The next morning went by slowly. I resisted getting out of bed but I wouldn't want to be late on my first day.
When I look in the mirror I am surprised at what I see. My usual straight blonde hair looks somewhat luminescent, my pretty hazel eyes have a yellow tint to them causing them to glow, and my naturally tan skin seems visibly paler. It must me the lighting.
I curl my hair, making an effort to look my best. I want to make a good impression if this is where I'm going to be living for who knows how long. Once I'm satisfied with my look, I walk to what I assume is my closet. I crack open the door revealing a massive walk in closet that is twice as big as the room itself. When I walk In I'm shocked to see that it's filled with endless school uniforms, all of them different in some way. One of them the skirt is plaid and red, the other black and flared. One had a fashionable vest; the other had a cute sweater. Which am I to wear? I grab one at random and put it on. I find that I look rather nice in it and smile.
When I walk towards the back of the closet I see very formal dresses and gowns. Is this school some sort of eighteenth century establishment? Great, just what I need. Another thing that will take adjusting to.
I walk out into the hallway and then remember my run in with Chase. I wish he were here now, I could use some familiarity and he's all I have.
I walk to the previously used elevator and assume I go to the first floor, where I had entered the building last night. When the doors open I see a girl, most likely the same age as me. She had gorgeous brown hair and had the body of a model. Do all the girls here look like they'd just stepped out of a
"Alison yes I know. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm the president of this student body, Gabby Vincent."
Although she said this I could hear the slightest bit of tension in her voice. "Oh it's a pleasure to meet you Gabby!" I say. She seems like the preppy type. Might as well try to fit In, I am...was a cheerleader after all.
I pull out my schedule, maybe she can help. "Hey my first hour says Meeting... Do you know where I go? It doesn't say..." I scanned the paper.
"Absolutely. You can walk with me there if you'd like. Everyone has Meeting first."
"Thanks so much that would be great!"
"Not a problem.." I could see her jaw tense up.
The doors finally opened on the first floor after what seemed like forever and a day. She led me to what looked like the ballroom where there were at least 500 chairs and with that she
walked up the isle leaving my standing all alone. I didn't know where to sit so I started walking to the very back, when I had a collision with someone. I look up to see familiar face I needed so much, I just wanted to hug him. But, of course I wouldn't.
"Oh. Hey Alison! I'm sorry...again." he said with a beautiful smirk upon his face.
"Hi Chase. It's no problem... really. I was hoping I'd run into you, I don't really know anyone." didn't want to sound too pushy. What If he didn't want me to sit with him? I am the new kid after all.
"Well I...uh better go sit down" I said heading to the back of the big auditorium. He looked disappointed.
"You should sit with me and my friends. They'd love you. They're very...welcoming." he said with a grin. Whatever that means....
"Sure, okay." I said shrugging and I followed him up to the front of the room. So many people were staring, mouths gaping. Oh my goodness did I forget a shirt..? My skirt..? I looked down to check, everything seemed to be in place. I decided to just avoid their gazes and kept my eyes on the ground.
We came to a row where there were a whole bunch of guys and one or two girls standing in a circle. And they were all beautiful. I wanted to run away before any of them saw me, I obviously wasn't worthy of being in their clique.
Right when I was about to make an escape they all turned around, and just stared. What was with everyone? I know I'm an outsider and probably to them, down right hideous. They don't have to make it any more of a point than it already is!
One of the guys, looking younger than me by maybe a year, shook his head as if to clear his thoughts. "You must be Alison. Chase has told me about you, im his roomate." Chase talked about me...Already? He doesn't even know me... "I'm Trevor. Nice to have you aboard the Brentwood Academy." he said in a joking manner. I must have looked so confused because he just gave me a look of sympathy.
"Thanks Trevor, it's nice to meet you too." Everyone else was still staring and I felt Chase put his hand on the small of my back, sending a tingling and electrifying shock through my body. Surprised I shifted away slightly, avoiding his gaze. What is going on here?! Before I had much time to think about what had just happened a woman walked up the stage signaling for all of the students to sit and be quiet. I was thankful for the interruption of all the stares. I sat in between Chase and Trevor. The only two willing enough I'm sure.
"Good morning to you all. Today is a special day and as I'm sure you've noted, we have a new student. Alison Montgomery would you please stand?" Could this get any worse? I closed my eyes for a second and then unwillingly stood. But of course everyone was staring... I could feel my cheeks burning red and I sat back down. I think I'm going to be sick...
The only thing keeping me calm was Chase's hand patting my shoulder, reassuring me that everything's okay, but still when he made contact with me I felt the strangest sensation. "Today for Meeting we will have Gabriella Vincent, your student body president, speaking."
Everyone clapped and I heard some whistling from some of the guys. Chase filled me in on some missing informarion.
"The woman who just spoke, that's the principle, Mrs. Raven. Although, you don't look the type to be seeing her too often. And the girl standing up there now is Gabby. Also known as Crabby, she can have a major attitude problem, don't get on her bad side."
I went back to rethinking the elevator scene... Had I done anything to make her mad? She did seem so tense... Then she started speaking. "Everyone, as you all know we need to keep what we know on the low down because obviously, something new here is a problem, more like someone." As she said this she sent the meanest look anyone could ever manage, straight at me.
