Chapter 1
Reagan POV
I was not happy right now. My whole world was getting turned upside down.
My mom just passed away 3 days ago from cancer. And now it's just me and my step dad.
I have nothing against him. He just doesn't exactly know how to have a kid and be a parent. And I don't know him that well.
He had only been married to my mom for about a year. And I've always just felt weird about having him as my step dad.
He never did anything wrong. It's just because of my past experience with my dad. He was verbally abusive of me and my mom, and that's why they got a divorce.
My step dad is the head of this school. It's called Dalton Academy. And it's an all boys school.
He broke the news to me last night that he was enrolling me there. We argued for a solid hour, but I couldn't change his decision.
I'm fine with it being a boarding school and having him be in charge and whatever. But it's an all boys school! How is it fair that he's making his step daughter go there?
Today he was bringing me to the school to get my dorm assignment and my uniform. Today was Saturday, and I'd be starting classes on Monday. But I was moving in today, so it's almost like I start today.
"Reagan! Are you all packed and ready to go?" My step dad called.
"Yeah."
I brought my bags downstairs, and got in his car. And we drove to Dalton.
Later...
Reagan POV
I got my uniform, my class schedule, and my dorm assignment. My step dad walked me to my room, told me where his room was, and left me to unpack.
The only good thing about being here was that I got a room to myself. There was no way I was rooming with a boy.
Jeff POV
"Jeff, come on. It's almost time for dinner. You need to wake up," Nick said, shaking me.
I pushed him away, and pulled the covers over my head.
"Jeff..."
"Too tired..."
"I know you had a rough night last night. I get nightmares too sometimes. But you've been napping all day. Let's go get some dinner."
He pulled the covers off of me.
"Nick," I whined.
He threw some clothes at me.
"Get dressed."
I sat up, and shot him an annoyed look. I took my clothes and went to the bathroom to change.
After I had changed, I followed Nick down to the cafeteria. We got our dinners, and sat down near the back.
"Nick?"
"What?"
"Um... Is that a girl?"
He turned to look behind him.
"Uh... Yeah...? I wonder what she's doing here."
"Maybe she's new."
"Yeah..."
She got her dinner, and then didn't seem to know where to sit. There weren't any free tables anymore.
"Nick, go see if she wants to sit with us."
"Ok."
Nick got up and walked over to the girl. I thought she was really pretty. I'm just hoping she's nice. I've had way too many experiences with mean people. And I don't want any more.
Nick came walking back over with the girl.
"This is Reagan," Nick said, sitting down.
Reagan sat down next to him.
"Reagan, this is Jeff, my roommate," Nick said.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi."
"Jeff's a bit shy," Nick said.
"It's ok. I'm kind of shy too," Reagan said.
"So are you a student here?" Nick asked.
"Yeah. My stepdad is head of the school. And my mom just passed away so... I'm here now."
"Oh... Sorry about your mom," Nick said.
"It's ok."
"So what room are you in?"
"22."
"Oh cool! We're room 21, so we're right across the hall. If you ever need anything, you can ask us."
"Ok. Thanks."
"So did you get your schedule for school yet?"
"Yeah."
"We can see if we have any classes together. Jeff and I have most of our classes together."
"Do you have any other friends, or is it just you guys?"
"I have some other friends, but Jeff doesn't really. He's an introvert, and he usually just likes to hang out in our room."
"Oh, ok."
We finished up our dinners, and then we walked back up to our dorms together. Nick wanted to look at Reagan's schedule to see if we had any classes in common.
"Ok, so you have your first four classes with me and Jeff, the next two with Jeff, and the last two with me," Nick said.
"Ok, so you guys can help me find my classes?"
"Yeah, of course we can."
"Ok, thanks."
"No problem. So what are you doing for the rest of the night? Have you finished unpacking?"
"No. I still have more to unpack and organize."
"Ok. Well if you finish and you want to hang out or anything, we're across the hall."
"Ok. Thanks."
"You're welcome. We'll see you later, Reagan."
I followed Nick back to our dorm.
"You like her, don't you?" Nick asked.
"What!? No!"
"Then why were you staring at her the whole time?"
"I... Because I'm not used to seeing girls here."
Nick rolled his eyes.
"It's ok if you like her. I was just curious."
"Well I don't."
"Ok. Whatever you say..."
"I don't like her!"
"Calm down, Jeff. Have you taken your medication today?"
"No..."
"Jeff, you have to take it."
"I don't like it. It tastes weird."
"Well you need to take it because otherwise you get anxious and lose your patience and a whole bunch of other bad things."
I sighed.
"It's not my fault..." I mumbled.
"I know it's not. It's your stupid father's fault. But your mom got a divorce from him, so you don't have to worry about him anymore. But you still need to take your medication."
Nick gave me the bottle, and I took my medication.
"Did you finish your homework yet?"
"No... I can't figure out the math..."
"Ok. That's what I thought. How about I help you with it, ok?"
"Ok... Thank you."
"You're welcome."