Title: Capital Witch With a B
Author: It is I, Careful-with-the-Coffee
Summary: Savvanah Lexington is the new girl at Spencer Academy after Chase is blown to pieces. She is an upcoming director who takes her camera everywhere however, what happens when Reid uses anywhere and she gets him on tape. And when things were going so well with Tyler. Now, she has to fight between her career, her crush, and a nerdy new boy.
A/N: I was really contemplating on doing a girl enters Spencer Academy fic since it is in abundance. But, I think this one is kind of different. You'll see!
Chapter One...
From the time I rolled into Ipswich it seemed to rain alot. Rain wasn't anything new but I was used to intervals of sun. I had only been here for two weeks and was starting to revert into a ghost complexion. Grandpa however could careless about my tan. He could just throw money at it like my schooling. I hadn't had proper schooling since fifth grade. The year I graduated from elementary school my mother died. She had been sick since I was born but, she was a great lady even then. Her father who took me under his wing was a bit harsher. We travelled alot around the world since hosted a travel show. I had tutors until last year when he came back home. Home to Ipswich. The backcountry.
So finally, after settling down Grandpa enrolled me in his alma mater; Spencer Academy. I move in today and I'm no more excited than nervous. Not that I don't want to get away from grandfather but I'm having second thoughts.
"Savannah, could you point that machine elsewhere" Grandpa barked. The seconds thoughts sort of disappeared.
"It's a documentary Grandpa, I have to capture this moment as best as I can" I retorted, focusing on a thumping nerve in his forehead.
"Well as long as your being productive" Grandpa grumbled, and I nodded. "Got if from you papa" I flattered him. Grandpa responded well to flaterry and spoke about his academy days.
"I was the top of class. Spencer shaped me into the man I am today" He said, feeding me a line. I didn't take it though as I pulled back the focus on the video camera.
"I'm sure I'll take as much as you got from the academy" I replied, feeding him a line. Mitchell the driver smiled a bit into the rear view mirror. "We're close sir, should I pull up to the main building?" He asked.
"Yes, I would like to sit with the headmaster for a moment" Grandpa stated, and I turned off the camera. "Are we donating something else?" I asked, but my Grandpa just gave me the eye. A vicious tool he used to reprimand me with when I spoke too much. I averted my eyes to one of my beaded braids on my hair. A little something from Carribean when Grandpa had done a segment there. He wasn't pleased at all to see them so I took most of them out. But I kept three of them in the front. The shells matched my orange hair and the freckles. Yes, I have freckles. But I grew out of obsessing over them a long time ago.
"We're here sir" Mitchell announced. So I immediately turned on the handheld facing it toward the large building. It was an academy down to the very last granite pillar.
I got out of the car doing a bit of a span across the campus. Very prestige indeed. I was the complete opposite and it showed. Tutoring had made me a very open child. I was the only one wearing bright colors in this campus of grey. Bright green to be exact. The same tone as the sour green apple Skittle. Vest, headband, and trainers to be exact. Maybe I should of took Grandpa's advice to change.
"Flabbergasted, I was too when I was younger" Grandpa pointed out, walking towards the main building.
I followed since I was bright little newbie that everyone side glanced. Grandpa either didn't notice or was too busy trying to ignore it. He felt no better once we entered the main building. It was filled with teachers who smiled at weakly but made no attempt to engage with me. My camera stayed in my hand, respectfully off. There was no purpose having them on since the inside resembled Dracula's castle. It was gothic to the tee which made it good background for a documentary.
I couldn't wait to get some good images on it when Grandpa steered me into a office. The headmaster was a middle age man that looked very disgruntled until he saw Grandpa's wealth. "Mr. Lexington, it is a pleasure to have you visit. Please have a seat." He BSd.
"I simply stopped by to get Savannah settled" Grandpa pointed out, taking a seat. "But of course," The headmaster smiled, and leaned over by the speaker in his desk. "Miss Angelo, please come escort Miss Lexington to her dormatories and make sure she is comfortable".
A frumpy little woman walked staying the by the door. I planted a kiss on Grandpa's white crown then followed the secretary. Obviously, she wasn't going to take me anywhere and simply, hand me off to someone else. But she didn't and left me to find it myself. I got outside into the fogfest where I turned on my handheld. The map of campus wasn't necessary since I wanted scope a bit. I stuffed my papers into knitted bag by my hip then continued. People didn't have much problems with being filmed around here. Except, for some.
"Get that camera out of my face!" snarled some girl. She was walking alongside some longhaired blonde who resembled a snake. I pulled the handheld back a bit, and the nasty couple passed. However, not without some words. "What a freak" She whispered, to her boyfriend.
"Takes one to know one" I muttered, "Focus on the hopeless couple".
Dsigruntled, I went back to the car where Mitchell helped me drag my things into my dorm. When we got there he promptly left since Grandpa beeped him wanting to go home. So I entered the room interuppting my roomate who froze. The girl was a chocolated haired girly in 'Ugh' boots and a miniskirt. She looked like she was ready to hit the town basically. I didn't want to interupt so I pulled my things in quietly as possible.
"Your Eliza's replacment?" She scoffed.
"I guess, I'm Savannah" I greeted her, pulling my bag stap over my head and tossing it on the bed.
"Roxanne. But seriously, your my new roommate?" It seemed the more she said it the less it sank in.
"Says so on my papers but, if you want to see them-" I began, reaching for my bag. But, Roxanne was barely listening as began to pace.
"But your not pretty at all!" Roxanne said, discouraged.
"Why? Was I supposed to be?" I asked, sitting down on my bed. It seemed my first year here would included an incredibly blunt roommate.
"Obviously, and now it's a quarter to six. I can't find a replacement for you at these hours." I moved back on my bed watching Roxanne lose her mind. She seemed to breaking down at the thought of not having a pretty roommate. I may of not have been pretty but I was cute. "Can you at least make yourself decent?"
"Are you expecting company because, I can just leave.." I pointed out, already sliding off my bed.
"No, I need you. It's double date and I really need to hook up this week" She babbled, as if I cared. She had called my unpretty. I didn't owe her anything but watching my ass leave.
"Well nice way of getting someone's help" I said, sarcastically. "So you will change?" She asked, anxiously.
"No, I don't know these guys who your 'hooking' up with. The last thing I need is to end up on the 6 o' clock news" I argued, fetching my handheld out of my bag.
"But your obligated as my roommate! And what the hell are you going to do around here!" My first arguement with my roommate and I had just got here. We we moving along so graciously.
"What kind of human being are you? We just met and your asking me to go on a double date with you...I could be some mental patient" I snapped.
"What kind of girl are you? Are you not interested in boys, is that it?" Roxanne who was glaring at me with her hands on her hips and I responded, "Yeah, I happen to be a huge lesbian".
She pursed her frosted lips about to argue when a knock sounded at the door. I focused my handheld on the door wanting to see who these gentlemen were. Even though I wasn't going a girl could still be curious. Roxanne slimmed her skirt down then opened the door.
"Hey" Roxanne said, softly. Her body was basically in the door blocking the handheld so I shut it off.
"Hey, you ready to go?" A male voice asked. Intrigued I decided to be a huge pain in the ass. I rolled off the bed going over to door opening it all the way. "Excuse me" I smiled, going past Roxanne who suddenly got tense.
Alright, Roxanne may have been unplesant but she wasn't a liar. These guys were very pretty. One of them was a short haired blonde who reeked of bad ass. The second was a cuddly little dark-haired guy who seemed a bit less outregous. "Excuse me, hey" I grinned, walking past the boys.
"So you guys ready to go?" The blonde asked, turning to Roxanne.
"I don't know. She's new and I don't know if she wants to come along" Roxanne pointed out bitterly. I halted turning towards to them not really wanting to go against my word. But what the hell was I going to do around here? I was below shallow but I could forgive myself later.
"Come on, we'll have some fun" The dark haired guy said, smiling at me.
"Sure, just let me get my bag". I walked past Roxanne who was sporting an all knowing smirk which I wasn't proud of. But I got my bag slipping my handheld inside. If I was going to do this documentary no stone could be left unturned. When I walked out Roxanne was in the arms of the blonde already. She worked fast however I simply walked in step with the dark haired kid. He introduced himself as Tyler and the blonde was Reid.
A/N: Chop Chop, Judo Chop. So you know how this song and dance goes. Read and Review.