Chapter 2

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I step forward to grab one of the big wooden handles. Surprisingly it opens a lot easier then I thought. I walk in and I can't believe my eyes. It feels like I'm in a castle!

To my right and my left are two wooden doors like the ones now behind me, but they're a lot smaller. In front of me are two staircases. They curve like the ones in mansions. The steps look like they're made out of white marble and I see that the floor is like that too.

At the top of the stairs is a second floor. I don't really know what to do from here. I don't know where the "head office" or whatever is. I kinda just stand there for a few minuets, looking the place up and down. Then a man with a white beard who reminds me of Santa Claws comes out of the door on my left. He smiles as he walks over to me. He looks like he's around 50 and I can tell his suit is way too small for him. He holds out his hand and I shake it firmly.

" Bonjour." He says. Oh no, I say in my head. I hope he knows English. I smile back.

" Um," I pause, looking around, " do you know where the front desk or office is?" he clears his throat and I am happy when he replies in English.

" This way dear. Your mother contacted us and said that you'd be be running a little late." I raise my eyes brows.

" I didn't know she could be that responsible." Sant Claws, or whatever this guy's name is, bursts out laughing. He pats my back and says something but I can't hear him. I try to laugh but I know it sounds fake. He must of thought I was kidding.

We walk up to the door that this guy had came from. I turn the golden knob and we enter the room. The first thing I think is that it looks like an office. There's a front desk to my right, another door to my left, and straight in front of me is a place that looks like a waiting room. There's a few chairs and a coffee table with dance magazines on it.

Santa Claws leads me to the front desk and I see that behind it is a short thin woman. She has dirt brown hair and wears spectacles that have beads on them. She's typing on the computer in front of her, going record speed. When I clear my voice she doesn't look up.

" Um," I pause, wondering if she's listening, " I'm Lilyanna. Lilyanna Coleman. I'm new. Should I like, sign in or something?" The lady still doesn't look up as she types.

" Transferred from Avenues High School, New York City, New York? Correct?" She says all this in a robot-like voice.

" Um, yes." I fiddle with my strap on my shoulder. Butterflies swarm in my stomach. It's weird. I've had a "first day of school" at least a million times, but I still get nervous. The lady is still typing when she hands me a piece of paper.

" This is your schedule. Mr. Berkeley here," I turn around and Santa Claws waves at me," will take you to your class that you have right now." I look down at my schedule. It looks like just any other ordinary schedule.

1st Period-History

2nd Period-English

3rd Period-Science

4th Period-Study Hall

5th Period-Lunch

6th Period- Physical Ed./Orchestra

7th Period-Workshop/Computers/Health/Art

8th Period-Algebra

Maybe since this school is special from other schools I was thinking the schedule was going to be special or something. I don't know. When the lady at the front desk speaks again I take my eyes off of the piece of paper.

" I'll let the Head Mistress know you're here." This time she looks up and gives me a smile. I smile back but I feel uneasy. Why is everyone here so... I trail off as Santa Claws, Mr. Berkeley, whatever his name is, bows and opens the door to show me to my class.

I walk and step back out into the big front room. Mr. Berkeley leads me to behind the spiral stairs. There's a hallway leading from one end of the building to the other. There are doors running down both ways and lockers line the walls.

" Okay," I jump as I hear his scratchy voice, " let me see your schedule so I can show you where your first class is." I hand Mr. Berkeley my sheet of paper and he takes glasses out from his suit pocket.

" Aha." he says and points down the left hallway. " 5th door on your right. Locker number 237. Combination 5-31-14. Right now it's Home Room. Some if the Honor Roll students are giving tours. If you hurry you might catch one!" he shouted the last sentence because I had already started running down the hall. I needed that tour. I could already tell that I was gonna get lost in this place.

I stumble around, looking at the numbers on the lockers, trying to find mine. I finally get to locker 237 and twist the lock the right combo. It pops open and I quickly put my stuff inside, only bringing with me a notebook and a pencil.

I find the 5th door on my right and stand in front if it. This is it, I think. I breath out and turn the knob.

Thanks everyone for reading this far!Sorry that I was slow on updating this. I'll try to be faster in the future. Comment and vote on what you think so far! I'm working on chapter 3!

~Katrina

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