Who Am I? by V.N (nice books to read txt) 📕

I woke up at the sound of my alarm.7:30am.I dragged myself up and went straight for the shower across the hall. After i finished, i got dressed in my black jeans and a white top with matching white wedged heels. I brushed my hair turning my straight, light brown hair into waves.
I got my black and white bowler bag from the floor and grabbed my black blazer at the side of my closet and headed for down stairs.

"Jane, come here this instance!" Gina screamed at the top her voice. She was short and a tinny bit over weight with ginger curls reaching her shoulders. Her floral skirt was knee length which she wore with a brown, arm length shirt.
She chased Jane around while creaming at her. I stood and watched for a while then i called Jane's name. She came with a toothless grin on her face. I bent down and picked her up from the floor. Gina stomped her to my direction in frustration and i spoke"Hello, Gina." I gave her a smile, not because i liked her but because i was smiling at her frustration. She gave me a cold stare and reached for Jane. Jane wrapped her hands around my neck and started to screamed. I hushed her," Jane, you have to go to school now, so go with Gina OK?"
"But i don't wanna. All the kids make fun of me because i have no mummy."
"OK. Well if they do it again, tell them that your big sister is coming." She nodded her head then released her arms around my neck. I lifted her down, kissed her on her forehead before she got pulled away by Gina i said "Bye baby-J, see you later."
I left the orphanage 30 minutes later, leaving the arguments and taking with me the negativity and a banana.

I arrived at Brook-Hill High School. Wow! This must be a rich people school, I wonder who transferred me to this school. The school was huge. It was 4 levels high and dark yellow in colour. I walked in the school and at the look of it, everyone was in first period. The halls were vast, the same in colour and topped with lockers on the both sides of the walls.t
I could here foot steps getting closer. A tall, curvy woman appeared from the corner and walked my direction. She had brown hair tied in a tight bun. she wore a grey suit- her skirt matching with her blazer, red heels complimenting her red lips. and paused in front of me then spoke "Why are you not in first period?" She looked confused.
"My name is Willow Royal. Am new!" I went in my bag and gave her my student card, "Do you know where the headmistresses office is?"
"So your name is Willow Royal? Huh, then follow me Miss Royal." she said taking the card, and examining it closely. She turned and began to walk, expecting me to follow. I did as expected and trailed in her footsteps."My name is Miss Levi..." she started,"...L-E-V-I and pronounced as spelt."
Between the entrance of a room were, two notice boards covered in club posters, staff notice and many useless crap! We walked through into a big room. It seemed like the headmistress had her own personal receptionist. She had brown, frizzy and curly shoulder-length hair, some red pointy glasses and a bad sense of style. And how do i know this? Well, i could only see above her waist but the woman had a orange knit t-shirt on.
We reached the outside of the headmistresses office. Miss Levi knocked and entered and i followed. The room was pretty big and colour coded purple and green. In the centre stood a wooden desk and two matching shelves on either sides of the wall. Everything was so perfect and organised, seriously.
A woman sat behind the ancient, hazel desk covered in neat piles of paper work and documents in folders. The woman dropped her pen, looked up and smiled. "Hello. How may i help you." She looked at me then looked at Miss Levi.
"This is the new student, Willow Royal."
"Ah, Miss Royal welcome to Brook-Hill High. My name is Mrs Hunt and i'm the headmistress." She spoke with an allegiance that was formal yet firm. she wore a red, knee-length pencil skirt and a matching blazer on-top of her white tee. She stretched out her hand, I shook it and said "Thank you very much, I'm honoured but... may I ask WHO transferred me here?"
"Oh? Did your Aunt not tell you that you're transferring here?" Her face was in little shock but was not surprised. She cleared her throat and began to speak again in the same tone, "Well then," she stood and slid away from her desk, "I'll see you then... Willow. Thank you for your assistance Miss Levi. May I ask for one more favour?" Miss Levi nodded and moved swiftly towards the 'too proud' headmistress.
Mrs Hunt whispered into Miss Levis' ear and all miss Levi do was nod.
"Should I let the other students know?" Miss Levi spoke louder than the tone before.
"No. I think things will get exciting now." Mrs Hunt replied, turn to my direction and smiled then retreated behind her desk.
I let Miss Levi lead as I followed her out into the hallway on picking up something on the way out.

We walked further, then Miss Levi handed me the bag. I took a peek at what was in it. Uniform. I looked at the uniform surprised and said," Why do you have uniform, I thought this is a private, rich school?"
Miss Levi exhaled then answered. "This is a private school, not anyone can get in and we have uniform to show discipline."
Miss Levi came to a quick halt in front of a room. "You will get dressed in here." I turned my head and read the words on the door. It was the infirmary. I sighed opening the door, welcomed by the smell of band-aids and anti-bacterial hand gel. I looked at the room in awe, 12 beds perfectly parallel to each other...
"Please hurry, you'll be late for home-room... and I do not like being late." She said, her voice slightly in a harsher tone. I nodded and closed the door behind and began to undress. I put my uniform, which was surprisingly cute.,

Editing: Vanessa
Publication Date: 03-30-2012

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