Blairwood High

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Isabella's P.o.v

'Blairwood High,' I thrilled, watching the very visible and palable huge letters vividly printed with the crimson colour on a sign board near the school with keen interest from the car's window.

In less than a few minutes, the fantabulous red convertible of my really 'fantastic' cousins came to a halt in the school's parking lot.

And of course, the lovely and amazing cousin of mine was totally agitated at the fact that I'm not just attending the same school with them, but I get to actually enter their luxurious property (car) with those 'filthy' legs of mine, like she had stated earlier.

Believe me, I'm starting to hate her guts, and I'm totally trying my best to control myself and tolerate her ruthless behaviors towards me. Well it's a no other choice thing anyway.

Blairwood high, is a magnificently built academy, established with tons of redbricks and created like that of a dreamscape, also filled with lots and lots of hearts and minds of creative dream scholars.

The quaint but particularly picturesque building had a very beautiful lawn decorated and embellished with nice beautiful flowers at the sides of the school, leading to the pathway and finally, the entrance of the school itself.

Made for the rich of course!

I was marvelled at how huge and well streamed the school was with numerous and uncountable students as they filled the whole packing lot instantaneously.

Soon, quick off the mark, the twins and I got down from the car and unexpectedly, a numerous crowd of students suddenly surrounded and encircled the twins like a hawk, hovering over it's prey.

The students, mostly girls, pushed me aside as they did, not like they even noticed me anyway. More perplexed than ever, I apprehensively shook my head in disrray, a bit surprised at how popular the girls were.

Amelia's mood 'unexpectedly' lit up all of a sudden as she smirked proudly, pushing her beautiful golden blonde hair aside, and I mean with style.

As for Audrey, since she literally inherits the same gene from her  mother, yup, her whole concentration was all on the gadget (phone) before her, probably used to the whole attention already.

With a typical eye roll, not like I'm jealous though; I totally ignored the ludicrous scene before me, and walked off immediately, pushing my way past the stream of anticipated and ecstatic students before heading towards the head office.

All I needed to do was receive my my schedules for the semester and the number for each of my classes, and there, I'm good to start up a new school day with or without the help of Audrey, since she is quite occupied with some businesses to attend to.

As soon as I entered, I found a young woman, probably in her 30s, filling out some documents or whatever that was. The green eyed woman, finally looked up with her 'four' eyes, staring questioningly at me.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" She inquired.

"Morning, I'm actually here for my schedules."I replied.

"Oh, I'm guessing you are a new student. What's your name dear."

"Isabella Moore."

"Isabella Moore," She repeated, dragging the words as she did before turning out a file cabinet, running her hands busily through the folders and handing over to me a plain sheet of paper that had my time table printed on it.

After receiving the rough plain sketch, I hastily turned around and headed towards the exit only to be halted to a stop on my tracks.

"Just one moment please." She appealed and I nodded in agreement.

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