Chapter 1
AN: This is chapter 1. Please let me know what you think it will be greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Private. I just take it apart and change it.
I sat silently in my father's used car gazing at all the expensive SUVs and limos covering the campus and feeling wildly out of place. In the privacy of my father's car I took the time to gaze in awe of the old style, ivy covered brick buildings covering the green grassy campus. I felt as though I had traveled back to 1867 when this school had first been founded. That is until I saw all the returning students, gathering, greeting each other. They all wore what looked like designer clothes; at least that's what they looked like to me. All of a sudden I was terrified to unpack. I hoped to God that I would manage to get myself a single and pass unnoticed until I could afford some decent clothes.
I said my goodbyes to my father- my mother was in no state to come, that would spell disaster- and headed towards what I hoped was the administration building.
As I sat in Ms. Naylor's office looking over my schedule, not listening while Ms. Naylor droned on. My schedule consisted strictly of AP classes. I do NOT like Ms. Naylor. I've known the woman for two minutes and she's already taken the time to inform me that she thinks I- quote- might not be able to keep track of all the AP classes. Because apparently, they are more difficult than public school classes. I merely told her that I could handle it, adding a silent I didn't get this scholarship for nothing. But she didn't know that. She just looked at me with obvious disgust and uncertainty "Well then you can leave." She finally told me harshly, never dropping her glare. I gently eased out of my chair, and out the door, eager to get away.
AN: Sorry it was so short. I thought I had better get SOMETHING up. For all you Josh fans, he will arrive soon!