CHAPTER TWO (Princess Isabella's viewpoint)
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The ride to the boarding school went by silently between Mr Masen and myself; Buddy was asleep next to me with his head on my lap. Two hours of silence and we arrived at my home for the next ten months; Mr Masen got out of the carriage first then helped me out. I looked around at my new home seeing no one around due to the fact that we arrived a day before everyone else. To the left of the school was a forest with multiple trails with rugged mountains that shot straight up into a silver mist. On the right there were grassy fields, with a long wooden stable with a barn beside it, an archery court, several sport courts, and two fields set up with horse jumps.
The school included four buildings; one held the office, housing for teachers and staff, homework centre, and the dining hall. The building to the right closest to the fields and stable was the housing for students- it was spilt into two different housing units with several dormitories with several rooms in each. On the left to the main building there were the classrooms, a library, hall, study hall, and gymnasium. The last building closest to the forest held a swimming pool, indoor courts for sports, chapel, music rooms, art rooms, and a theatre.
Going into the main building, Mr Masen and I were greeted by the headmaster of the school and my new dorm parents Mrs and Mr Cullen. During our tour of the school we were told the rules, as well as the fact that both the headmaster and Mrs & Mr Cullen knew who I was; therefore they placed Mr Masen in a room close to my own. Soon we were shown to our rooms and we were able to unpacked our stuff; while unpacking I saw that I was to share the room with three other girls. My room held four double beds with white sheets folded on the end with two pillows, a blanket and plain white bed curtains. Each bed had two bedside tables and on the opposite wall there were four desks; in a connecting door was a large cupboard with four sections.
With a longing sign I logged onto the internet on my cube and bought a white trimmed with gold and flower patterned blanket cover, pillow covers and matching shower curtains and floor mats. Once paid for the items popped into my cube; smiling I collected the items out of the cube and placed them were they belonged. The bathroom had four separate showers, a cut of area with a toilet, and a large sink with a mirror all white. With a sign I made the bed closest to the bathroom and cupboard, fixed the shower up with my stuff that was furthest from the door and hanged my clothes in the closest section. I had just finished putting my books, jewellery and art stuff in my desk's draws when Mr Masen came in.
Mr Masen was carrying several cameras and alarm systems; he put one of each on the top of my bed post hidden, one in my mirror on my desk and one at the door facing the window. After explaining that the cameras around the school were also connected to his cube and that security all over the school would not let no one in the school area, Mr Masen left me be. With a snort at the quick visit I left to go to the stables were I visited Pasha; Pasha was placed in the first stall in the stable. There were 300 stalls and each had a small cupboard for gear. After greeting Pasha I placed her gear within the cupboard and topped up her feed before hearing a neigh. In the stall nest to Pasha's a black stallion was being held- he was beautiful with a shiny black coat and a tiny white star on his forehead.
"His name is Colin; king of speed he is and kind as a foal." Stated a voice behind me; I spun startled and gave a short laugh when the voice turned out to be Edward Masen. With a smile Mr Masen leaned around me and opened the stall for me to go in. "Don't worry Princess, Colin can be as gentle as your dog Buddy or horse Pasha." As Mr Masen walked past me into the stall, he sent me a smirk; my jaw nearly dropped at the sight- one word to describe the sight was SEXY. A forced cough broke my stare and my cheeks flushed to see Mr Masen giving me a crooked smile joined by a tilted eyebrow. I ducked my head shyly to hide my blush as I heard him chuckle; lifting my head high I gave him a stare that said, "So what I was checking you out; got a problem with that?"
Colin decided that he was being ignored to long and gave Mr Masen a nudge before he could reply to my stare. With a laugh, I walked around Mr Masen and gave my hand up for inspection to Colin; Colin nudged my hand giving me permission to pat him. An hour later Mrs Cullen found us and we were informed that dinner was served in the dining hall; giving Colin then Pasha a last pat I followed Mrs Cullen- Esme as she had told me to call her, to the dining hall. After a dinner of roast beef and streamed vegetables I went off to bed with Buddy on the end of it.
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In the morning I was awoken by a loud knock; with a yawn I opened my door to see Mr Masen grinning at the angry glare sent at him. With another yawn, I stretched and asked what he wanted; after a minute I looked at Mr Masen to see him staring at me. With a laugh I smirked raising my eyebrow as he had down the day before; I then had the satisfaction to see him blush and clear his throat. "My apologies Princess," he bowed to me then turned around, stopping a giggle I replied, "It's Isabella, Mr Masen and no need after all I did do the same only just yesterday." Hastily closing the door before he could reply, I blushed at admitting to checking him out. With a strangled laugh I had a shower then changed into black riding pants, a purple and white checked collar shirt and white riding boots. Grabbing a white cowgirl hat, I put it on after fixing my hair in a simple pony tail.
Walking down the hallway I was shortly joined by Mr Masen; I noticed that he was wearing a complete cowboy outfit that made me go yummy yummy- silently in my head of course. I walked to the stables after a quick breakfast and wished Pasha a good morning while brushing her then saddled her up. Leading Pasha out of the stable, I climbed up and went to the jumping field where I first warmed Pasha up by walking then trotting around the arena. A couple of laps I slowed to a walk before lining Pasha up for the jumps; an hour of jumping I began to cool down Pasha then walk back to the stable.
In the stable I washed Pasha down, brushed her then fed her before going back to my room to change into a simple green dress with black swirls after a quick shower. I was just putting on some simple matching green high heels when the door opened to admit a very beautiful person, petite, 4'10", thin in the extreme, with small, pixie-like features. She is had large eyes and long, delicate eyebrows. Her hair is cropped short, spiky, and inky black. The pixie saw me and started jumping up and down excited saying, "Hi! You must be Isabella! My names Marie Alice Brandon but I like to be called Alice. We are going to be the best of friends I just know it."
Giving a little laugh I smiled at the energetic girl in front of me, who was looking hopeful and replied that I would love to be best of friends. I was startled when the door opened yet again to show a timid girl with light brown hair with streaks of honey and "always-gentle" brown eyes; who at first thought looked kind, shy, and somewhat insightful. I introduce myself to the new girl who turned out to be Angela Weber. I helped the two girls pack away their stuff while we got to know each other; as it turned out Alice was an orphan since she was a baby and was raised by family friends. Angela's father was a Lutheran minister and she had two younger brothers; twins by the names of Joshua and Isaac Weber.
An hour after my room-mates' arrival a 5'9" tall and statuesque girl, with an elegant figure similar to a model's came into the room. She has long, blonde, wavy hair that goes down to the middle of her back that perfectly suits her violet/blue eyes. She had a beautiful figure, the kind you saw on the cover of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, the kind that made every girl around her take a hit on her self-esteem just by being in the same room. (AN: Bella's first thought of Rose in Twilight.) The beauty gave us all cold stares before we could even get out a hello.
"My name is Rosalie Hale and who are you three?" The cold girl said rather snobby; looking at my new friends I introduced us in my 'princess' voice. The blonde narrowed her eyes at me but did not reply just started to unpack her stuff. I turned to my friends to roll my eyes and ask them if they wanted to have a tour of the grounds; when they all said yes, I turned to Rosalie and asked if she wanted to come along but she refused.
With another eye roll I took Alice and Angela on a tour of the grounds and a couple of times I saw Mr Masen out of the corner of my eye. At lunch we sat together in the dining hall and got to know each other better. I looked at my new found friends and smiled happy that I could be lucky to have friends already and I felt that they will always be my friends.