𝐴 𝑁𝑒𝑤 𝐴𝑔𝑒 𝑌𝐴 𝑁𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙
𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬
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Having been uprooted from the only country she'd ever known and moved to the other side of the Atlantic, Angie couldn't be more disgruntled with her life at the moment.
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ANGIE
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"Good morning," Principal Shadid cheerfully greeted from behind his desk. "You must be Angela."
I cringed at the use of my real name, sending some spiritual blows to my parents for the awful title.
"I usually go by Angie," I replied as I shook his hand.
My first impression of Principal Shadid?
He was hot.
He was quite tall, I'd like to say around 6'2" and clearly worked out, if the muscles under his tight, blue shirt were any indication. He didn't look abnormally young, I guessed that he was in his early forties, but only because I could see the faint wrinkles at the corner of his eyes when he smiled.
I couldn't quite identify his ethnicity but I knew it had to be somewhere in the Middle East. His black, silky hair was smoothed back but one strand hung loosely on his forehead and might I just add, I never knew I liked men with beards before I met him.
All in all, he was a wet dream and I was now looking forward to all the trouble I was going to get myself in to.
Dad said no bad boys, he didn't say anything about the Principal.
"Well, Angie," he said, giving me a blinding smile. "It's a pleasure to have you here at Richmond."
"I'm so happy to be here, Sir." I was lying right through my teeth but he didn't need to know that just yet.
He smiled again as he picked up a file on his desk. I briefly caught the words imprinted on the cover and my entire mood crashed.
School Records
Great. My principal is going to threaten me to stay in line before I even start stepping out. It'll be just like back home, but instead of my headmistress being an utter bellend because of a few minor mistakes, my principal is going to have a vendetta before I even give him a reason to have one.
