Hello guys! New author, first attempt at a story. Non-canon, it does NOT go by the plot of the movie. Fair warning.
Aubrey glanced once more around the large hall, in which sat quite a few students and a smaller number of teachers. She smirked. Welton had opened its doors to her and her alone, probably as a test, but she had accepted gratefully. She was to finish her schooling there, and if there was no trouble, there would be more like her appearing through the halls that had once been purely male. She finished the hymn an octave above everyone else, then sat down to listen to Mr. Nolan speak.
"This school has always been about tradition," he started, letting his voice ring throughout the hall. "Tradition in the sense that this has always been a school for young men." He glanced over at her and smiled, almost wistfully. "This year, tradition has been abandoned, and we have made room for a young lady to study here. I trust that you will make her feel welcome, as she is a leader among young women. If she does well here, you may very well begin to see other girls in our school by next year."
As he droned on and on, addressing the rest of the boys, she felt quite a few pairs of eyes on her. She looked around for a moment, recognizing what was happening - a few of the ones she was sitting around searched for her with their eyes, then grinned and whispered to their friends. Before she knew it, half of the boys were watching her.
Once his speech was completed, she left quickly, heading toward her room to unpack. No sooner had she unzipped her suitcase than she heard voices in the hall.
"A girl? Here? Nolan must be losing his mind."
"I've heard she's a lesbian."
"She's living in this hallway, I think."
She smirked and brushed her long, brown hair away from her face, going back into the hallway. "She's not a dyke," she called to the few boys standing there. "But yes, she's living right here." She closed the door behind her and raised an eyebrow.
A taller boy with dark hair stepped in front of her. "Ah, so this is the lady! Charlie Dalton, at your service," he said, mocking in his voice and his movements. He bowed slightly in false courtesy, kissing her hand gently. "These are my friends - Todd Anderson, Neil Perry, Knox Overstreet, and Meeks and Pitts. Call them my minions, if you so choose."
She nodded to each of them, smirking. "Aubrey Smith," she murmured, taking her hand back.
"What brings you to the hallowed halls of Hellton?" Neil asked, gesturing around him at the dark doors and the few boys crowded around her.
She shrugged. "I was a test subject. Best in my year at Ladywood, a girls' school not far from here, they asked me to come and see if girls at Welton was a good idea."
Charlie was already eyeing her, a wolfish grin appearing on his face. "I'd say it is so far."
"Don't get your hopes up, Dalton," she laughed. "I'm smarter than you think.
Charlie just smirked. "I'll remember that. I'm right next door, so knock after dinner, I'll show you around. Good to meet you, Aubrey," he called, winking as he turned for his room.
She laughed. "You too, boys. See you tonight." She retreated to her room to unpack at last.