Sunrise

01 | Arrival To Gallilea

01 | Arrival To Gallilea

Diane Green - Gallilea Institution - 6:00 A.M. August 15th

MONDAY. I HATE MONDAYS. "Diane." Ginger, my personal bodyguard and driver, said. I turned to her, her ginger hair short and straight. Her watchful eyes scanned my face.

"Yes, Ginger?" I asked. She nodded to the gates infront of us. in the middle they had two initails. G.I. Gallilea Institution.

My new school in the somewhat big town of Pennigton. heard that this school had it's own rival, Harlington Preporatory.

"Aren't we going to the dorms first?" I once again asked. Ginger nodded. Ginger wasn't really talkative, and I wasn't either. I usually grunted out a few words due to the time. It was six A.M.And I wasn't a morning person.

The golden gates opened and Ginger sped to the dormitory area. It was like small - well not too small - villas or houses where the rich students of Gallilea resided, it was like.

There was a dormitory building not far from the neighborhood, atleast half of the students at Gallilea High School were there in scolarship.

I was told that I would be staying in a larger house with one girl and four boys. They claimed they need more girls in the building.Soon enough, the neighborhood came into view, and all of the houses were pretty big.

Ginger sped up even more, and suddenly I was afraid that my dark grey Audi - Eletra - was going to crash. Suddenly, Ginger pressed the brakes and the car halted to a stop. infront of us was a beautiful six-story house.

There was a strawberry blonde haired girl infront of the front glass door. She wore a grin and her cat like eyes watching as Ginger parked the car in the now open garage. The girl wore denim shorts and a dark pink t-shirt with a drawing infront

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Skye Gallilea.That was the name of the girl who was outside when I'd arrived.

"So, Diane, this is your floor, it was two rooms, three bathrooms, and other smaller rooms. Then there's the kitchen over there and the living room over here." Skye said, pointing in each direction. I nodded, she threw me smile and I gave a faint one back.

"Oh, and, if you want to change the color of the rooms just tell me and I'll get some paint and a person to paint it." Skye said, "What color are the rooms?" I asked, I wasn't one to be picky but if it was too bright then I would have to paint it a different color. I only liked bright green.

"Most of this floor are shades of grey, white and black. The master bedroom is black and the guest bedroom is light grey. The rest of the rooms are white." Skye told me.

"Oh, okay."

"You don't want it changed?" Skye asked, I shake my head. "No, I like it like this."Skye smiles and nods.

At that moment, three guys come in carrying my luggage. Skye smiles devilishly at them. "Guys, set it down." She orders.

The three guys look up. One of them has bright green wavy messy hair and pitch black hair, the second has hazel eyes and hair - yet is incredibly handsome - and the last had white blonde hair with greyish-blueish eyes. All of them wore white t-shirts and denim jeans.

"Well, guys, meet Diane Green." Skye said, motioning to me. I waved awkwardly, the white blonde and the hazel haired guys gave me small smiles while the green haired guy scowled.

"Diane, meet Alexander Olivera," Skye said, motioning to the hazel haired guy who smiled at me, then she motioned to the white blonde. "That's James Cascabell," James gave me a small smile, Skye motioned to the last one, "That's Harry Jameson." Harry, the green haired guy, just scowled.