Geoff Polanski walked over to the train compartment I was sitting in and greeted me in his usual 'party' boy slang. 'Duncan my man what's up?' I pulled out my ipod earphones and replied 'The usual, as in not caring'. Geoff looked somewhat shocked as he barely muttered 'Did you even look at this year's brochure?' I looked up and grinned and once again replied 'Do you think I look at the school's stupid brochures, because I never have and I never will.' Geoff shrugged 'I guess I can't tell you about the exchange students then.' He said trying to be persuasive. 'There are even girls coming' he added as the final touch. 'We have girls here to you know Geoff. I thought about the girls at our school we only had about 100 girls and only 5 of them were remotely cute.
There was Lindsay Morgan the prettiest and richest girl in school but Mother Nature was fair and made her as dumb as can be. Heather Melville was next, she was kind of cute but she was the meanest chick who ever lived, even her own parents hated her and after one date so did I. Lorie Winifred was the school photographer with the most perfect black curls and tanned skin, put she took so many pictures of you it felt like you had been at a photo shoot instead of a date. Jeanie Webster was a beautiful red head with a short pixie cut, but she was so smart I couldn't understand a word she said. Anna Coles was one of the prettiest girls who ever lived, she had perfectly shinny straight blond hair and amazingly smooth and blemish free skin. But she was quiet and often acted strange, almost like Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter (DON'T ASK HOW I KNOW OR I'LL HAVE TO KILL YOU!) And then there was Gwen. Gwen is pretty, smart and artistic but she like my sister so I couldn't date her… maybe.
'Okay dude sorry to take you out of dream land but the snack attendant is here and she wants to know if you want anything to eat' I shook my head and muttered 'yeah I'll take a Pepsi and some chips'. Geoff ordered the same and we began to munch on our snacks but were interrupted by the screen to our compartment opening. It was Gwen. 'Hey guys, our compartment got a little crazy after Izzy came in, mind if we squeeze in here with you guys' she asked. 'And by we you mean Trent, right' I questioned. She shook her head. 'Sound awesome' Geoff shouted as Trent and Gwen walked into the now slightly crammed compartment. And the 4 hour ride to Admiral Campbell's academy for the talented began
(4 hours later)
I raced out of the train and headed towards the Greenwood campus. After a elevator ride to the 2 floor I found my room, room 130. At my school each student gets there own private room, it's pretty cool we get to decorate it the way welike. At age four I painted my room completely black and gave the queen sized bed a black comforter with a white skull in the middle, it matches the t-shirt I'm wearing currently. I open the door with the pass key and discover my room is way cleaner than I left it. Thank god for cleaning ladies. On my bed sits binders, textbooks, other school supplies, and a letter. I open the letter only to discover I have another hour left to pack, but in my book I take an hour and fifteen. I look on the computer desk and see a brand new mac laptop with skulls all over it, a note reads A present for all students in eleventh grade, only one more year to go. Congratulations, Duncan James. Whatever. I go in to my bathroom and on the sink sits a basket filled with each student's essentials like shampoo, deodorant etc. I look into the mirror and run my fingers through my mohawk, it may not be school appropriate hair, but after five years Principle Reggie had become used to it. Then I remembered the most horrible thing about bordering school; uniforms. I look in the closet to see a black jacket with a white undershirt and a navy blue tie the pants and shoes are black too. There are four other variations of shirts but the pants stay basicly the same. This is probably one of the best uniforms I've had since every year back the uniforms were red. I glance at the clock it reads four fifteen. It's time to make my entrance.