AMBERLE POV:
"Time to wake-up miss." I could hear Johanna say. Johanna had been working at our house since I was a child.
I looked away from the window as she pulled up the blinds. Stretching I look at the time and immediately push myself from bed as I realize my alarm clock failed to wake me up for school. Johanna usually only came to wake me up on the weekends and during the week I used my alarm clock.
"Thanks Johanna!" I say and rush to my closet. Last week had been the first week of my last year of high school, mostly we had just had a bunch of school spirit days. This week was going to be different since we actually start learning something, finally. Not that I was against school spirit but I wouldn't mind getting something out of my education at Arborlon High. I couldn't go to college unprepared. I sighed as I remembered my college situation. I really wanted to go to University of Maine but grandad wouldn't hear it. He said he wouldn't let me leave California to go to a school that wasn't even an elite school. My choices were simple: UCA (University College of Arborlon) or Stanford University. The first would keep me close to home and the other would look good. Like it or not I had to act a certain way as the granddaughter of Eventine Ellesedil, aka the Mayor of Arborlon. But it was a lost battle, my family would decide for me.
After getting dressed, I pin my hair so that it doesn't get in my face and head down for breakfast.
"Good morning darling."
"Good morning papa." I say and kiss him on the cheek.
Arion and Ander, my two uncles, are squabbling over who will drive whom to work.
"What's your side?" Grandad looks down from his newspaper and looks at me.
"Hm?" I say with my mouth full.
"You've got debate club today no?" He asks.
"Yes?" I still wasn't sure what his question meant. It was too early in the morning.
"Have you been assigned a topic yet?" He asks again.
"Dad. The second week only just began. Relax." Ander, my uncle, speaks up and winks at me.
Grandad looks like he's about to say something but thankfully my plate is empty so I bid them all a good day, grab my backpack and head out the door.
The drive to school is only 15 minutes.
I reach the school's parking lot but slam the breaks as I almost hit someone.
"Watch it princess!" A girl on a motorbike wearing a helmet yells at her and gives me the middle finger. I wouldn't be surprised if it was Eretria. As most towns do, Arborlon had it's own set of gangs. The most notorious of these gangs are the Arborlon Rovers, Rovers for short. And Eretria is their pet. Well, she's the daughter of the gangs leader, Cephalo.
"You straight up drove your bike in front of me and are parking in a slot for cars only, damn it." I mutter but don't dare say it out loud, I had no need to start a feud with the Rover girl, which would end up starting a war between the mayor, my grandad, and the Rover leader, Cephalo.
I choose a different parking slot and head to the main school building. As I'm walking to my locker someone bumps into me.
"Hey! Watch it." I say and look at who it was. I vaguely recognize the boys face and more importantly the blond hair going into his eyes but I can't quite place him.
"Sorry." He mutters and keeps walking. I just shake my head. It was a great start to the day.
The past week had been spirit week and we had only been assigned our homerooms for this week, so I was curious to see who would be in my homeroom and classes in general.
I take a seat at the front and watch as others slowly start spilling into the classroom. A figure wearing a helmet walks in and takes a seat at the far right corner. Great. I have a gang member in my class. I was sure uncle Arion would be asking me tonight who is in my classes and homeroom. He won't be pleased to hear Eretria's in my class. He'll probably think it's some kind of ploy by the Arborlon Rovers.
I scowl at her and she just raises an eyebrow at me as if challenging me to a fight. I was sure I'd win. She might be getting into fights often but I was the head gymnast and had been training in all sorts of sports since I was a kid.
The boy that ran into me in the hallway walks in and takes a seat two seats behind me. He seems nervous but I suppose everyone's nervous when they're in a new classroom with different people than last year.
Curiosity gets the best of me and I turn to look at him.
"Hey, what's your name?" I ask him. He looks at me and stares for a moment.
"Um, Wil...we had bio and chem last year?" He replies and I want to slap myself in the face. Wil! I thought he looked familiar. I vaguely remembered him from bio though not from chemistry. I think we dissected something together once. Why did everyone assume I had to remember everybody's name if I only saw them a few times?
"Not much tact for the future mayor." I hear the Rover snicker at the back.
I blush and turn back, thankfully the teacher walks in.