I woke up one morning in my Hello Kitty pink pajamas and watched the alarm clock buzz off my nightstand and onto the ground. I kicked it off and mustered the strength to walk to my desk and put on my school uniform. The red plaid skirt sat on my hips as I tucked in my white blouse and buttoned the sleeves. I threw on my red sweater vest and added my black blazer with the offical badge of Falcon Academy. My black hair hung below my ears and I flipped the strands with my brush and smiled. I added my pink jewel heart necklace.

I remember when my father gave me the heart. He handed it to me right before he and my mother went off on a ship to France. It wasn't going to be extravagant, just an easier and safer way to go overseas. My dad kneeled down beside me while I held my aunt's hand.

"Ma petit Alice, my little Alice. Your mother and I will be back in a year. We will see you when you are a big girl. Be good for ton aunte. Don't worry, we will call you as soon as we arrive in Paris." My father spoke with a thick French accent. His voice soothed me and while I understood his French clearly, he never spoke too advanced for me. My mother hugged me as she wept tears. She kissed my head and handed my father a small gold box. He opened it to show a small pink heart charm with a gold chain and wrapped it around my neck. He closed the clasp and smiled. My mother kissed my head and smiled with my father.

"I want you to remember that you are always in our hearts. And you should remember that you have your heart to look after as well. Don't forget to think what it would say when your mind is not sure. I love you Alice. We will miss you." My mother and father stood up and walked the up the dock to the ship and leave. They never came back.

The ship was caught in a bad storm and caught on fire and sunk to the bottom of the ocean. Only a few survived on life rafts. My mother and father were presumed dead. I last saw my parents when I was only ten years old. After six years I was without my mother and father. My aunt was nice enough to take me into her home after so many years. Maybe because she was so close to my father even though they were half-siblings. My father was the French born illegitimate child of my grandfather and was never really considered part of the family. Once in a while he would come to America for holidays and after his mother died he came to live in America where his half-sister became his best friend.

My aunt did not have any children. Mainly because she didn't have the time to have one. she was a fashion designer and was always jetting to somehwere new everyday. She also couldn't have children due to a disorder she had when she was younger where her uterus was removed. I was like the daughter she didn't have and showered me with love. I will always be grateful for her for taking me in. She even sent me to an elite academy known for its celebrity students and rich lifestyles. She sent a little commoner like me to an elite academy that could smell the scent of poverty on me. My family was never rich and these students never knew what it was like to live in a small home and make your own dinner and tend to a garden.

My aunt never treated me like a spoiled child she believed I should go up according to my fathers style of parenthood and also the way she grew up before she made her millions in fashion. I had chores in the luxurious house and dishes to wash. I even made the dinner at some of Aunt Claire's dinners. After seeing some of the students at Falcon Academy, I will always be joyful that my aunt didn't raise me in these six years to be like them.

I applied my little make-up, a little natural brown eyeshadow and a clear lipgloss. I felt really pretty that day. My hair showed no sign of bed-head and my face looked flawless. Today could be such a good day, if it wasn't a Monday.

Every Monday at Falcon Academy there is a horrible tradition that I cannot stand at all. A person is chosen as the center of bullying for the week. The person was chosen by the main clique at our school they were called The FA Royals or Royal for short. They consisted of three people, Victoria Rawl, the daughter of a hotel chain owner who is due to inherit billions after she graduates from Falcon Academy. Kamui Morimoto, the son of a rich Japanese cell phone company that produces popular cell phone brands and plans. Last, the richest and most famous person at Falcon Academy, the son of a music producing company owner was Julien Von Baron. Not much is known about him except that he has traveled the world and his mother was a famous French singer that my parents adored.

Victoria was a truly beautiful girl. Long blonde wavy hair that was naturally beautiful but a team of workers made her spectacular everyday. Her eyes were a perfect shade of hunter green that was subtle but still alluring. She had the body that girls longed for and yet again it naturally came to her. Victoria was given the position in FA because of her boyfriend who was the previous Royal who died in a coma. He gave his position over to her before he went into his coma. After the car accident, Victoria sat by his bedside everyday to be with him. Then when he fell into his coma two days after the accident, she fixed his hair, spoke to him, and even sat by his bedside everyday until the doctors pulled the plug six months later. She never really got over him over the summer and now still wears a locket with his picture in it.

Kamui was never a kind person. He may have had the perfect shaped almond eyes and a jawline that was thin and flawless with his tan skin. His black pin straight hair was always slicked back or styled in spikes on his head. All of the girls loved him but Kamui never dated one of them. He just didn't want to get tied down. Not to mention he didn't want to have everyone know who he had slept with the night before. He usually dated girls in other schools or college students. Kamui also loved to paint and was often found in the private art room working on his latest artwork. He would always display the newest or his most favorite pieces in the Court.

The Court was the location where Kamui, Victoria and Julien were found. The Court was just the indoor large lobby of the school, much like the center of a mall with different floors. The Royals always were at the middle on a small platform and sat at a glass table with fancy iron structure and the chairs padded and covered with white cloth. They always ate the most gourmet food that the school could offer, but the food in general at Falcon Academy was quite exquisite. The three of the Royals would never talk to anyone else while on their platform but they did keep their ears open for traitors.

The students who were bullied every Monday were students who dared mention that they opposed the Royals. The target last week was a kid who said that the Royals weren't as pretty as everyone says and Julien heard him. Julien walked down from the platform to poor Billy and punched him in the jaw. Billy went down instantly and looked up at Julien who stepped on his face.

"You think you're better looking than me? Fuck you." Julien then snapped his fingers and pointed down at Billy. Billy's eyes widened in fear. As soon as Julien stepped off Billy, the students threw their fancy lunches at Billy who ran out from the school.

Julien Von Baron was the undisputed leader of the Royals. He was the richest and most influental of the group. He was incredibly good looking, with honey colored hair that was to the side in soft side-swept spikes. He had beautiful sea-green eyes that were bright and alluring. He was gorgeous, beautiful and everything a girl or guy would want. His frame was lean with muscles. I imagined his chest had soft abs that I did want to touch. I had a little crush on Julien, then again who didn't? I was way out of his league and never close to the beauty that his is. Julien was the son of the CEO of Bada Boom Records who signed on many artists including his French mother. I heard rumors that he actually spoke French which didn't surprise me. Some say he could fluently speak German from his father as well which I didn't really know or care. Julien was cruel and power-hungry. He never let someone overpower him or defy him. Then again, those that did defy him were bullied constantly for a week and never said a bad word about him or the Royals again.

I am literally a fly on the wall. No one notices me, I have no friends, and I never really talk in school. I do admit I would be in that crowd everyday who admired the Royals when they arrived in school in a beautiful white limo or a Cadillac Escalade. In class, I was alone and had no lab partner or classmate to help with work. I wasn't exceptionally smart nor was I stupid. I never had a date nor did I have a boyfriend. I went to a school dance and sat in a seat the entire time waiting for an avaible guy to walk by so I could ask him to dance. None showed up. I decided I would never go to my prom and now that prom was looming in the next four months, I knew that I would just sit at home and watch television or read a book. Anything but have fun with a sweet charming guy that would show me a good time while I wore a princess-like gown.

I wasn't a fly for too long.