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My eyes shot wide, if that was possible. I stared at the school, my emerald eyes darting from one building to another. My jaw dropped as several cars started to appear in front of me, they were posh looking; there were Mercedes, Porsche Caymans, Ferraris and Aston Martins. My mouthing was hanging open similar to a distorted 'O' shape.
I closed my mouth, probably still staring at these sport cars. I knew this school was rich, but I didn't know it was this rich.
Someone gripped my petite frame, I couldn't help but scream. This put me out of my misery and placed my attention on who was grabbing me. I turned and saw who he was. No surprise there. It was my brother.
He also stared wide eyes as well. And with that, I nudged him quite hard in the ribs which made him look constipated, clutching his stomach as I went to grab my bags from the car.
I giggled like a girl, just realising that I was dressed like a boy. This came back to my senses and I started to act all manly with my chest up and started to just dawdle towards my brother who was secretly trying to stop from bursting out laughing.
"Cut the crap!" I yelled back, making him laugh even harder than he already was. This time I was aiming at his face, but I pulled back knowing that several people were staring at me now.
After my brother nearly started to choke on his own saliva, I decided it was time for me to leave. This school was going to be amazing; I just knew it, besides the fact that it's called Prince Alfred Boys' College.
I turned around and saw my brother just standing there; he looked like a complete idiot. I grasped his arm and pulled him towards the car boot to help with my bags.
We started to walk to the front desk where I had to decide which dorm I wanted to be in, and not being a male, was extremely hard to fit in. Everywhere in the room, guys were saying hello, greeting each other with handshakes and fist pumps, some nodded and high fived one another.
Before I knew it, we were standing near the front desk; a lady was there, no older than 18, she was tall, even with the 8 inch heel she was wearing, long ebony hair which hung down to her stomach. As she looked up I smiled, knowing that she was a female, she had crystal blue eyes and was extremely pretty.
"Hello, I'm Isabelle Lightwood and I would be the front desk helper, so, if you need anything or even a chat, I would be right here, all year round." She said extending her hand out from the keyboard.
I shook it saying, "Hey, nice to meet you, I'm um…shit, I forgot I had to make up a boy's name, god dammit. But before I could answer her a familiar male voice was interrupted.
"His name is Aiden Fray." I turned around to face my brother once more, this time I smiled quite nicely towards him. Remembering that I have to say thank afterwards. Pheww, that was a bit close.
"Hey bro." I said quickly before it was a bit awkward.
"So, I guess I'll be going now, see you in the holidays when you get back. Have fun, but don't mess around or party all night, got it?" He asked at the end. I nodded in response.
Before he left he bought the luggage in, messing my hair up and said, "Behave, do what you need to do, and make sure no one suspects you as a girl." With that, he left.
I stood there trying to figure out which dorm I should be in. Before I knew it was happening, a group of guys, similar age as myself was running up towards me, some had capes, some wore make-up and others had a rose in their mouth. I turned to run but was blocked by another group of people running towards me on my other side; this group wore taekwondo clothes, black belts and holding wooden sticks, which I was guessing, were not a very good sign.
Both of the leaders stood out from the groups, separating from the others and they started to argue.
"What do you think you're doing?" Said the muscular one, out of the two.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question?" The other one said.
I took this great opportunity to dart from the two groups; I raced as fast as my legs could take me, not looking back from where I ran from.
Now I realised this school was not so much amazing after all. What is wrong with these people? I don't understand how people can survive this torture for a year.
This is going to be a long year, not to mention, a painful one at that.
I kept running until another boy started to walk towards me. I felt the urge to hide behind a bench and placing my bag as a shield.
He snickered, still walking closer towards me. He was at least a head taller than me, brown hair which had highlights in them; his eyes were hazel and very intriguing. He wore, what appeared to be, baggy shorts, running shoes and a white and black top.
I was about to bolt, but he stopped where he was. Okay, this is weird; I thought to myself, my breathing was deeper than usual. I dropped my bag and clutched my knee, trying to catch my breath.
"You can run, but they would find you soon. You're the new kid right? Well, I'm Daniel Rosa, head of Dorm 2, nice to meet you." I stood there staring at him, he took my hand and shook it, it was firm but it didn't hurt.
"Oh, umm…yeah, I am. How'd you know?" I asked, still shocked from the kindness this boy was giving me.
"Each semester, we have several transfers, the only way to tell them apart, is when their running around the school, being chased by Dorms 1 and 3. Come over here." I didn't move, so he dragged me to the doors of a gym.
I gazed at him, not knowing what to expect from this school any more. He took a remote control out of his pocket, and just before I was going to get hit in the head, he pushed me back. I stumbled but caught my balance after he grabbed my waist. I cringed, immediately he let me go.
To my surprise, a large thing appeared in front of me. I didn't know what to do, I walked up towards it, and bent down to see the other side, there was nothing. But when I got my posture back, I saw a map of the school.
"There are 3 sections; the first was Dorm 1's area, this is the Performing Arts group, Dorm 2, over here, is sports, mainly soccer and last is the taekwondo group." He finished off saying and indicating the areas.
"What Dorm is Jace Lightwood in?" I asked not trying to sound like a stalker.
"He's in Dorm 2, sports; like me." After that, he pushed a button and it went back up again.
"So, Dorm 2 it is then." I finally made a decision.
"Great, I'll show you around to your room. I think there's only one room left that has someone in there, we have to share rooms you see. Two people per room, there's a shower, 2 single beds and a wardrobe for each person."
We walked side by side. Him telling me where everything is and most things about the school, he asked where I came from, what school I transferred from and all that stuff.
"….arghhh!" I shouted.
"What?"
I pointed at a guy who was sitting at the dining table.
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