Taylor looked around the car. Her older brother Theo, was sitting in the
front seat, having a conversation with their driver, Alex. Across the
seat, Thorn, her other older brother was sitting, nodding his head along to
the beat of the music playing from his disc man. She yawned, and glanced
out her own window, at the scenery she saw.
The change from Manhattan to Groton was a big one. School wouldn't be horrible, she was familiar with the campus and routines. This was Theo's sixth, and final year at Groton, and Thorn's third. Taylor hadn't gone in eighth grade like her brother's, but stayed in Manhattan to finish up at Nightengale.
She looked out the back windshield. The large black SUV that followed them held the three teenager's luggage, while they traveled in the limo. Her mother, and step father hadn't bothered to come a long. It was too much of a drive to bear, just about three hours.
They pulled into Groton School's main gates. Thorn took off his headphones and smiled, "home." He laughed.
She smiled. Thorn was her absolute best friend in the world. She never had to explain herself to him. He just understood. Perhaps it was the very small age difference between the two that explained their closeness. Maybe it was the fact that while Theo was away at Groton, they only had each other.
The car drove around the long circle to the headmaster's house where students were to gather to meet their Senior Advisors, and gain their dormitory assignments. Thron and Taylor got out of the car. He was greeted by his friend Henry Bloomfield almost instantly.
"Hey man." Henry said. "Hey Taylor."
Taylor gave a brief smile. She didn't want to associate with her brother's friends much at all. Henry had asked her out over the summer, when their families were vacationing in the Hamptons. She had said yes, but after only one date, she never spoke to Henry again. Henry's parents greeted Taylor and Thorn, and minutes later, Theo joined them.
The Bloomfield's made a simple exit, deciding it was time to bring Henry to his dorm. Taylor and Thorn stood in line of registration. Taylor watched as people flocked over to Thorn, greeting him with laughs and memories.
Taylor stood silently, smiling as if she had a clue who these people actually were. When she got up to the table, she gave her name to the woman.
"Taylor May, III form." She said, filling out a name tag.
"Nice to have you here Taylor. You're dormitory is Marks, room 217. I'm sure you're familiar with the campus. Marks is in Brooks House." The woman said. "Yes, I know."
"And you're senior advisor is Crosby Cook. If you just wait over there, he should be here soon."
"Thanks." Taylor cursed silently under her breath, "Theo!" She called, and walked over to him.
"What?"
"You chose Crosby as my advisor?" She asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong with that? Crosby's like family." He said, shoving his hands in his pockets.
Taylor rolled her eyes. "Yeah but-"
Too late. Crosby was heading over towards them. And the worst part was, he looked better than ever.
"Theo!"
The two hugged, and laughed. Taylor looked up at Crosby. She didn't remember him ever being that tall. "Hi Crosby."
A smile spread across Crosby's face. He hadn't seen Taylor since their spring vacation in St. Barts.the first time Taylor had gotten high. He remembered noticing her for the first time as a woman. Never had the thought crossed his mind that she could look like that underneath all those clothes. She had the body of a woman, and the face of a goddess. Crosby never told anyone how attracted to her he was. That would be insane.he would be eighteen soon, and she was what, fifteen? It was unheard of. But he still dreamt of having her.
And now she was in his grasp.
The change from Manhattan to Groton was a big one. School wouldn't be horrible, she was familiar with the campus and routines. This was Theo's sixth, and final year at Groton, and Thorn's third. Taylor hadn't gone in eighth grade like her brother's, but stayed in Manhattan to finish up at Nightengale.
She looked out the back windshield. The large black SUV that followed them held the three teenager's luggage, while they traveled in the limo. Her mother, and step father hadn't bothered to come a long. It was too much of a drive to bear, just about three hours.
They pulled into Groton School's main gates. Thorn took off his headphones and smiled, "home." He laughed.
She smiled. Thorn was her absolute best friend in the world. She never had to explain herself to him. He just understood. Perhaps it was the very small age difference between the two that explained their closeness. Maybe it was the fact that while Theo was away at Groton, they only had each other.
The car drove around the long circle to the headmaster's house where students were to gather to meet their Senior Advisors, and gain their dormitory assignments. Thron and Taylor got out of the car. He was greeted by his friend Henry Bloomfield almost instantly.
"Hey man." Henry said. "Hey Taylor."
Taylor gave a brief smile. She didn't want to associate with her brother's friends much at all. Henry had asked her out over the summer, when their families were vacationing in the Hamptons. She had said yes, but after only one date, she never spoke to Henry again. Henry's parents greeted Taylor and Thorn, and minutes later, Theo joined them.
The Bloomfield's made a simple exit, deciding it was time to bring Henry to his dorm. Taylor and Thorn stood in line of registration. Taylor watched as people flocked over to Thorn, greeting him with laughs and memories.
Taylor stood silently, smiling as if she had a clue who these people actually were. When she got up to the table, she gave her name to the woman.
"Taylor May, III form." She said, filling out a name tag.
"Nice to have you here Taylor. You're dormitory is Marks, room 217. I'm sure you're familiar with the campus. Marks is in Brooks House." The woman said. "Yes, I know."
"And you're senior advisor is Crosby Cook. If you just wait over there, he should be here soon."
"Thanks." Taylor cursed silently under her breath, "Theo!" She called, and walked over to him.
"What?"
"You chose Crosby as my advisor?" She asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong with that? Crosby's like family." He said, shoving his hands in his pockets.
Taylor rolled her eyes. "Yeah but-"
Too late. Crosby was heading over towards them. And the worst part was, he looked better than ever.
"Theo!"
The two hugged, and laughed. Taylor looked up at Crosby. She didn't remember him ever being that tall. "Hi Crosby."
A smile spread across Crosby's face. He hadn't seen Taylor since their spring vacation in St. Barts.the first time Taylor had gotten high. He remembered noticing her for the first time as a woman. Never had the thought crossed his mind that she could look like that underneath all those clothes. She had the body of a woman, and the face of a goddess. Crosby never told anyone how attracted to her he was. That would be insane.he would be eighteen soon, and she was what, fifteen? It was unheard of. But he still dreamt of having her.
And now she was in his grasp.
