Beginning of Day One
Hi! My name is Kendal James. I'm 15 years old. I have hazel eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. I'm INSANELY ticklish, my most ticklish spot is my tummy and sides. They're basically the same spot to me. Yet I love being tickled. That's why my mom sent me to Feather Hill Academy. An academy focused on tickling, so is their education...
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7:45 AM, Monday, March 1st, 2020
•Kendal's POV•
"Kendal! Get up! If you're late to any of your classes on your first day you'll get a personal tickle torture session from me! And I know you don't like my tickles, do you?" My mom tells me.
"No, I don't. They tickle too much!! Hehe!" I say, giggling.
"Then get up!" My mom says, before walking out my bedroom door.
I groggily get out of bed. School starts at 9:15 AM. I slowly drag my cold, bare feet over to my walk-in closet. My closet is basically empty now, since the academy is kind of like a university of some sort, the students share a dorm with 2 other students. I only have one outfit in my closet: my first day of the academy uniform. The academy makes us wear a different uniform each day. My tops are all the same type, bustier tops. My uniforms have to be washed every weekend. I grab my Monday uniform from the hanger. I found out that every student at the academy has a different uniform. The uniforms are made to show off your most ticklish spot. Or, in my case, my most ticklish spots. Anyways, after I put on my bustier top and short skirt, I added some jewelry and some accessories to go with it. Then, I put my heels on, grab my backpack, and I walked down stairs to get breakfast.
By the time I'm done with breakfast, it's already 8:25 AM, which is the fastest I've ever gotten ready for school! After I finish packing my lunch, I grab my lunch box, put it in my backpack, and put my backpack on. Then I say goodbye to my mom, and start heading to school. Lucky for me, I only live 5 minutes away from the academy. I found out that my best friend, Baylee Jaxx, also got sent here too. Right as I turn onto the sidewalk, Baylee comes out of her house, which happens to be right next to mine.
"Kendal! Wait up!" I hear behind me. I turn around and see Baylee speed walking towards me.
"Hi B!" I say, calling her by her nickname.
"Hey, I almost forgot that we're going to the same academy." Baylee says, as we continue walking to the academy.
"Yeah. My mom sent me because I'm so INSANELY ticklish, sometimes it's embarrassing!" I tell her, "At least you don't have to wear skirts a lot!"
"Yeah, I'm only ticklish in certain spots, unlike you, little missy!" Baylee says, before giving my tummy a little tickle.
"Heehhehey! Stop hehe thaaat!! You know I can't handle being tickled there!!!" I tell Baylee, while giggling.
"I know, I know. It's just so easy and fun to do!" She admits, right as we arrive to the academy.
I look up at the academy and see a sign by the main doors that says: "All New Students Come Here!"
"Hey look, B!" I tell Baylee, pointing to the sign. She looks in the direction I'm pointing, and sighs.
"Thank god they have a sign telling us where to go." She says, before we start heading in that direction.
After we got there these kind ladies gave us our dorm number and our schedule, and said that there would be signs on the academy's walls saying what dorm numbers are down which hall.
"Thank you." I tell the lady that helped me with my schedule. Then Baylee and I started walking to our dorm, which so happened to be the same one! And it was just luck that our whole schedule was the exact same too!
Here's to the first day of school at Feather Hill Academy!
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Feather Hill Academy
General FictionFeather Hill Academy is an Academy revolved around tickling. Everyone is ticklish in different spots. My name is Kendal. I'm INSANELY ticklish. But don't tell anyone. It's weird, I'm INSANELY ticklish, but i love being tickled, even if I tell you t...