Disclaimer: Well, I am obviously not Ally Carter or Lisi Harrison because then I would probably be writing an actual book and not this...
A/N: THANK YOU 4everCrazy for being the only one besides my best friend who reviewed. Your one review meant so much to me so I am now writing because of you. ;)
Chapter 2
As soon as I walked into the principal's office I felt my stomach clench. I was beginning to realize that no matter what I would say or do I would be in trouble.
Miranda, the lady at the front desk, kindly welcomed. I knew her from the countless times I had interviewed here at this school for a full scholarship. She had long dark brown hair and always wore flowers to clip it back. She looked young to work there but a rumor had it that she graduated early because she was so smart.
"Good morning Miranda. I was wondering if I could see Principal Martin for a moment," I said. Now I know you are all wondering, isn't it Principal Burns? No, she moved away to Canada and is now replaced with the great Principal Martin. He is the favorite principal at OCD by far.
"Sure thing! Is it another club you would like to start at our school? I absolutely LOVED your idea for a self-defense class. I really hope it will be approved. Can't you just imagine the children learning how to fight?" Miranda said in that peppy way that was unique to her at OCD.
"Well, not exactly, I have something private to discuss with the principal." I said, trying not to sound quite as down as I felt.
I evidently failed because Miranda's expression automatically glumed.
"Well, in that case go right in." was her automatic response.
As I opened the heavy wooden door, I tried to get right to it.
"," I panted, getting it out in a string of long, confusing words. "iwas-"
"Hold on Kristin Gregory," the principal said, cutting me off. As he spoke I took a look at him. Today he was wearing a navy shirt with a crème colored tie. On some people, this combination would look disturbing, but on him he looked perfect because it matched his special style. "You need to slow down."
" I am REALLY sorry," I repeated, slowly this time,' I am the one who stole the test last night. I accept full responsibility and I realize that what I did was stupid."
Principal Martin just sat there on his chair and stared at me in awe.
"Why would you have to steal a test, you are the best student in the whole school, why you even received a full scholarship from Principal Burns, and you know how strict she was about just 'handing' those out."
I quickly made up an excuse about how I was too busy with soccer practices to study because I was aiming at showing the coach how good I was because I was hoping to become the Captain next year.
I ended my very dramatic speech with: "I acted foolishly because I did not want to get a bad grade."
He supposedly "let me off easy' and I was only suspended for a week.
The bad news was that he told my mom.
***Time Resumes***
So here I am now.
My mom is so mad at my one week suspension that she decided to take me out of the school. I mean come ON, it was one week, I am sure I could survive.
But no.
She is taking me out of OCD, a place I have finally made friends and I was popular and she was placing me into a prestigious school full of snobs; otherwise known as the Gallagher Academy for Girls.
It was one of the many places that I had received a full scholarship to. Apparently, I have the "special quality" that was needed to be accepted there. Whatever that was.
My mom told me that I had one more day in school before my suspension began.
Which meant I had one day to say goodbye to the greatest friends a girl could ever have and be sent to an all-girl boarding school an hour and a half a plane ride away from where they lived.
The next day as I walked inside the school, everyone seemed to know about "The Great Kristen Gregory's Suspension" as they liked to call it.
What they didn't know was that I would be leaving the school forever. I decided not to tell my friends until lunchtime. I was not sure how they would take it.
At lunch, my friends welcomed me with their usual vigor. Little did they now the news I was about to announce.
As soon as I opened my mouth; however, Claire's new BFFL, Layne, basically hopped into the seat next to me. Whatever, I thought, I will just go ahead and say it, everyone will find out soon enough anyway. I just thought I would tell my friends first.
"Guys, my mom is sending me to a new school. Forever. She doesn't want me to talk to you guys again because she seems to know I stole the test for you." I said.
"WHAT? YOU stole the test!" Layne yelled to basically the whole school. " And now she's sending you AWAY?"
"First of all Layme, can you talk any louder, I mean honestly.
Second of all Kristen, how, she can't do that to you." Massie said.
"Actually, I think she can 'cause she already did. I'm leaving tomorrow and if I am lucky I might actually be able to fly back here once every year or two." I said, not finding it sarcastic at all.
After that, lunch ended. We all went our separate ways and vowed to text during class. (This was not something I usually did for fear of missing a part of the lesson and for getting in trouble but I figured how much more trouble could I be in anyway?)
As soon as I stepped into History class, my phone phone whet off. I took it out of my back, stopping for a moment to admire my ah-mazing zebra case.
(A/N: IM name refresher:
massiekur= Massie
holagurll= Alicia
bigredhead= Dylan
clairebear= Claire
sexysportsbabe= Kristen)
massiekur: ~OMG! No way is she takin' u from us!~
holagurll: ~Point!~
sexysportsbabe: ~There is no way to stop her. I'm leavin' 7 tonight!~
bigredhead: ~well then don't get on the plane~
sexysportsbabe: ~oh yeah, well genius what's your idea on how to do that, hmm?~
bigredhead: ~idk, just a thought~
clairebear: ~you all type everything too fast, it's hard to catch up!~
massiekur: ~well maybe if u didn't type everythin' out, it would be easier...~
clairebear: ~watevs~
sexysportsbabe: ~well, i'mma go there tonight and then we'll txt + figure out the rest.
Kk?~
massiekur: ~kk~
holagurll: ~POINT! (Kk)~
bigreadhead: ~kk~
clairebear: ~Alright Kristen.~
That night, after I had bid farewell to my friends and family, I arrived at what seemed to me like a castle. It had huge brick gates around it, probably meant to intimidate everyone who even saw it.
I was scared that my mother had sent me to a military academy.
A/N: Hope you all liked the second chappie! I'll try to have it up sooner next time, I promise!
Question for you all:
As you know, she went to Gallagher Academy. While there should she acquire a boyfriend, 'cause I can conveniently type one in for her...
If so, who should it be?
Open to any other suggestions, PM or hit the ever-amazing BLUE BUTTON.
Come on, you all see it. I'm sure you can do it!
XOXO
Anna
Final Word Count: 1,311 (Long for me!)