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This chapters long but stick with it if you want to read the rest because it sets up somethings that appear later on in the plot,I hope youenjoyit and please review!
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I had been in Bayville for a week now and hadn't met anyone my age who hadn't either been struck dumb by Aunt Lilly or been scared off by my shyness which may have also been accompanied the condition known as word vomit and/or random stuttering. I sighed deeply I s'pose if my social life never takes off here, I could always take to embroidering toilet roll holders.
Today was Monday. The day I was due to enrol at Bayville High or Hell as I was affectionately calling it. I had got up "Bright and early." As the EOH had cheerfully said, well the fact was I couldn't sleep. So I was sat in the large, dull beige living room eating breakfast (come to think of it all of her house is dull and beige except it is almost surgically clean and tidy).
"Alexandra dear, why do you insist on eating chocolate muffin instead of a nutritional breakfast, a good breakfast will set you up for the rest of the day and you'll need it today, it is your first day of school. I despair, I really do." Aunt Lilly said with exasperated. I shuddered at the word school.
"A chocolate muffin is nutritional…sort of. It contains cocoa bean and that's a plant isn't it…" my voice trailed off into nothing, when I saw the worrying shade of purple she had gone.
"I'll go and get dressed." I mumbled suddenly not very hungry. She came up the stairs behind me, scaring me somewhat. As we entered 'my' room a look of disgust passed over her face and she suppressed a shudder. I looked around at surprisingly small, bare beige room, which had up, and till I had arrived, contained nothing except a large wardrobe, a bed and an old chest of draws.
But now clothes were strewn haphazardly everywhere (like an explosion in a clothes shop), my big suitcase was open in the middle of the floor and rest of my things was overflowing out of the chest of draws. Swallowing hard, I asked her what she thought I should wear.
"Well dear, something pretty, preferably NOT black and something smart." I could see where she was going now. Knowing the EOH she would (if she could) have dressed me up in a purple power suit with skirt and stilettos and that, was as likely as me winning the Grand National without a horse.
In the end we had settled on an everyday pair of "Jeans!" and a light blue sweater. "Alexandra Brown, get in the car this instant!" she was on the warpath, yet again. With a sigh I ran a brush through my hair and quickly (well as quickly as I could) applied some make-up.
The car journey to the school seemed to take mere seconds, I found myself almost hyperventilating; mind you I had being doing that a lot recently trying to breathe more than I had to as if I was trying to take something that either wasn't in the air or something that wasn't in great abundance in the air. The old blue wreck that my aunt called a car spluttered to a stop along a semi circular road that was opposite a large (and to me, slightly menacing) light yellow building.
'Bayville High' The name was in giant capitals across the face of the building almost ironically…as if I didn't already know where I was. Students were milling around the front. My aunt brought me from my musings with a slam of the car door, oh god. She was gesturing for me to go with her.
"No!" I said a little too sharply, she looked slightly hurt (as much as the eoh can look hurt) but she regained her composure with a dismissing wave of the hand. I leapt out the car sharpish and walked round to face her.
"My dear, perhaps it would be less distressing if I were to accompany you to the office." She said smiling a little too brightly. Not a chance. I could tell that she would march in there with a list of demands of how I should be treated then at the last minute turn on me and give me a lecture. Breathing deeply,
"No, it's alright and besides you need to go to work, you've already done so much for me." I said biting my lip from the force of remaining civil. She laughed,
"You know that your nostrils flare when you lie." With that she got in the car and drove off. Suddenly, I became very aware of my nose.
With sheer luck I found the office, but not from the very 'helpful' directions some guy gave me. A plump, middle-aged, kindly looking lady sat signing slips. I cleared my throat unsuccessfully (in that it sounded more like a smoker's cough).
She looked up unstartled to see me standing there like a fool,
"Can I help you?" she asked coaxingly.
"Er…yes," I decided to be bold rather than shy I mean what did I have to lose? Apart from my pride and dignity, "Yes you can I'm new," I almost slapped myself for stating the obvious another of my numerous talents. She smiled at me encouragingly,
"What's your name?"
"All-I mean Alexandra Brown."
"Ah yes," she said after a while of rummaging in a large draw, "Here's your schedule for the semester that's the room no., the class and period." She pointed at each.
"Thanks!" I said chuffed that I'd almost managed to have a sane conversation.
However, my happiness was short-lived I hadn't bargained on the school being a labyrinth of corridors, stairs and doors. After passing the same door for the third time I decided I was lost, 'brrrrrrrrrrrriiiiinnnnnggggg!' and now wonderfully late.
Eventually after sprinting down a new corridor I found the room I was looking for. Faltering before the door, I looked around nervously and then plunged in to my first history lesson. The teacher looked up startled to see me breathless and annoyed before him (not the best combination!)
"And you are?" he asked in a thick American accent.
"Alexandra Brown or Ally." I stated, not really paying attention to him, the class were surveying me with vacant or accusing stares, oh fun.
"Class this is Ally a new student, be nice." Turning to me he said agitatedly "Now go take a seat." I looked up to see a seat in the front row next to what looked like a fierce guy with blonde hair and strange orange looking strands that stood up at the front.
The other was a seat at the back next to a sleepy looking girl with black hair and bright red lips, her v-neck was completely covered in badges. What a choice. Taking my chances I went to the back. The girl started as I slumped down next to her. Sticking to my plan (to be bold) I tried to strike up a conversation.
"Um…er nice badges...hi I'm Ally but you probably know that…" Oh lord help me I sounded like idiot and felt like one too.
"Hey I'm Rosie, where ya from?"
"Err England, you?" stupid question but she smiled.
"Bayville believe it or not. So what are you doing here?"
I shrugged "Family problems…so I'm stuck here with my aunt."
"Oh right, so yeah…" we sat in an awkward silence for the best part of five minutes.
Suddenly she nudged me and giggled a doe-eyed expression had appeared on her face.
"Look, you see that guy at the front?" she seemed to be pointing at the fierce guy.
"Ermmm yes…"
"Isn't he so fit! He's called Ray Crisp. I hope he asks me out or even notices me. " She sighed dreamily. I raised my eyebrow and she seemed to ignore it, "So you seen anyone?" I laughed earning myself a warning glare from the teacher. "I've only been here for a week! But no."
"Not yet you haven't!" she said a mischievous glint in her eye. "Anyway do you actually know anyone yet?"
I looked down at my feet which had suddenly become fascinating, "No." I answered quietly. She smiled,
"Well you can sit with me at lunch if ya wanna."
"Its not as if I've got anything better to do!" I answered.
The rest of the day was excruciatingly boring, everyone it seemed wanted to ignore orgive me a wide berth so at lunch it was a relief to see Rosie's sleepy face. We sat in a corner of the canteen and we talked or atleast she talked about Ray mostly. Yay!
"He is so fun!" she said sighing once more. "He goes to this school for the gifted, its like a huge mansion, my brother tried to get in but they said he couldn't. Which iskinda strange cos he is sooo smart! (sigh) That must mean that Ray is super clever!"
She shocked me by sitting up sharply and glowering at a group of guys one was large with a blonde Mohawk, another was short and scruffy with dirty blond hair, of the two others one was scruffy with a mullet and was taller than the rest and the other was neat with striking silver hair.
She elbowed me roughly I stared dumbfounded at her "What was that! And who are they!" I asked slightly bewildered.
"They're these jerks who give Ray and his friends a hard time!" she growled.
"Oh right." I looked over at Ray and co. Rosie had made out that Ray was the almighty leader of his group but from what I could see a guy with shades on (indoors in the middle of winter! Strange!) seemed pretty much in charge. I Turned my attention slowly back to Rosie to find an empty seat.
I looked up to see her stomping over to the guys aggressively, they looked ok from a distance but up close they seemed…kind of dangerous but maybe the burger had gone to my head! I breathed deeply and got up and promptly tried to drag Rosie away just in time to look up and see the silver-haired guy wink at me and smile arrogantly…pompous arse.
Rosie regarded me angrily and stalked off. Great. I've only been here a day and already I've managed to offend an acquaintance.
I walked the way back surprising my aunt somewhat considering I'm as athletic as a cheeseburger. Stomping into the kitchen the eoh turned to look at me from the telly where she was watching "An educational programme about the natural world." I looked at it and saw two badgers "Mating!" as if today wasn't enough the eoh is watching badger porn. Joy. She looked over at me and asked,
"Had a good day dear?"