HUNDREDS AND HUNDREDS of parents were entering the school's chapel where Mr. Nolan would give the introduction of the new semester to all the students.
It was perhaps the first time in Camille's life to visit his brother's school since that one time she went with her mom to drop a few clothes to his brother and they refused to let her in. She was fourteen years old.
The school was incredibly big, and at the same time, a little hunting like those haunted castles that you only see in movies.
The boys of every level had their eyes glued to the girls taking seats inside the place, while their parents were constantly slapping the boys for what they considered it was an inappropriate behavior.
As if they'd never see boobs in their lives, was a thought in the blonde's mind while she seated between her brother and her father.
"Welcome to Hell-ton, sis" Charlie used to talk a lot about welton, how he hated Mr. Nolan, and of course, his own verse of the philosophy of the school.
The four pillars of the school are, tradition, honor, discipline and excellence, which the older of the Dalton translates them to, Travesty, Horror, decadence, excrement.
She chuckled remembering how her brother often recites them at home.
"Thanks, when does the old man comes out?" Both of them laughed and their father gave them a look.
"Stop it" Mr. Dalton said in a very harsh tone.
Camille rolled her eyes as she was so used to that treatment from her Dad.
Her parents had her enrolled at St George's school in Boston since she was thirteen years old, but the youngest of the Dalton household had the word trouble as her last name.
She was suspended three times in her first year, the first one for replying in a bad way (or so did the principal said at the time) to a teacher, and the other two for skipping class. In her sophomore year, just before her dad enrolled her at Welton, she almost got expelled (thanks to a generous contribution to school from the dalton's, she stayed) after being caught smoking weed during one of her periods, which lead her to being grounded for a month and later on, being enrolled at Welton.
All of them stood to welcome the priest and the four boys with the school banners, these were walking towards the front where Mr. Nolan was standing.
She looked around her, and even thought she didn't know most of the girls, she sure as hell knew one of them very well.
Bella Smith, or best known by everyone during her days at St George's, the baddest bitch in town, was standing between her parents just two rows in front of her.
She knew the brunette girl since she was fifteen. Bella used to be the most popular at the school and surprisingly for most of the people there, she was a good friend of Camille, who at the time had quite a reputation there.
However, the only child of the Smith household got expelled in freshman year. The reason, as simple as it sounds, was that, she almost burned the chapel when she dropped two candles by accident while cleaning the place after a service.
As much as she fought to not get expelled, her school records didn't help as she already had two suspensions, and she was, during that same semesters, five times in detention.
She was glad in having a familiar face around, aside of her brother, of course.
Mr. Nolan started on giving all the parents a warm welcome. She still couldn't figure out why that old man was so intimidating to all the boys there, for her, he just looked like that, an old and weak man who's only way of showing power was with his charge as the headmaster of the school, but other than that, she didn't see why they all were frightened of him.
After a few minutes into his speech, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at the way he arrogantly addressed all the achievements of the school.
"We also welcome our new students in our junior and senior classes. Ladies, you are now part of the best boarding school of the country, I can assure you you'll have the best education we can possibly provide you during your time here" All the parents clapped at his speech. She took a glance at her father who was widely smiling, eating up all of Mr. Nolan words.
Her only wish was to be finished with school as soon as possible and then, figure out what she'll do, which is totally the opposite to her brother, who'll be a lawyer just like her father.
"Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?" All the boys stood at the same time, giving her no other choice than to stand beside her brother.
"Tradition. Discipline. Honor. Excellence." She almost burst into laughter. Camille respected the school, but it was so funny to her how people can be so devoted (if that was the correct word to explain it) to their school. Basically, she didn't care about any of that, she just wanted to finish her education and then, get the hell out of that place.
After a very painful and annoying speech, everyone started saying their goodbyes to their parents, especially the young little boys who were crying into their mother's arms.
"Well, Camille, I'll call every week to see your weekly progress" Her father warned her while giving her a hug.
"Yeah... tell mom I love her and I'll call her as much as I can" she stated while her father nodded "I gotta go, but have a nice ride back home, love you daddy" she said with a big smile.
"And you, take care of your sister" Mr. Dalton warmed his oldest son.
"I know that, everything is under control, our golden girl is in safe hands, daddy" Charlie stated, mocking the blue eyed girl at the end.
"Well, goodbye kids" he said and left them both at the entrance of the chapel.
The Dalton siblings looked at each other and a few seconds later, the blonde spoke.
"So... I guess I now have to see you everyday for the rest of the semester" she rolled her eyes while the brunette boy nodded.
"And I can wait for the school to meet Charlie Dalton's untouchable little sister" the boy replied putting his arm in her around her shoulders.
"Ugh as if" she shook her head and got off his embrace "I have to get to my room, I'll catch up with you later"
She walked towards the main building to find her room while her biggest concern was not knowing who's her roommate. In the past, she had great roommates, she didn't have to worry about that at St George's since everyone knew who she was, but at Welton it was a whole different story.
The blonde didn't expect to have a psychopath as her roommate or something similar, but she tends to be a little (too much) of a freak when it comes to organize her space, so she didn't want to be around someone unorganized.
Once she entered the big doors of the building, she stood there for a while, admiring the place, and realizing that that'd be her home for her last two years of school.
Well, here we go, she said to herself.
