Boarding school blues

By: lilpopcorngurl

S: Sam is sent to the boarding School of hell where her evil nemesis is currently going to school. The same one that she thinks she may be in love with

Capítulo Uno:

I waved goodbye sadly to my friends and family as I boarded the yellow school bus full of kids around my age. As I got on to the bus the bus driver scowled at me and told me in a gruff voice, "Sit in the back." I raised my eyebrow and did as she asked of me.

I sat on the back seat of the bus staring out at the parking lot. My little sister was crying because I was leaving. I couldn't blame her though; I was going to be gone for a long time.

I shifted to sit comfortably on the two seats taking up both of them. In reality although the scene around me felt sad I was deeply angered and felt hurt. I couldn't understand how my parents could let me live away from home so easily. Didn't they love me, or even cared that I would be gone for so long?

I had already decided I didn't want to go home for spring or winter break to a family who clearly didn't want me around.

I looked at the window one last time and saw my friends still waving in the distance. I guess they'll really miss me from everything that I've done.

An hour had nearly passed since I had gotten onto the bus. A girl sitting all the way at the front approached me. She was wearing the uniform that I knew I would have to wear soon.

Navy skirt, navy jacket, red necktie, and navy knee length stockings. She looked like a flight attendant. "Hello," She said gingerly. "My name is Darcy Kerr." She said smiling, "may I have a seat next to you?"

I noticed that there were nearly a dozen empty seats all around us. "No you may not." I said mimicking her high voice. She must have been one of those good students that went to my new school. She looked disheartened at what I had said, "There are plenty of other seats that you could sit in. why would you want to sit where I am sitting?" I asked snootily hoping she would get the (very) clear message and leave.

"You're a delinquent aren't you?" She asked with her eyes glowing. I could see a smirk coming across her face.

"What's it matter?" I asked sending her a threatening glare.

"Oh nothing." She said acting as if it really were nothing but clearly it was something, "it's just that . . .well . . . you had better smarten up. Other wise you'll be sent out of Manchester house like that." She snapped her fingers.

"The sooner the better." I said looking away from her.