"Finally here!" Margaery was very excited for the new adventure that awaits her. She runs to the campus of her new school and is at awe when she arrived. It was her first time to be out in such a big place filled with young nobles. Of course, people would think she is also a noble since she is disguised as a male with her wig and flat chest, surely no one noticed that she was a girl.
"Oomph!" Margaery cried. Apparently a senior student bumped into her and she didn't notice him coming.
"Watch it! You just bumped into a prefect you know! We're in a hurry to greet the new student" said the prefect's fag. She looked at him and noticed his spiky hair and he had a line that is drawn across his left eye. After screaming at Margaery, he was then subdued by his prefect.
"Hey Cheslock, it's alright. He's the new student here. You're Maximillian Mountbatten right?" Gregory interrupted. "I am Gregory Violet, prefect of the Violet Wolf house and this is Cheslock. I assume you already know that you are a part of my dorm aren't you?"
All she could do was nod and stare at her feet. In all honesty, the two men in front of her intimidated her and if she spoke up they might doubt her because of her voice.
"Well then follow me you would have to meet the principal and hear his welcome speech." Gregory said to her while ushering her to the principal's office.
"Mountbatten, welcome to Weston College." A deep raspy voice greeted her as she made her way inside the office.
"This is a high-class public school protected by tradition and discipline. From the moment you enter, you have to obey the rules. Normally, the principal would give you the welcome speech, but since he is busy...I will be representing him. I am the vice principal, Johan Agares." Said the voice, which Margaery finds quite eerie.
"The principal decides all matters within the school." Said the Green dorm prefect.
"These decisions are absolute." Continued by the Red Dorm prefect.
"And we, the prefects, have been chosen by the principal to govern the school." Said by the Blue dorm prefect while pushing up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"A rather unpleasant job in which we have to subdue all trouble." Gregory said in a low, monotone voice.
"This has been our tradition since the school's founding. And…" Mr. Agares, the vice principal, added.
"Tradition is absolute!" The five men in the room said in chorus.
"Do you swear to keep to the rules of our school and obey our tradition and discipline?" Mr. Agares asked.
Margaery hesitated to open her mouth, but instead she cleared her throat and tried her best to make her voice deep like a man "I do."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hi. I'm sorry if this chapter is short. I'll try to make it longer next time. And I know my writing is quite crap… so I'm really sorry