School of Discipline

One

My heart beats fast as I walk up the gravel path leading to the school. My new school. My long brown hair swishes behind me and I can see everyone staring at me. I get it of course - I'm the new girl. I can see the cliques of girls already; popular, nerds, art kids and all the rest. Fuck. I wonder where I'll fit it - I'm short with freckles, brown eyes and a very short skirt. I like video games and reading manga. A teacher walks up to me and steers me through the endless corridors before we get to an office. We walk in and I sit down on one of the leather chairs facing the desk.
"Welcome to Bridget Croxley's Disciplinarian Boarding School for Girls, Phoenix." She tells me and I raise my eyebrows. What the heck does she mean by 'disciplinarian'? I ask her and she just smiles and says, "You'll soon learn."
I take a deep breath. "Doesn't it mean," I hesitate, "... Punishment?" She nods and I feel suddenly scared.
"Our punishments are quite diverse compared to other methods used by other schools." She explains before she then looks at my face. "But as long as your good it'll be fine. By the way your skirt is seven inches too short."
She watches my yank my chequered school skirt down before handing me my schedule and a sheet with my information on it. I read it.

Name: Phoenix Smith
Age: 14 (Freshmen)
Dorm Room: 409b
Homeroom: Miss Hashmore, Room 25, English
Medical: None
Punishment Class: 029

"That has all your information on it. Understood?" She asks me briskly. I nod vigorously then she leads me to my new dorm room and leaves me too unpack my bags. I put everything away and I'm just putting my panties in a drawer when a girl with long blonde hair walks in. She's chatting obnoxiously loudly into a cellphone but when she sees me abruptly ends the call.
"Who are you?" She asks me, looking me up and down before going over to sit on her bed. Another girl walks in and immediately asks the blonde girl, "Who the fuck is that?"
"I don't know, I just came in." The blonde girl replies.
"I'm Phoenix, I'm a freshmen." I tell them and suddenly they both smile wide.
"She'd be so much better that Ruby!" Says the blonde girl to her friend then she turns to me. "I'm Rose and you're a freshmen and we're sophomores and because you're in our dorm and we're older, you go by our rules. Got it?" I nod.
"Oh, and I'm Lottie." Says the other girl. She has dark silky hair.
"Who's Ruby?" I ask and they exchange glances with each other.
"The other freshmen." Lottie tells me.
"She's a weirdo. She's our old slave but your the new one." Says Rose to me.
"What do yo mean by slave?" I ask in surprise. No one ever mentioned anything about this too me. I feel kind of scared.
"Because freshmen and sophomores have to share a room, the sophomores get to have slaves. Same with the juniors and seniors. The youngest serve the oldest but then the year after the tables get turned and it's their turn to either be the slave or have a slave." Lottie patiently explains to me.
"Is that some sort of tradition?" I ask and they both shake their heads.
"It's in the rules." They say but I don't believe them. I know they're trying to trick me.
"No way is that in the rules." I say but then Lottie flicks through the book of rules that each dorm is given and I see rule forty.

Rule Forty - Freshmen must serve as a slave to the sophomores in their dorm if that's the sophomores wish and juniors must serve as a slave to the seniors in their dorm if that's the seniors wish. Disobeying this rule can result in punishments given by the sophomore/senior.

"Wow." I say, shocked.
"And Ruby's a weirdo so we don't want her as our slave." Rose says.
"We can also punish you however and whenever we like. Shall we show you in the book?" Lottie offers holding up the big book of rules. I shake my head.

Then the door opens and Ruby walks in. She has frizzy, knotted curly hair, and she's very skinny. She's wearing brightly coloured bangles and bracelets with wooden blocks and ribbons tied on to them. Her school skirt goes down to way past her knees and she has a cardigan and shirt on her top half. She looks crazy and I take a step back even though she's nowhere near me.
"Ruby meet Phoenix. Phoenix meet Ruby. She's our new slave but you still have to do as we say. Got it?" Rose says to us and we both nod. Then a bell goes and it's time for dinner the girls all explain to me. After that it's reading then an hours free time then bed.

I walk down to the dinner hall and sit down with the other freshmen and it isn't long before all eyes are on me.
"Who're you?" A tall girl with straight blonde hair pushed back with a hairband asks me, looking round the hall to make sure she's not seen by a teacher.
"I'm Phoenix." I tell her and she raises her eyebrows at me.
"Who do you share a room with, Phoenix?" She asks, emphasis on 'Phoenix'.
"Ruby." I murmur and both of our eyes look down the table to ruby who's talking to herself. I notice the large gap between her and the people on either side of her. The girl begins to laugh and I stand there awkwardly until a sophomore comes up to her and stands beside her.

"Hey Lily." The sophomore says to the blonde girl and all the other girls stare.
"Hey." Lily says back. I notice she looks nervous.
"You making friends?"
Lily shrugs and the sophomore grins.
"Why don't you show your new friend what's under your skirt?" She suggests playfully and Lily flushes bright red.
"I couldn't.." She begins before she's cut off.
"My orders otherwise I'll make you wear it with just a shirt so everyone can see it." The sophomore says in an authoritative tone.
Reluctantly Lily lifts up her skirt to show me a diaper before she quickly pulls it back down again. I stifle a laugh but Lily sees it and glares at me.
"Good girl!" The sophomore says before walking off.

"I'm gonna kill you." Lily says before walking away and back to her friends. I wonder if they know what she's wearing...

(A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! Love ya x)