Agatha's POV
I still haven't fully accepted that I am moving schools, even as I stand in front of the mirror and look at my reflection on the first day of term. Black tank top covered by a black hoodie, black leggings, and black combat boots. My hair bounces lightly on my shoulders, held back from my face with a white headband- the only part of my attire that isn't black. I look up at my face, and see my over-large eyes decorated with eyeliner, mascara and brown eyeshadow, which is all the makeup I'm wearing. I nod in satisfaction, and swiftly turn around and leave the room. My new school does have a school uniform, but for the first day we're allowed to wear clothing of our choice, and i want to take advantage of it. I have never been a fan of looking at myself, but on the first day at a new school, i don't want to look like a complete mess. Instead, I want to look average- okay looking but not too pretty, basically blending in with the crowd. That's my goal- to go unnoticed.
I gulp down an egg, and brush my teeth. After hugging my mother goodbye- after all, I'm not going to see her for a term, at my new boarding school- I walk to the train station with nothing but a packed lunch to wait for my train. Luckily, the school collects everyone's bags a few days before term starts, which makes it much easier getting to school on the first day.
I still don't understand why my mother is making me leave my old school and go to a new boarding school- she said something about always wanting to attend there herself but never being able to, but honestly, what does it matter what she wanted for her childhood, when it's my life now?
Game plan, I think to myself. Get to class at the same time as everyone else, don't ask any questions, don't put your hand up in class, don't get noticed. I mentally go over these steps, for about an hour, until the train stops again and another schoolgirl gets on. Her hair is long and wavy, and she's the perfect height. I roll my eyes. Let me guess- cheerleader crowd. Her gaze flies over the train compartment, and I realise the only free seat is next to me. Of course, she comes over and sits down. I assumed she would be mean, but apparently i was mistaken, because she grins at me before sticking her hand out. "I haven't seen you before at school- I'm Sophie!" she says.
"Agatha," I say, cautiously shaking her hand.
"Oh- you must be the new girl! I was sent an email asking to help you fit in around the school!" she says, her face lighting up. Even though at first glance her smile seems genuine, there is something slightly forced about the way she acts, like it is all for a purpose. I wonder why?
I notice that Sophie is talking to me, and I quickly focus my attention back at her. "-and then I can introduce you to Tedros- he's my boyfriend, and such a cutie- and then- oh I guess I should introduce you to Beatrix, my bff-" her voice lowers conspiratorially at this point- "although, she's still salty about me and Tedros dating, because, before we were a couple, she was dating Tedros, but of course, he left her for me. After all, who wouldn't?" she says, laughing. I'm not sure if she was joking with the last line or actually serious- if she was for real, then her ego needs to be brought down a notch- or a whole heap of notches.
I'm about to tell Sophie that she doesn't need to introduce me to anyone- after all, my goal was to stay unnoticed- but as I open my mouth the train pulls up near the school, and my chance is lost. Sophie loops her arm through mine and walks out the doors as I internally groan, readying myself for a day of torture.
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