A/N: WOW! So many reviews, so many question, and just one me =/ Well, you will find out WHYour dear Bella is at an all boys school, so don't chop my head off and send me reviews like, "This is ridiculous! How is this even possible, gosh!" You will all know why right now, okay?! But thanks for the reviews, I'm grateful for them (:
Alright now moving on…
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
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Chapter 5:
Hello There, Hotties
Why couldn't I breathe? Breathe, Bella, just calm down. I shut my thoughts up as I continued to listen to Mrs. Redwood.
"How, w-why, what…How did this happen?" I was on my feet now, panicking.
"There is a very logical explanation for this occurrence, Isabella." She said.
"Oh, really, well thank god for that!" I screeched. I was pacing back and forth in the office with my mind all over the place.
"Please, keep calm. I know how you must be feeling right now, but there is no need to raise your voice at me." She said sternly.
"I apologize for my loudness, it's just this is crazy!" I stopped and my breathing was heavy again.
"I understand. Please take a seat and I'll explain why this has happened." Her arm was extended out to the chair I was sitting in moments ago. I walked over to it and sunk into it. "Alright, now Isabella," I interrupted her
"Bella, you may call me Bella."
"Alright, Bella, you graduated from grammar school in 2007 and you are now in your sophomore year, am I correct?" she asked rummaging through her desk drawers.
"Yes, ma'am, that is right." I answered back while biting on my nails in fear.
"Okay, one moment, please." She got up and walked over to the corner of the room, where her filing cabinets were. She opened a drawer that was near the bottom and rummaged through the folders. Once she found one, she took it out and came back to her seat. "Alright, now, I have a story to tell you. It'll help you understand why we have this situation on our hands." I nodded for her to proceed.
"Well, this school used to be owned by my husband's grandfather. It was a coed boarding school without a uniform dress code. But as he was nearing retirement, he decided to put the school up for sale. Once I found out about it, I asked my husband to tell his grandfather that I was interested in buying it. As soon as I all the papers were signed and everything was settled, I immediately made changes. I turned it into an all male academy with uniforms required."
"I see. And if you don't mind me asking, why did you convert it to all boys?" I was curious.
"Oh, no, not at all. Well my father, my husband, and my eldest son all went to a male's only boarding school. They were well disciplined and were very well educated. I just wanted to be a headmaster and run one, and have all my students succeed in life. I finally reached my goal." She smiled.
"Now I see. So when did this school turn to all boys?" I asked.
"This is the first year. It was coed and was run by my husband's grandfather last year."
"So that's why…" I gasped. No wonder.
"Your mother applied you to Redwood Academy for your freshman year, didn't she? Because that's when it was coed."
"I'm guessing so." I nodded back "But then why didn't I get my acceptance letter last year?"
"That, I'm not so sure about. But I do have a good guess. Mr. Redwood probably didn't send it on time. But when I took the job as headmaster, we tried to get rid off the old, and it was sent to your family for this year. If that's the case then I apologize for the inconvenience." She said.
"But, I don't understand just one more thing…" I said.
"Go on." She nodded.
"Why was my acceptance letter signed by you? If it was from last year, when you weren't the headmaster, why did it have your signature?"
"Well, I had my secretary update and add my name to every acceptance letter addressed to the students with the highest grade point averages who applied last year. Since it was all fixed by computer, it probably didn't recognize that Isabella was a girl name. Computers aren't that smart. Besides, I think we have two boys named Ashley, and another one named Michele, but that's because he's foreign..." She trailed off.
Ok? Way off subject now. I thought.
"Oh. So…um, what now?" I asked timidly.
"What do you mean?" she asked confusedly. What is wrong with her?!
"Well, I came all this way for school and-" she interrupted me before I could finish.
"And you want to know what will happen to you?"
"Well, yeah." I looked at her worriedly.
"Let me just take one quick look at your file." She opened up the folder.
"How do you have my file?" I eyed the folder that held my past report cards from junior high and my other records.
"It was sent here from your old school when applied. We haven't thrown out any files yet, even if they are from any past years." She answered.
"Oh, right." I looked away.
"Wow, Bella, you have outstanding grades and not one report bad conduct." She was in awe at my flawless record.
"Heh, well I try." I scratched the back of my head nervously and shrugged.
"You are a very good student from the looks of it and a very nice girl. I might make an exception for you." She looked up at me and smiled before returning to the file.
"Um, what do you mean?" my stomach was in knots.
"I mean, welcome to Redwood Academy." She shut the folder closed and extended her right arm forward towards me. I took her hand without thinking and gently shook it.
"You're going to let me stay and attend school here?" I couldn't believe this was actually happening. Did she actually welcome me to Redwood?
"Why, yes, of course. I know what you must be thinking, but I feel terrible that you came all this way, especially if you have to go back home. You came here for education, and you will receive the ultimate best that my staff can offer." She smiled at me.
"Oh, well, thank you very much, Mrs. Redwood." I returned her smile with a small one of mine.
"I will print out and give you your schedule now." She turned to her computer, typing and clicking here and there. When she was done, I heard a noise coming from her printer. "Now, since there is uniform required here, I know exactly how you will dress. You will wear a white button down blouse and a nice skirt, with white knee high socks, and the red blazer is required. You must always have it on. Whether in the halls or in class…" (A/N: there are pictures of the uniforms on my account page. Read the descriptions first though!)
"Whoa. Can she slow down a bit?" my head was spinning.
"Hello? Bella is that fine with you?" she looked at me.
Do I have a choice?
I shook my head to get rid of my thoughts. "Uh, yes, it's just that, I haven't worn a skirt since I was six."
"Well, you'll have to get used to it, dear." She replied. I nodded in response. When the printer was finished, she handed me my schedule. "There you go. On the top left hand corner, that's your dorm room number. That's the only dorm that is available for someone. All the others are assigned to two or three students." She handed me the key to my dorm.
"Thanks." I took my schedule and my key from her hands and place them both in my bag.
"There is a curfew rule. For freshmen and sophomores, you must be on campus before 10:45 p.m. For juniors and seniors, I extended it to 11:30 p.m. I do not want my students out late at night and getting into trouble, so I expect you to follow my rules." She got up from her desk and walked towards the door. "You may go now, and get settled into your room. You can ask Mrs. Jenson at the front desk to point you in the right direction to your room. I wish you all the best at Redwood, Miss Swan." And with that, she shut her office door behind me.
I walked back to the lady at the front desk and took out my schedule. She stared at me strangely as I was about to hand her my schedule.
"Um, where's room 254C?" I pointed at the number on the paper.
"Go that way, then go up the stairs to the fourth floor, and walk down the corridor until you find the door with the right number. It might be on your right side." She replied with her arm extended out to the left, pointing me in the right direction.
"Thank you, Mrs. Jenson." I smiled and turned to my left and went to find my room.
When I reached the fourth floor, I earned a few stares from a few students standing around. As I passed them I heard whispers and gasps all around me. I picked up my pace and looked at each and every door until I found 254. Once I did, I quickly pulled my key out of my bag and inserted it into the lock. I turned it and heard a 'click'. I turned the knob and entered my new dorm.
My jaw immediately dropped. It was perfect. It was clean, that was the main important thing, and it was so big! The walls were coated with a nice off-white paint color. With it being very spacious, there were two full-sized beds, made up nice and neat. There were two mahogany dressers, one on each side of the room and a huge closet on the left side, and the bathroom was on the right side of the room. There were two small computer desks near each bed. I walked up to the bed on my right side and placed my duffle bag on it and rolled my suitcases over to where the drawer was. After I placed all my bags down, I turned and walked over to the other side of the room.
It felt as if someone was here before. Being curious, I opened the top drawer and saw it full with an assortment of different socks, in mostly white, black, blue and gray colors. I quickly closed it and walked back to my side of the room.
I took the carrying case that contained my new laptop and put it on the wooden desk. I took out my cell phone and turned it on, since it was off from being on the plane. When it was completely on, a box popped up, alerting that I had 17 missed calls, 12 new voicemail messages, and 20 new text messages from no other than Alice and Rosalie. My eyes bugged out as I read this. I was too tired to do anything. I just wanted to take a small nap or something! This day has really taken a lot out of me. I rested my head on my pillow and was turned on my side. Before I knew it, I dozed off into a very deep sleep.
-One Hour Later-
I heard the door open and slam close. I heard voices, but couldn't make anything out. Am I still asleep and dreaming? My eyes were still closed, and I was too tired to open them.
"Now, all we have to do is hook up the X-box and then we can-" I heard a male's deep voice speak out.
Who is that? I must be dreaming…
"Dudes, who does she belong to?" the same voice spoke out again.
"Ed, who is she and why is she in your room?" another unfamiliar voice chimed in.
"Oh, right, like I know! I'm as shocked as you two are!" a third person said. I heard foot steps on the hardwood floor coming closer. "Well, is she, um…dead?"
"Emmett, go check if she's breathing."
"I'm not going to check if she's breathing!" the one named Emmett argued.
"Oh and why not?"
"Because what if she is dead?" he whispered then two loud slaps followed after that.
I then began to fully awake. I stretched out my long legs and rolled over onto my back.
"Guys, she's not dead!" Emmett exclaimed.
"No way?! Really, because I always thought that dead people moved." One of the other two replied back sarcastically.
As I slowly sat up I rubbed my eyes and my eyelids shot open. There in front of me were three very attractive boys, probably my age, standing with perplexed looks plastered on their gorgeous faces. They were looking straight at me with their mouths gapped wide open.
"Um…" I started.
"Uhhhhhh…" They all said in unison, with their jaws still dropped. As I swung my legs over to get up from the bed, they slowly backed an inch away, trying to not make it obvious. To bad, because I noticed.
"Dude, she's hot." The big one whispered to the slightly smaller one next to him. He was very muscular and handsome. He was wearing his hat to the side and he looked very friendly and sweet.
"I-I, err, I can explain." I said softly.
"Oh, there's no need to, beautiful. If you're homeless, you can fer sure stay with me." He winked at me. The one on his other side with the dark hair elbowed him hard on his side.
"Excuse me?" I quirked an eyebrow at him.
"Uh, just ignore him. What's your name?" He asked me. In my opinion, he was the handsomest out of the three. He had perfect ivory skin and his with reddish-brown hair made him stand out from the crowd. He was gorgeous. But I didn't even know him, so I pushed that thought aside.
"B-Bella Swan." I replied nervously. "Who are you three?"
"Emmett Cullen, at your service, Ms. Swan." He rushed over to me and took my hand in his as he gently kissed it. I giggled at him.
"Hello." I nodded.
"This is my roommate, Jasper Hale." Emmett pointed to the shorter one. Jasper seemed like the quiet type, very timid. He had nice dirty blond hair and was cute in his own unique way. He nodded his head as Emmett said his name.
"Hi." I quickly waved at him.
"And this is my bro, Edward. But don't pay any attention to him, he's not hot enough for you." He bent over and whispered the last part in my ear.
"Emmett?!" we both turned our heads and looked up at Edward, who had looked pretty annoyed at his brother. He probably still looked like a god, no matter how angry he would turn. That was my theory. I shook my head a little, erasing any other thoughts I had about this handsome stranger.
"Um, yeah, well nice to meet you all." I looked at each of them. Emmett was still standing by me with his right arm over my shoulders.
"So what are you doing here at R.A.?" Emmett asked me. He was still standing by me with his right arm slung over my shoulders.
"Well, believe it or not, I go here…" I paused before I said anything more. I examined each of their faces. Emmett had a shocked, yet happy-at-the-same-time expression, Jasper wore a pretty puzzled look, and Edward, well, his face was unreadable to me. I couldn't tell how he felt. It looked like a mixture of alarm, nervousness, and a hint of 'what are you, crazy?'
"No way, you serious? But, you're a… a chick." Emmett asked as he took a step away to face me.
"Really? Oh my god, well then that explains these." I joked sarcastically as I placed my hands on my chest. They all busted out in laugher. I, however, regretted that move, since I know had three guys who wouldn't take their eyes off my breasts. I cleared my throat and quickly crossed my arms over my chest.
"But seriously? How?" Edward asked still chuckling.
"Ugh, it's a long story." I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Well, you can tell us later. We're going to get a bite to eat, you wanna come?" Emmett asked.
"Um, what time is it?" I asked them.
"3:36." Jasper replied glancing down at his cell phone.
"Uh, yeah sure, I'm pretty starved." I smiled back.
"Alright then, let's go!" the three of them turned around and headed towards the door. I on the other hand, still stood there as if my feet were glued to the floor. I knew I looked like a complete fool.
"Are you coming, Bella?" Edward paused by the door frame.
"Oh, right, yeah. Let me just get my stuff." I turned around and grabbed my sweater and Sidekick. Once I got everything I needed, I headed towards the door.
"After you." He smiled at me as I passed." I smiled back and he closed the door behind us.
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A/N: I had so much fun writing this! I was so determined to finish this in one night to quickly update it, so you can read it. Well reviews are expected. Think you can top yesterday's total of 28? I think you guys can, I believe in you (: Thanks for reading. I think I'll update in 2 days, since tomorrow is Friday, I've got plans. Well until next time (:
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