The New Girl

Chapter 1ne

Chapter One

You never know how fancy life could be until a fancy car comes to your home, picks you up  and carries you to the airport for a first class flight.

It was Registration Day at Conrail Prep, basically the preparation day for the students, for them to get settled in there new dorm and get class schedules, lockers and school uniforms. So that morning, Addison had said goodbye to her parents and her small town which was all she knew and was escorted to the campus via private cars and fancy flights. She had never travelled in a plane before, much less travel in the first class area, so she was feeling a little bit overwhelmed by it all.

Her chauffeur was a straight-faced man with greying hair and stern dark eyes. Other than an exchanged greeting, he had not said a word to her. Even when Addison asked him a simple question, he would either nod or shake his head. A conversation between them was highly unlikely.

When the plane had landed, another fancy vehicle was there to pick her up, this one carried her straight to Conrail.

As soon as the car pulled up to the huge gates with the initials C. P. in cursive on them, Addison's hands immediately started to sweat and get clammy. Since when did my palms sweat? She thought to herself. She furiously wiped them in her tattered jeans, but that hadn't done much justice.

The unnamed chauffeur winded down the heavily tinted window and exchanged few words with one of the securities at the gate. The gate opened up revealing a long narrow gravel road that went uphill. The sides of the road was decorated with oak trees and acres of land covered in fresh beds of green grass and dandelions.

Addison could spot a few large building, all coloured coordinated in indigo and white, the school colours. The further they went, the better the scenery got. Statues of important people in society were placed ever so neatly in the center of different water fountains.

Shaking her head to herself, Addison couldn't help but think, I don't belong here. This was not her. Everything looked so expensive and elegant. Her old high school didn't even have luscious grass. The groundskeeper would literally be raking leaves through the dirt everyday.

The car rounded a round-a-bout and stopped at the end. The door was soon opened for Addison and her was suitcases awaited for her outside.

"Go straight to the office which is right through those doors." He said to her. That was the most words the chauffeur had said to her since the start of the journey.

Addison twisted her head to look at the automatic glass doors ahead. Before she could even tell her chauffeur thank you, he had already driven off.

Addison wheeled her noisy suitcases behind her as she trotted towards the doors of the office. Her dirty chucks scraping the gravel.

Inside the office looked so modernised, for a moment she thought she had time travelled to the future. Laptops were built into the tables and there were more than one secretaries, unlike at her old school where there was one secretary who always seemed mad at anyone and everyone. Everything in the office was either chrome or indigo.

Addison went to the secretary who looked the most pleasant. Her name card said Mrs. Young. She was probably one of the oldest of the four secreatries. The irony.

Addison awkwardly tapped the glass that separated her and Mrs. Young who looked up instantly. "Umm, good afternoon."

"Hello." Mrs. Young replied, her voice sounded so warm and her expression made her even more aproachable. "Your name and grade?"

"Addison King, senior."

Mrs.Young typed the information into her computer and a couple seconds after looked at Addison with wide eyes. "You're the young miss that is enrolled on scholarship?".