Imagine being in a room full of eyes staring straight into yours, as if there fortune tellers trying to read your mind. You haven't done anything wrong yet your here, why? There has to be a explanation or maybe it was because this morning you didn't clean the shower as good as you were supposed to for chores but thinking deep inside you know that you've gotten away with it many times more than how ever old the Dean at the school was. Going back to where you are now seeing how the Dean is staring straight into your eyes is he, mad? disappointed? confused? It's hard to tell, to read the facial expressions. Just then you get tired of of the staring eyes in the room and start to drift off day dreaming of when you were with your parents, the good times. When suddenly the silence breaks........What?¿?
We haven't been properly introduced yet, I'm Alexandra, I live in Moscow, Russia, I have thin dark brown hair that reminds of burnt spaghetti weird but it does I am sorta tall I've always been an inch higher than all the other girls in my classes and I'm built like Jennifer Lopez, thick. I love sports and I always curious of what lies out side of the large, tall, iron gate my boarding school has. I've been here longer than I remember and I barely know my parents. Although I remember the day they dropped me off here when I was 7 on Christmas eve it was very chilly and they brought me into the school in a, pitch black dark tinted windowed Mercedes Benz. Then typed In a pass code, I barely remember what it was then talked to Mrs.Halliburton the principal of the school at the time. Even before I could wave good bye to my parents they vanish leaving me at the boarding school, and here I am today. I'm sixteen and I still wonder why I'm here in the first place.
People staring straight into my eyes make me nervous.The Dean had brought me into his office right after us girls had to finish our morning chores. Many emotions were running into my head at the moment. Silence filled the room which made me even more nervous, why, why was I here, in this room I was missing first period. Just then silence broke the room the partially bald, gray haired , "nice" Dean was now blaming me for something I didn't even say. "Rumor around school has been that you have been planning to run away to find someplace better behind these gates in the big world." He accused. I've always wondered how life is behind these gates, but I've never told anyone not even my friend Beatrice that was the first person I met after my parents dropped me off here. But running away, who would say that?
Have you ever wanted to solve a mystery? After complaining and explaining that I didn't have anything to do with that and never said such a thing they finally let me go. After getting out I released I huge gasp, ugh finally. But I began to feel like Nancy Drew wanting to find out who, who started this. That whole night I stayed awake staring at the stars, glistening through the dark night wondering who,looking at everyone thinking was it Caroline, who hated me for beating her in the spelling bee? Rebecca the most popular girl in school everyone looked up to her, except me? Naomi my old friend who started telling lies about me so I befriended her? John the guy who craved attention and would do anything to get it? who?
Curiosity is sometimes good and other times bad. I shut my eyes drifting off wondering, who are my parents and why did they leave me here in the first place where they part off an organization? Right after they left me the principal, Mrs.Halliburton seemed to disappear to. Are they linked together? The school had all the children's documents in the office but it was off limits to the students. I've always wanted to go in there and look at my bio it would have my parents names and everything about them and me that what I needed. All I know about my parents is that they left me something a heart shaped, 30 carrot gold, necklace and inside a picture of both my mother and father. I'd worn that necklace everyday since the day they lefted me here it's the only thing I have that reminds me of them. <DING, DONG!!> What the morning bell already? ugh! I didn't even get sleep.
Like most kids, I dread school. In first period, when I walked into the science room like I always did bright and early usually the first one in the class but today was different. There was a boy with bright brown eyes, dirty blonde hair swept to the side longer than any of the other boys in the class, tall, taller than me, and thin but not really thin like a stick. I haven't seen this boy in school maybe he transferred here. Being shy I walked up to the skinny, dirty blonde boy now noticing that I was coming toward him. Before I could introduce myself, he introduced himself, " Hey, I'm Max, I'm new here and I hate being late so.. here I am, seems your like me, what's your name?" he uttered. "I'm Alexandria, call me Alex, everyone does and yea, I guess I'm like you usually I'm the first one." I replied. We continued talking and kept the conversation running even when class started. All the rest of the other girls were looking at me with an envy look. We're they jealous I was talking to him? I think so. "Pay attention! Alexandra and Max or I'll separate you!" the teacher yells at us. We giggle. " Today students since its a new semester we will be choosing science partner's, choose quickly thought 5 mins." The teacher Mrs. Dravidian told us all. I looked around trying to find Beatrice but she was doodling like always. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder "Wanna be my partner?" Max asked. I looked back at Beatrice but she was picking up her pencil from the floor, well I said turning around to Max," ummm...sure."
It's fun to spend time with new friends but your old friends might get jealous. Max and I became instant friends and I always asked him questions about what lies out societies gates, and he loved to answer all my questions. I learned hat there are stores where you buy clothes and shoes and accessories and much more, there jobs, markets, monuments, museums, castles, and much more exciting things but why haven't we been let out on a trip to see these nice sights?In the afternoon I went to Max's room and helped him unpack but just like me he didn't know much about his parent's and what they do. And just like me too they had dropped him off and vanished. Was there something our school was hiding from us?
