I decided to do an AU story to see if I find these stories easier. Please give it a chance! I feel like I've really developed and grown as a writer.
Sabrina's Pov
"I don't want to go to this new school, Peter you don't understand!" I exclaimed loudly.
"Just think." Peter replied, kicking his feet up and putting them on my desk chair. "We'll be in school together for once, don't you want that?"
"Yeah, but you are going to have other friends too, and-"
"So, you can help me deal with Robin!" Peter interrupted brightly.
"Well... I guess I'll just have to deal, come on, we're gonna miss the bus" I said, rolling my eyes and picking up my backpack.
I ran to the stairs and slid down the banister, Peter following closely behind.
Peter and I have been best friends since we were five years old, and now we were starting middle school. The only problem is, Peter had always gone to a private school, so once I had finished Elementary school my Mom decided to follow Peter's parents example and shove me in a school with Peter.
We had the money, that's not the problem, I just had so many friends in my old school and although I knew going to school with Peter would be super fun, I was going to miss all the friends I had had since Kindergarten.
I walked into the kitchen and quickly grabbed an apple, kissed my Mom on the cheek and ran to the door. Peter was standing and tapping his foot and I rolled my eyes at him.
Then I saw a big yellow bus stop in front of my over-sized house.
I ran outside and on to the bus, Peter pushing me aside to jump on the bus first. Not that I cared, he would just have to sit on the inside of the seat.
I watched my house slowly disappear in the distance. We had moved out of our cottage when I had turned five and moved into a gigantic mansion. There were six levels, not counting the Attic and Finished Basement. I had gotten used to the luxury, but I still wished people's jaws didn't hang so low when they saw where I lived.
I was silent sitting next to Peter. I think he sensed my uncomfortable state of mind and decided to leave me alone.
We drove up to the huge boarding school and for once, I was in awe of where I would be sleeping.
It reminded me of Hogwarts, but more modern and less medieval. It was a brick building with marble trimming and columns in front of the entrance that looked Greek. In golden trimming there was a plaque that read Greenstone School for Gifted Children.
I wasn't exactly what you would call Gifted, I mean I'm a decent singer and all, but... not exactly Gifted School worthy. Oh well, the money had already been spent.
I was really tired, but Peter grabbed my hand and pulled me through the doors of the school.
The hall was even more grand than the entrance. There was a high ceiling with a sunroof that reminded me of the Smithsonian. The floors were marble and there was a Main Office with oak desks.
"Come on, we'll find out who you're rooming with!" Peter exclaimed.
"Okay, okay!" I said, allowing him to pull me through the doors into the Main Office.
The office smelled of carpet and new books, a smell that reminded me of home, and of the immense library that was in it.
Peter didn't even stop to take it all in, he just walked right up to the desk. "We would like to know where our rooms are. Our names are Sabrina Grimm and Peter Janesmith" Peter said rudely.
But the secretary still smiled. "Sabrina, you will be with Bella Amphibian in room G11, Peter, you will be rooming with Robin Goodfellow in room B54."
Peter's jaw dropped open. It was just his luck that he got put with his arch enemy. Now all that I would be hearing for the next year would be how annoying Robin was acting.
I expected Peter to demand his room switched, but he just stormed out of the room without me.
I sighed. "Helpless" I muttered to no one in particular.
"I think it's more than that, Honey" the Secretary smiled at me.
I gave her a questioning lopsided grin. With that I headed towards the door, not really paying attention to where I was going.
I walked right into two teenagers. One of them was a girl and she had green eyes and blonde hair.
The other was a boy with messy, shaggy blonde hair and blue eyes, with a cocky grin permanently etched on his face.
"Sorry" I mumbled, walking out towards where Peter was sitting on the staircase brewing.
He kept running his hands through his red hair. I smiled at his antics and sat down beside him.
"Look, it's not a big deal, we'll both live through it.
Little did she know that was hardly the case.
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