What if The Gallagher Academy was really a school for rich spoiled brats?
Cameron Morgan is your average rich girl, she has all the jewelry she wants she has a mansion by the beach and spends summers at her houses in different parts of the world from Dubai to Paris. She never acted spoiled but when her father died her mother sent her to PUBLIC SCHOOL! To any girl who has been to a private school all there lives this is what they call pure torture.
It was a start of a normal day once I woke up took my freshly ironed uniform brushed my hair then left for breakfast in the dinning hall, madam Dabney was as usual yelling at a freshman to place her elbows off the table. I might be a student for Gallagher academy for exceptional young women but that doesn't make me spoiled my family might own a couple of oil wells but that doesn't mean I should act annoying like Tina Walters who's parents own MTV. I walked up to my table and sat next to Anna, Courtney and the rest of the junior class.
"Miss. Morgan please report to the headmistress's office," said the annoying speakers, I went to the office to find the counselor and my mother. WHAT!
The councilor started talking and all I heard was "now honey please don't be angry but you will have to leave Gallagher"
"Ok what new boarding school will I got to?" I asked my mother
"Public school in Virginia" WHAT! Ok that is so not fair I don't hear anything its not like I'm even in the room. Great, I find out my father died then 1 year later they send me to public school.
"FINE" that's how I got sent to public school in Virginia. I hope they don't find out the whole truth.
- In Virginia-
I finally arrive to the small town of Virginia. My now 'home' is a mansion built 10 minutes away from the school it is like our other mansion a long drive the big stone walls and the big lawn. I walk inside expecting to find my mother waiting for me but all I found was a note
Cammie
Hope you like your new home sorry I cant be there I hope you like your new car I will come home as soon as I'm done with work.
-Mom
And guess what I found in the garage a Porsche Panamera next to my Cadillac from Florida. My room was nice a king size bed my Mac on the table (thank god) and my walk in closet is filled with cloth my stylist sent me from Paris, my stylist even placed my outfits in order of use. I pick an outfit I want to ware for school and get out my Marc Jacobs backpack and get a good night sleep before I have to go to public school.