Hannah entered the gates, looking around her. The boarding school before her was gigantic compared to her old high school. No one was outside, since everyone was in-class. Her parents had sent her to England in a foriegn exchange program. She was excited, always wanting to live in England. Walking down the path with two large rolling suitcases, she walked into the lobby. She felt like she was going into an old hotel. The entrance smelled of old books. The beige walls, however, were decorated with many pieces of artwork. One wall was covered in plaques, newspaper clippings, and certificates.

Hannah walked over to the front desk, where an old lady was fast asleep, snoring loudly. "Um, excuse me, ma'am? I'm the new transfer student, and I need to get to my dorm."

The woman didn't even move. Frustrated, Hannah started pacing, not looking where she was. "Great, just great. I'm in a foreign country, with no food, and I can't even get to my dorm! How the heck am I supposed to unpack when there's nowhere to unpack!"

"Lemme guess, you're one of the girls coming today?"

Hannah turned around to see a boy about 5 inches taller than her smirking at her. He was kinda cute, with his icy blue eyes. He wore baggy jeans and a red-and-black motorcycle jacket over a white t-shirt. What caught her eye was his hair. His short brown hair was dyed blonde and spiked up with gel. "Yeah, how did you know?"

He chuckled, which made Hannah feel happy and frustrated at the same time. "Nevermind that, let's just wake up Mrs. Richardson here."

He walked over to the front desk, and he began lightly shake her. "Mrs. Richardson..... wake up......."

In a couple momets, Mrs. Richardson began to groan. "Who's there?"

"It's Trey. One of the new girls just came in. She's been patiently waiting for you to wake up."

Immediately, Mrs. Richardson sat up in her chair and regained her posture. "Welcome to Everton Acamedy. What's your name, sweetie?"

"Umm... Hannah. Hannah Nanasawa, transferring from America."

"Ah, Miss Nanasawa. Your room is in the Freeman's building, room 310. That's next door," Mrs. Richardson said, handing Hannah her key.

Hannah sighed. "Thank you so much."

Hannah went to grab her bags, only to find Trey grabbing her bags. "Hey!" Hannah yelled, running at Trey. "What are you trying to do, steal my bags?!"

"You're in Freeman's, right?" Trey asked. "I was gonna help you carry your bags over there. If you wanna get there before anyone sees you, I would go now."

Grumbling, she snatched one of her bags away from Trey and followed him out. He walked at a fast pace, and the fact she was only 5'2" compared to Trey's 5'11"wasn't helping. When she finally caught up to him, they had finally reached the Freeman's building. Trey walked into the building with an exhausted Hannah close behind. After dragging her luggage up three long flights, she finally reached her room. Trey fumbled with something in his pocket, pulled out a key, and unlocked the door.

Hannah walked into the room, her mouth open in awe. Her dorm was more of a giant hotel suite. The room was enormous. There was a big room, with couches and a large TV against the wall. There were two doors, and in each room, there were two queen-sized beds, two large dressers, and a door leading to a giant master bathroom. After admiring the view of London from the window, a thought dawned on her. "Hey, Trey, right?" Hannah turned around to see Trey plopping down on the couch. "How'd you get the key into the room?"

"It's my room too. Why else would I help you bring your stuff up here?" Trey scoffed.

Hannah sighed, sitting herself down net to him. "How typical of the cute rich kid."

"Oh, so I'm cute?" Trey asked, pulling Hannah into a hug.

Hannah clapped her mouth shut, blushing. Shit, shit, shit, shit!!!! A random guy helps me out, I accidentally call him cute, and now he's hitting on me. Not to mention I don't know anyone in the country!!! "I didn't say anything, I swear!"

Trey laughed, letting go of the squirming girl. "Don't worry, I have a girlfriend." He got up from the couch, and he took her stuff into the room on the right. "This room is yours and for the other girl. I'm in the other room. If you go to the main building, the one we just came from, then you can pick up your uniform and your schedule. I'm going to 7th period, but you can just hang out around here. Good luck!"

Trey began to leave when Hannah stopped him. "Wait, good luck for what?"

"Well, you are the first girl to come to Everton Academy. Obviously you'll want to stay away from all the wrong guys, right?" He left the room, the lock clicking as the door closed behind him.

Meanwhile, Hannah was frozen in shock. What the hell? He's kidding, right? She pulled out her room key and on the little keychain was written Everton Academy for Boys since 1904.

Shit........................

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