Hey! This is my first AA fic. It's like, ten years into the future , and their is a whole new set of Alphas, at...Elite Institute! Hope you enjoy and PLEASE review! It means alot! Oh, and Skye, Charlie and Allie are gone now.
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Los Angeles, CA
1320 Carroll Ave.
Monday, August 2nd
8:29 a.m.
Natalie McGuire had just finished her fat free bagel and jam when her mother's heels clacked against their glossy hardwood floors.
"Honey, a package has arrived for you. Why Lucia didn't pick it up, I'm not sure." She frowned. Giselle McGuire handed Natalie the fat, rectangular package.
Nat grinned and placed it in her lap, but then took a sip of her bubble tea. "Nattie, don't you want to open it?" She shook her head and rolled her eyes in disgust at her mother's nickname. "Probably from Nicole."
Nicole was Natalie's friend from Colorado. She kept sending Nat letters and packages. It was getting on her nerves. Nat's father walked in. "Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name?" Michael McGuire greeted as he kissed her on the top of her head.
"Family, I have some exciting news," He said once Nat's 16-year-old sister Isobel came down. "Larry is moving the company to Australia, so guess where we're moving? AUSTRALIA! We'll be leaving in 3 months and living in Sydney!" Nat's mother was grinning ear to ear.
Once Isobel processed it, she jumped on her chair and did a funny kind of dance. "Yes! Hot Australian guys with adorable accents! Amazing tanning!"
Nat just sat there, stunned. Then she exploded. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? WHAT ABOUT ARIANNA, HEATHER AND PAIGE? I CAN'T JUST PACK UP AND LEAVE! YOU GUYS ARE TRYING TO RUIN MY LIFE!"
Nat couldn't just leave her friends Paige, Heather and Arianna. They had been friends since she had moved from Colorado 5 years ago to Los Angeles, California.
Before she could burst into tears in front of her whole family, Nat raced upstairs, crumpling the gold paper on the package.
Once she was locked inside of her room, Nat sniffled and sat on the edge of her bed, being careful not to ruin her duvet.
She placed the package in front of her. Carefully peeling off the packing tape, Nat carefully took off the top of a large box.
Sitting on top was a thick envelope. It had swirly gold script, which read Natalie McGuire. Sealing the envelope was a green wax seal and embossed in that was the letters EPI.
Making sure not to ruin the seal, Natalie opened the letter. Cream-colored paper was inside, and Nat read the letter.
ELITE PREPARATORY INSTITUTE
Dear Ms. McGuire,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to EPI, the most prestigious institute in the entire world. You have been selected out of over two thousand applicants, along with 99 other girls. EPI stands for Elite Preparatory Institute, but also Eloise Priscilla Ickleberry, my full name.
I have created EPI for alphas all over the world just waiting for their potential. This school will prepare you for the rest of your lives. Make it through the required years, and you can do anything your heart desires.
Every girl is a beautiful rose, even if right now, you are an ugly weed. Every girl can blossom and grow, if they're watered with the right skills and knowledge.
Orientation begins August 23rd. All you need is your confidence and lip-gloss. The rest will be in provided. Enclosed is an FYI-pod, which will explain everything else.
Failure to meet the required as mentioned above, and you will face expulsion.
Sincerely,
Eloise P. Ickleberry
Eloise P. Ickleberry
President Of Ickleberry Empires
Complete Supreme Elite
And under that was a hand held that looked like it was dipped in Mercury, thinner than a piece of cardboard.
Natalie couldn't believe it. She had sent in her application months ago (6, to be exact) with Heather, Paige, and Arianna, not expecting a reply. But here it was, right in front of her very eyes!
And Paige was so sure she would get a letter. So how had Nat gotten one? Paige was more glamorous: Beautiful, intelligent, fierce. It made Nat wonder.
The quirky billionaire had announced the opening of the Institute on her talk show, Searching For Answers With Eloise P., and in her memoir, A Berry Farm: Nurtured and Watered. Ever since, girls everywhere wanted to get in. She was the CEO of Compete4theElite Inc., and her role model-slash-grandmother was Shira Brazille.
Truth be told, Nat needed a little watering. She was second in command in her clique. Paige had always been Alpha, deciding everything.
Finally, her chance to shine. Nat's future flashed before her eyes: Signing autographs, posing with adoring fans, flashbulbs popping, and owning the stage.
Eloise had created the exclusive boarding school to keep her grandmother's legacy alive, and to grow aspiring actresses, musicians, models, figure skaters, writers, gymnasts, chefs, and singers.
Natalie let out a squeal of delight. She rushed downstairs. Giselle was holding Michael's hand. "Mom! Dad! I've been accepted to EPI! Guys, look!" She thrust the fancy paper in front of her mother's face; momentarily forgetting she was about to move across the world.
"Nat a tat tat! That's wonderful honey!" Michael pulled his daughter in an embrace, wrinkling her new DKNY tank top. But she didn't care.
Soon enough, Paige, Heather and Arianna would be licking the ground she walked on, and she'd finally be alpha. Just 22 more days.
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