Author Notes: This is just information that will help you understand the story or more in particular this chapter a little better.
The Dragon is going to be a club for teens and young adults – It will not be illegal to go there.
I wanted to put in some background characters for the first two chapters. I won't be making every other chapter from Andie and Chase POV, like I did with the first two.
Andie and the gang are juniors, ranging in ages 16 and 17.
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1…And I also forgot to add that I do not own or make any profit by putting Bolshoi Ballet Academy in my story. I am simply using it and will return it when I am finished!! :)
From Chapter 1 and 2
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
"I'm Chase, are you new around here?"
Day 1 Part 1
Andie's POV
As the dirty blonde headed boy sticks his hand out to me, I bring my focus back to him rather than the building that I am about to enter. I place my hand into his outstretched one.
"I'm Andie, and yes this is my third week being in this town." I really don't want to give too much information away. I know the first time that I tell someone here that I attended Bolshoi they will know that I come from money.
"Well, how do you like it so far?" He is very polite.
"It's okay. I'm just trying to learn my way around the town. Have you lived here for a while?" I have been riding with Sarah everywhere that she goes just to learn where I am going. I wouldn't want to get lost; some of the places around Sarah's home don't exactly look like I want to be found alone in them.
"Yeah, my mom and dad moved here with my older brother, so I've lived here my whole life." He says this as I hear the sound of a bell going off. I look up at the double doors one more time before slowly making my way up the stairs.
"Well, Chase, it's been great talking to you, but I think that was the bell signaling that I was late for class. I still have to go to the office to pick up my schedule. So…I'll see you around." I state, I really need to get going.
"Do you know where the office is?" He asks, smiling.
"Not exactly, I have been to the counselor's office to enroll but that was a couple of weeks ago and I am really not sure how to find it again." I say, his smile is very infectious. I can't help but smile back at him.
"Well, how about I walk you, I have to go there anyway." He replies, he extends his arm and holds out his hand as if for me to precede him. When we get to the doors he holds one open for me so that I can walk through it.
As we walk through the doors there is a long hallway, I can still see some students trying to find their classes. I don't think that the teachers will mind though with it being the first day of school and all.
"So where did you go to school last year?" He asks, I think about telling him Bolshoi but I say the first thing that comes to my mind.
"Woodland High School. It's in Salisbury." That is the name of the public high school that I would attend if I didn't go to the Academy. We continue down the hallway until he take the first right and I follow him up the set of stairs that take us to the second floor.
"Why did you move here, then?" Man, he sure does ask a lot of questions.
"My mom died from cancer a month and a half ago, so I am living with her best friend Sarah and her son Charlie." I was going to make up some kind of story about my mom taking a job elsewhere, but she means too much to me to lie about her memory. As soon as we get to the top of the stairs, he motions for me to go left and that is when I recognize all the windows with adults running around. It must be the office.
"I'm sorry to hear that." He truly does sound sincere about it. He has been really friendly to me. "Well, here we are. This is the office; just hope you never have to visit this place for getting into trouble." He smiles to let me know that he is joking. He opens the door for me again and I walk in, with him following behind me. I walk up to the counter and an elder lady smiles at me.
"Can I help you with something dear?" She looks me over and sees my outfit and its obvious by her face that she doesn't like the fact that I chose to wear a red tank top and a pair of gray sweatpants. She reminds me of the mean grandma that every family has; that thought leaves my head because as soon as she asks this question she sees Chase behind me.
"Mr. Collins, please tell me you have not already got detention for being late. It is only the first day of school boy." She turns her focus back on me. Talk about Bi-Polar disorder.
Chase looks at me for help and starts stuttering. I have to speak up for him, he has been a really big help today already.
"Ms…." I realize the lady never told me her name.
"Ms. Hazelrigg." She replies, looking at my outfit again. I wouldn't want to get on her bad side.
"Ms. Hazelrigg. Chase here was helping me find the office. I accidentally bumped into him in the hallway and then I asked for his help. I hope I didn't get him into any trouble, I needed to get my schedule."
"That's quite alright, next time you need to arrive at school a little bit earlier to get here for your schedule. Now, what is your name so that I can get that for you?"
"Andie West." She looks over my outfit one more time before turning around and going through a folder on her desk. I turn to look at Chase and he simply shrugs. The receptionist turns back around and hands me a stack of papers with what is apparently my schedule on top. The list is as follows:
First Period – Studio Dance
8:40 – 9:35
Second Period – American History
9:40 – 10:35
Third Period – Trigonometry
10:40 – 11:35
Fourth Period – Chemistry – First half
11:40 – 12:05
Lunch
12:10 – 12:40
Fourth Period – Chemistry – Second half
12:45 – 1:40
Fifth Period – English IIIA
1:45 – 2:40
Sixth Period – Studio Dance
2:45 – 3:40
"Looks like we have everything together but third period; I have Algebra III." He states, all the while looking over my shoulder. I look back up at Ms. Hazelrigg and she has obviously lost interest in us because she is now sitting behind her desk looking at paperwork. "Come on, we need to get to class. The Director teaches the first class."
"The Director…as in Director Collins. He actually teaches a class." The Director at Bolshoi hardly ever left her office much less taught a class.
"Yeah, he teaches one class to us juniors and one class to the seniors." As we leave the office, I look up at him and smile when we get out in the hallway again. He sees this.
"What?"
"Nothing, but I learned a lot about you in the last five minutes."
"Oh yeah, like what?"
"Like you're obviously a trouble maker, Ms. Hazelrigg even know you by first name." I say as I leave him standing there as I head toward the studios, I see at the end of the hallway; leaving him no choice but to follow.
"I am not a trouble maker, that old bat just doesn't like me." I snicker.
"Yeah, I'm sure. So basically you are saying she just doesn't like you for any reason at all." When we get to Studio B, I stop outside and turn to him, still smiling.
"That is exactly what I am saying." He tries the innocent look.
"Mmmhm." That's all I say as I hear him laugh. I push the door open to see Director Collins in front of the class telling them something. When he hears us enter he turns towards us.
"And you must be Andie." He says looking at me and the clothes that I am wearing.
"Yes, Sir. I am. Sorry I am late; I had to pick my schedule up from the front office."
"That's alright; just take a seat so that we can begin." He sounds like he is really nice, then again he looks at Chase and I obviously was right about him being a trouble maker because the Director starts talking to him just like Ms. Hazelrigg. "Chase, your late – Not being on time won't fly in the real world."
I turn to give him a look that says 'I told you so.' When, to my amazement, he starts talking back to the Director.
"Enough with that stuff already Blake." He smirks at me as I take a seat on the floor with the rest of the kids in my class.
"That is Director Collins." Then I can't help but gawk at him as he takes a bow in front of the teacher before taking a seat next to me. "Yes, your majesty."
I once again step up for him.
"Director Collins, Chase was helping me find my class. I got lost in the school."
"That's okay, Andie. Chase be on time tomorrow." He says never taking his eyes off of Chase.
As Director Collins starts talking again, I tap Chase on the arm.
"What was that all about, since when do you get to call the Director by his first name?" I whisper not wanting to get into trouble.
"Since the Director is my older brother." He smirks as my mouth drops open.
"He's your brother." I say out of pure shock and obviously not quiet enough.
"Chase, Andie. Detention after school, see me after class for details." I groan. I've never had detention before. I turn to Chase and mouth 'I told you, you were a trouble maker'.
Okay, so that's part one. Part two soon to follow. It will include the rest of the day and detention. Somewhere along there I am going to introduce Moose into the story.
Hope you enjoyed it and thank you for reading it. Also, you know the drill, if you would be so kind as to R&R, I would greatly appreciate it.