This is it.
My car dropped me off in the airport a few hours ago and I had already got into the plane.
Thrity minutes left before landing and I've never been more scared in my life.
I was a good girl.
I followed the rules, got straight A's and never wanted to get in trouble. I was nowhere near a delinquent and I don't want to know what's gonna happen to me in that school.
And I was especially nervous because I had to stay in Canada for a year, and I didn't have any family members here.
I was literally on my own for the most part, but as a "delinquent" I suppose they thought I could handle it all on my own.
As the final announcement rings through my ears that we are landing in a few minutes, I grabbed my things from above me, and inhaled deeply.
Sooner that I would've liked, everyone was exiting the plane.
I was hesistant at first, but by some miracle, I managed to find myself outside, getting into a taxi on the way to the school.
This is gonna be a long ride..
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"That'll be 20 kid." the taxi driver says to me, making me jump awake.
I frantically reach for my wallet and grab $20 and hand it to him, and I finallt exit the vehicle
I get a good look at the school and okay, first impression?
It doesn't look scary at all.
It looked more like a huge, polished mansion with its clean windows and nicely painted exterior.
And I would've thought it was a mansion if it wasn't for the big fat sign on top of it saying - "DELINQUENTS HIGH"
I suck in a deep breath and walk through all the highschoolers staring at me.
I reached for the door of the school and entered it, making my way to the office
"Hi, I'm Belle Tanner." I tell the lady, and she stiffens.
"Ah, Ms. Tanner we've been expecting you." she mumbles while grabbing a piece of paper that had my dorm room in it and my list of schedules.
I reach to grab it and she flinches when I touch her hand, making the guys on the side of the office smirk and some chuckle at her obviously scared response.
"Are you scared of me?" I ask the lady, genuinely curious of what her answer was going to be.
"No. I deal with the students here everyday, you're no different." she confidently states, as she continues doing her work like nothing ever happened.
"Right. Okay." was my short response before I leave the office.
I glance at the piece of paper she gave me, reading everything that was written in it.
Room 016
Roommate: Hannah BlakeThe roommate is kind of what scared me the most because you never know if your roomie is gonna be a serial killer but whatever..
I make my way to the second floor and try to find my dorm room, which was relatively easy because it was the only dorm in the whole floor with a red door.
I turn the knob of the door and I saw a girl on the couch, anxiously fiddling with her necklace.
She seems to have noticed me enter and her head snaps to look at me in an instant, her face guarded and a tad bit scary if I might add.
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Accidentally Delinquent
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