This room is completly white, how am I suppose to keep it clean? Still, it's nice that they are going to let me stay here, even when I finish school. I wonder what it will be like?
This is what I thought as I got dressed into my uniform. It was suppose to be a guy's uniform, but on me, it looked like a girl's. The cloth fit snuggly around all my proper feminine curves and the pants were just a little too long. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I looked pretty I went over to my bed and decided whether to make it or not. After deciding that it didn't matter for right now, I packed up the messenger bag that they gave to me with the books and materials they gave to me also. Then I went to pack my stetchbook, just in case I ever had time inbetween or during classes to draw, when I noticed, I don't have it, and I don't think I ever brought it to me room with me. I started to panic, knowing that I probably lost it in the hallways that all looked the same and would most likely never find it again. "No!" I whisper-yelled to myself, "I can't lose that! It's like a stetchbook filled with all my emotions! It's almost like a picture diary!" Then I stopped myself from doing the whole grief game, and tried to look on the bright side of things. " It's okay. Even if someone did find it, I doubt they would be able to figure out the emotions hidden behind the pictures in there. I'll go out today after school and, no, wait, I can just ask them for one. They did say that if I needed anything, to just ask Will or Grell." It was then that there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Miss Ebony, are you decent?" Will's calm voice said, audible through the thickness of the door. I through my bag's strap over my shoulder after closing it.
"Yes, I'm fine, you can come in," I answered, checking myself in the mirror one last time and deciding to put a headband in. I was just putting in a thick violet headband with blood red roses on it, when Will opened the door.
He was holding a eyeglasses case in his right hand and some a paper in his left one. I turned to face him and smiled, "Goodmorning, Will, where is Grell?" I asked because I thought from yesterday that they might work together.
"Goodmorning, Ebony, nice to see you are completly ready for the day. Grell is not here because he would never dare to wake up early." He held out the contents of his hand to me. "These are your fake glasses, please put them on now. This is your schedule with a map of the building on the back. I am here to take you to your first class and get some one to help you get around for your first few days."
" Thank you," I said taking the glasses, putting them on and then putting the case in my bag. Then I took the schedule and folded it into a small square and put it into the pocket on my right breast. "Well, I'm ready to go," I told Will.
"Okay,follow me," he said, holding the door for me. I was just outside the door and he had closed it for me, when he stopped me. "Oh, Miss Ebony, I almost forgot," he started as he pulled a key from a pocket inside his jacket. "This is the key to your room. You can lock it from both the inside and outside." He then handed me the key and I immediatly turned to my bedroom door and locked it, afterwards putting the key into my breast pocket along with my schedule.
"Thanks," I muttered. All he did in response was fix his glasses.
"I am to escort you to your first class," he explained, " follow me." And so once again, I was following Will threw the school's hallways. The only thing missing this time, was Grell's wierd behavior and rude and creepy comments.
I didn't really pay attention at all to the stares and whispers directed at me. What should I care what the other people here think of me being here? There is nothing wrong with me being here. I'm not braking a law or anything like that. No, I am probably just making history. Will's voice telling me that we were at the classroom knocked me out of my thoughts. "Just wait right here, I'll inform the teacher that you are here," he said walking into the classroom. The second he walked in, the classroom exploded with whispers. I was trying to listen to what they were saying when Will said, " You can come in now."
Well, here I go. I took a deap breathe, let it out, and walked into the room, trying to be very confident.
When a girl walked in after Will coming in and talking to our instructor Theodor, I was extremely shocked and confused. I mean, why would a girl be here? Then the reality hit me, just as Will explained what I had just figured out.
"This is Ebony Hayfeather, and she will be joining your class. She is to be treated like any other student here, do you understand?" he explained to us while fixing his glasses. This made every guy in the class whisper to eachother.
"Yeah, don't treat me like a wimpy, ordinary girl! If I was like that, I wouldn't be here!" the girl named Ebony ordered. It was then I actually looked up at her from my smiley face doodle on the side of my notes page. She was actually a very stunningly intimidating with long, black hair with silver highlights and even though she was wearing a uniform similar to everyone elses, all her feminine curves were prominent. Thinking of all this made me blush because I had never noticed a girl in that way really. That might also be because I don't see girl's that often, since this is a guy school.
"Hey Ronald, are you blushing because you think the girl is hot?" my friend Gregory whispered to me, nuging my arm with his elbow in a teasing way.
"No," I quickly snapped back.
"Why don't you take a seat next to our top student, Ronald. Ronald, you are to catch Ebony up with everything we have learned so far this year by the end of tomorrow, understood?" the instructor yelled to me. Will had left now and Ebony was walking towards me to sit down in the empty seat to my right. "Uh, yeah, I'll do it Mr. Theodor, it will be hard to do that though, I don-" Mr. Theodor interupted me.
"That's why I chose you to do it, because you are our top student, and surely, it shouldn't be hard for you." I didn't anwer back. Obviously, this was some sort of stupid test or destraction from studying, since I am already extremely ahead. Ebony was now sitted next to me, getting ready to take notes. This is going to be a waste of my time.