The thing is, almost all of my other fic's have finished, which leaves me with nothing to do. So, I figured, why not start a new one. Yeah, that's the plan anyway, I haven't got the story quite finished yet, but I just wanted to get it started, so at the moment, I'll make it up as I go along. I hope you'll like it though.
Closed Worlds
Intro
Welcome to Wintworth Academy
School for boys and girls who's parents are to rich to raise them on their own.
Well, sarcasm aside, its not as bad as it sounds… All the time.
At first sight I guess that this school is pretty impressive. Standing by the iron gates, yes we do have iron gates, the complex seems to go on forever really. Basically its huge, but then again, space is pretty much needed when you run a school like they do. Which I will explain more about later.
We reside in private rooms, shared two and two, and if you're really lucky, you might even get to share it with someone you actually like. It takes a bit of work though, but its worth it in the end when you get away from, well, some of the less well-smelling students among us.
Now it might not sound like much, but it is a pretty good school. Education-wise anyway, I haven't really decided what I think of everything else yet, and this is my second year here. But I have high hopes for this one though.
Most of the pupils here have been going to the school since they were ten and will not leave until they're eighteen. That is a long, long time. I cant even imagine spending eight years within these walls. I really cant.
So, why have I only been here for a year then? Well, my parents thought that they could raise me and send me to a public school, but then realised that they had money and could pay someone to do it for them. It doesn't sound like the nicest thing to do, but honestly, I don't mind at all. Just to get away from my dad and all his 'future-plans' for me is like the best thing ever.
The school does come with the school-rules though, or the eight commandments as we like to refer to them as. Obviously there are many more rules, you cant have a boarding-school without rules, but these eight kind of sum it all up.
The school-rules or the eight commandments
1. There is to be absolutely NO contact between the female and male pupils.
2. Curfew: 22.00
3. Lights out 22.30, 23.30 on Friday and Saturday.
4. You are not allowed to run in the hallways
5. You are not allowed to have any food in your room
6. Your are to obey any teacher on the school-premises
7. You will be in class, ready to start, when the bell rings.
8. You must stay in uniform during school-hours, no casual clothing will be permitted unless on special occasion.
- Anyone breaking these rules will be punished -
Now lets see, how many of those do we actually obey? I'd say about 7/8. I mean, we are boys so, its kind of expected isn' it? You might wonder though, which one of the commandments that we actually follow. It might not be the one you think.
It is in fact number one. I know, it is quite hard to believe, but it is the way its always been done here at Wintworth.
Girls and boys don't interact, it is as easy as that. We don't even have classes together. Personally, I just think it's a cheap way for the school to run two separate boarding-schools, as one, without the students meeting. I do realise how stupid it sounds when you say it like this, but honestly I don't know how else to explain it. It just works like this, ok?!
You might think that at a school like this people would have found ways to meet, but actually not. The strictly no fraternising between boys and girls policy works.
Despite technically going to the same school, we hardly ever see each other. It really has reduced most of the older guys to, well… less like guys. Their hormone levels are down to zero and stuff. Its quite sad really.
When they do get out in the real world, and they can actually speak to the other sex, I honestly think its to much for some of them. There are stories about boys who have graduated and then got out into the real world and turned gay, just to stick to what they have been thought for most of their lives.
The way the school-system works, older students can get appointed higher positions, if they play their cards right, and get to run around and tell people what to do. Its really scary when you give a 17 year old that much power. It cant really go anywhere else but to their head.
Or it is, as I like to think of it, a way for future, pushy rule-followers to get a head start in that department of their life. In fact I think that all the teachers at this school are former students. Hence the whole get-ahead theory. You got to start young.
Oh before I forget, I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Dougie Poynter and I am one of the proud pupils attending this honorary school. And I am not like most students at this sex-deprived school. I mean, I am a boy and well I do like girls. Didn't see that one coming did you?
I have gotten really used to not being around them though, most days I don't even see any. And I do realise that this is kind of going against everything I said before, but I can actually feel my hormones slipping away from me. I will not forget though, this school might want to brake me down, but its just a matter of not letting it.
I just wish it was that easy. The whole 'I wont forget about girls' theory, worked for about my first week here, now I'm just like anyone else. Girls? Nah… Not really.
I spend most of my time with my friends and we do our best to pass time around here. Its not as easy as you might think, but like I said before, we have our ways to get around the rules they so badly want us to follow…
I just wished that applied to the no-girls rule as well. But, hey, you cant have anything in life, now can you?
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