The moment I walked through the doors, into the school, with a teacher, I knew I was dead. People stared at me as if I were some weird exotic animal and not a person. They whispered and giggled about me and it was really really annoying. My self control was not infinite.
I kept gaping at the over the top architechture of this school as Miss Megan kept saying something. I really wasn't concentrating. But I did hear tidbits of the conversation. As of now, she was boasting about how some "Mr. Alverez" had once been a student here. Yeah, I had no idea who he was but the way she spoke about him made me guess that he was important. But what did I care, I was far more preoccupied with other things as of now, like that massive building. Wait.. we were going there. Why were we going there. Then, I finally got the nerve to ask.
"Miss Megan, where are we going?" I ask her, trailing after her like a puppy.
"To the dorms off course" she says with a smile, turning back to face me.
Now, I am officially scared. Okay, so I have heard of boarding school. You know.. the big house where girls share rooms, cook and play pranks on each other. Yeah that was my idea but this.. this was almost as big as my mansion in Spain. Okay, so this school was definetly not for the average. I totally got that now.
As we walked closer, the mansion got grander. I began to notice the small little details like the fact that the pathway to the house was made of stones and lined with small white flowers. There was a small wodden sign hanging in the garden with " Secondary School Girls's Dorm" neatly written across it. Then, there were the balconies. Making me look at them made me recall a certain "Romeo and Juliet" moment. These balconies were so romantic.. oh this was perfect. Almost. I could totally see myself living in this house, at the age of around 60 or something, growing old perfectly with my fantasy husband. I had to restrain myself from squealing and I think Miss Megan noticed that I was acting the teeniest bit odd because she was surpessing a giggle.
I could feel the wave of scarlet gracing my cheeks, I was drowning in embaressment.
"Its alright, I have just never seen that reaction from anyone before" she says with a smile.
I smile at her back, shyly.
Make a good impression Caroline! I screamed at myself in my mind. Oh my gosh, I was going insane!
After snapping out of my thoughts, I boticed that she had already gone up to the door and was about to ring the doorbell. I quickly walked behind her and watched as she opened the door with her keys. Oh right.. she was management.
The moment we stepped into the house, it was even more galmerous. Not in the asymetrical metalic modern way but in the seductive old world charm. This made me feel like a medival peasent. Why was I such a sucker for romance?
I was so busy starring at the house that I didn't even notice the girls standing in front of me. I smiled back embaressed. I really needed to stop blanking out.
"This is Kalilia, Cecelia and Valarie" Miss Megan intraduced.
I was starring at them now. They were all perfect and looked like supermodels.. no Goddesses. I thought this was only in movies but this was reality and they looked amazing.. drop dead gorgeous. In front of them, I felt worse than plain. How was I going to survive in a school like this again.
That is when, I noticed Kalilia. She seemed nice but distant. She would give me the occasional smiles when the conversation was featuring her or when we had something in common. But that was it. She said her name once and that is when, I knew that she was royalty- the immpecable regal confidence could belong to no other group in society. Still, I felt as if I had seen her somewhere before. That was strange. Was I just overwhelmed by today? Must be.
Cecelia on the other hand, was sweet and nice. She was the world's defination of a perfect best friend. She made me feel secure again. There was something about her that I liked. She was head strong, opiniated, sweet, funny but also had the air of a princess. She was graceful, poise, elegant and enchanting. All of them were but Cecelia was the only one who could remind me that I could survive. We were going to be really good friends, that I knew.
The other girl, Valarie was a sharp left turn from the other girls. Her pressence made me uneasy. She had a dark but alluring aura to her. She was cold, aloof and distant. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was the resident "mean girl" but there was more. I was sure that she wasn't simply capable of sabotaging relationships. She reminded me of a scheeming vampire. I had to be really careful around her. That was one thing I knew for sure.
That was when I realized that Kalilia was the mediator. She was a perfect mix of both Cecelia and Valaire. I would not be surprized if she was the "queen bee" here but something told me that she hated the extra attention. Why and how could I judge her?
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