Boarding Schools, Secrets, and Jerks (Editing) by Alyza Slaton (polar express read aloud .txt) 📕

People have told me I was stupid before but I never really believed them until now. What girl would enroll herself into an all-boys boarding school for a bet? I guess I'm just that stupid; but I have never turned down a dare and I don't plan on starting now.

Right now, I am in the principal’s office of Grant High wearing a disguise so I look like a guy (wigs are probably the best invention ever!). I'm trying to sit still but I'm too nervous to stop moving. I look around the room registering every little thing about the room. It was really clean way cleaner than my room anyways. I know girls are supposed to be clean freaks but I'm the type of girl that will enter a boys boarding school for 50 dollars.

"Mr. Montgomery...it's very nice to meet you." Principle Mack smiles

"It's good to meet you, too." I say, trying to lower my voice.

He looks at some paper, which I am guessing is my file.

"Well, Jason. We have everything ready for you to start today." He stands up and extends a hand to me. I stand up as well and take it. "Welcome to our school."

"Thank you." I smile

I grab my schedule from him and walk out. I go to the C dorms and find my room. Room number 308. I grab the door knob and push the door open. Suddenly, the person on the bed to the left jumps up,

"Who the hell are you?" He glared

"Ummm, Jason Montgomery. I'm your new roommate?" I frowned, questioning myself

I close the door behind me feeling the guy glaring at me. I drop my bags on my bed and sit down on it.

"What's your name?" I ask curiously

"Why do you care?" He…growled?

Mmkay, Dude! Calm down!

"I sort of like to know the name of the person or people I'm going to be sharing a room with." I rolled my eyes

"Well you don't need to know my name because I'm not going to be talking to you." He said, laying back on his bed

"Tell me your name." I ordered, thinking he would do it

Stupid me.

"No, I don't know you, you could be a serial killer or something." He scoffed

"I’m not the one acting strangely, you are. You could be a serial killer. You’re the one who won't even tell me your name." I glared intensely

"So, maybe I am a serial killer." He smirked

"Sólo dime tu nombre de mierda!" I said cussing him out (Just tell me your f*cking name!)

"Whoa calm down Ricky Bobby. Calm down. I speak English." He chuckled

"Who's 'Ricky Bobby'? And shut the hell up."

He didn't reply so I just gave up.

I grabbed my bags and started unpacking my things.

"Why do you look like a girl?" He asked

 I can't let my secret come out. And this douche right here would surely tell someone. I can't trust this kid.

"Are you insulting me?" I turned to his and narrowed my eyes

"You didn't answer my question. Why do you look like a girl?" He sat up

"I do not look like a girl."

"You sort of do." He arched a brow and looked over me

"I'm not talking to you until you tell me your name." I vowed, turning around

"You even talk like a girl."

I just continue unpacking my things. I'm serious about not talking to him until he tells me his name.

"The silent treatment. Oooh, I see how it is." He laughed

I remain silent.

"Fine now I'm just going to annoy the F*CK out of you until you talk." He growled

I turned around and looked him square in the face, and glared at him. He stared at me evenly. I looked at him, up and down while he did the same to me. I turned around and started unpacking my things again.

Suddenly something hit my back. I turn around to see what it was.

A shoe.

This douche actually threw a shoe at me.

"What was that for?" I asked calmly, quietly seething in anger

"I don't like you." He stated

"I didn't do anything to you."

"You’re annoying and I don't like it like that. And I'm still deciding whether or not you’re gay." He nodded, completely serious

"I’m not gay." I laughed

"I'm not so sure yet."

"Whatever." I shrugged

Just at that moment someone knocked on the door. The kid got up and went to the door.

"Hey, Kyle you ready to go?" Someone asked

Mmm, so his name is Kyle.

"Yeah let’s go." ‘Kyle’ said

He walked out the door without looking back.

"Well at least he's gone.” I muttered

When I was done unpacking my things, I walked over to his side of the room. I opened a few drawers just trying to see if he was a serial killer of not. You can find a lot about a guy by the things they have in their drawers. I looked under his bed, pillows, and dressers (I should be a ninja or a spy. Either one). When I was done I discovered:

*He hate blondes

*Cats

*Is selfish

*Is a jock

*short-tempered

Well, I'm going to have to make sure I don't get this psycho mad.

I got dirty in the process of be a ninja/spy so I'm going to go take a shower. I grabbed some boxers and a big t-shirt from my dresser and went to the bathroom. I walked in and shut the door. I turned the shower on and stripped my clothes and corset off. Then, I stepped into the shower. I grabbed the soap and a rag and started washing my body with the rag. Then I washed my hair with shampoo and conditioner. I wash off all the soap and shampoo and got out. I grabbed the towel and dried off then I put on my boxers, corset and shirt. I picked up my dirty clothes. I opened the door and found ALL of my things scattered on the floor. I threw my clothes on the ground.

"Que pasó por mis cosas mierda?!" (You went through my f*cking things?!)

"You went through my things first!" He yelled

"Oh so now you understand Spanish? And it doesn't give you the right to go through my things!"

"I didn't give you permission to go through my things but you still did!"

He got off the bed and suddenly I was pinned against the wall.

"I will get you back. I'll expose ALL of your secrets!" He growled

"Sure you will, Kyle." I smirked

"I wi-Wait how do you know my name?" His eyes narrowed into slits

"Your friends said it when they came to get you." I said with a smug smile

"If you ever touch my things again you will regret it." He glare

"Sure." I blinked

He let go of me and walked over to his bed. He started picking up his things that I had scattered around. I went over and started cleaning up my things that HE scattered around. I bent down to grabbed my things. When I was done cleaning I turned around and saw Kyle looking at me weird.

"What?!" I yelled

"You shave your legs?" He asked trying to hold back a laugh

I look down to see my leg shaved smooth. I didn’t know what to say.

“I knew you were gay. I'm going to tell everyone." He laughed

"No, your not." I shrugged

"Why wouldn't I?" He smirked

"Because this time YOU'LL be the one who's going to regret it." I stated carelessly

Kyle got up and walked over to me.

"Is that a threat?" He looked down at me

“A promise." I say staring straight into his eyes. He stares back at me evenly.

"What will you do if I tell?" Kyle asks, only his lips moving. His stance stays the same as does mine.

"You don't want to know."

"Actually, I do."

"I will literally kill you."

He busts up laughing and I just glare at him. I grab the front of his short and push him against the wall.

He immediately stops laughing and glares at me.

"I wasn't kidding." I said

He grabs the front of my shirt and moves so I'm on the wall and he's towering over me.

"Are you gay? If you tell me I won't tell anyone else." He promised

"No."

"No you aren't gay or no you won't tell me?"

"No, I'm not gay."

"You know if you are I will kill you?" He asks

"Come here, let me tell you a secret." I smile

He leans forward a little. I go to his ear.

"I AM NOT GAY!" I yell in his ear

He staggered back a little enough for me to get away from the wall.

"What was that for?!" Kyle yelled, cupping his ear

"You didn't believe me when I said I wasn't gay so I had to yell it."

"No, you really didn't!"

"Yes I did. You wouldn't listen so I had to get it through your thick skull." I smiled, “You’re welcome.”

He glared at me and I glared at him.

"I think you’re in denial."

Who is he? Dr. Phil?

"Por el momento maldito pasado. NO SOY GAY! Simplemente no me gustan mis piernas peludas ser!" (For the last f*cking time. I AM NOT GAY! I just don't like my legs being hairy!)

"Uh-huh." He nodded

"Yeah."

"Whatever. But I just want you to know. I will find out your secret." He smiled innocently

"I don't have a secret." I shrugged

"Sure you don't, I just wanted you to know I'll find out. Good Night." He waved

"Whatever."

I started walking toward my bed.

"I said 'Good Night'." Kyle said

I still didn't say anything. I didn't even hear him come up behind me.

"GOOD NIGHT!" He shouted

I jumped and fell backwards, right on top of him.

"Ugh. Get off me you homo!" He said in disgust

Is he homophobic or something?! Damn! Chill dude, chill.

I rolled off of him and got up. I extended one hand to him he grabbed it and I pulled him up. He glared at me and walked over to his bed.

"Night." I grinned

"Oh, so now you say good night after you fell on me." He nodded sarcastically, “Thanks.”

I laughed, "Well you’re the one that came up behind me."

"Yeah, Yeah. Whatever." He waved his hand, dismissing me

I laid down and then he laid down.

"Kyle, turn the lights off."

"No, you do it."

"You laid down last." I turned to look at him

"So." He shrugged

"Please, turn the lights off?" I asked

"Ugh. Fine." He huffed

He got up and walked over to the light switch. It got dark and I could barely see him. Then I heard his bed creak. I turned around and faced the wall. I fell asleep instantly.

The next morning

My alarm clock was ringing. I reached over to turn it off. I opened my eyes and got up. Then I noticed Kyle was looking at me.

"What?" I glared

He got up and walked over to me. He started circling me. He walked up really close to me, so close I could feel his body heat.

"Why do you have panties and bras in your dresser?" He asked

"How do you know that?" My eyes had widened slightly

"I went through your things again." He shrugged

"Why would you do that?!"

"Because I can. Now, answer my question."

"I don't have to answer to you!"

I push him out of the way and walk to the bathroom. He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall.

"Answer the question." He breathed

"No."

"I know your secret. I know why you have panties and bras, I just want you to have the guts to tell me the truth." He shrugged

"What's my secret?" I asked lazily

No way in HELL was I going to tell him the secret he could be lying for all I know.

"You’re a girl." Kyle stated

"What?! No I'm Not!" I yelled

"Yes, you are."

"Whatever, think what you want." My jaw clenched

"I also found tampons." He smirked

My mouth formed a soft O “….”

"Exactly, you have nothing to say.”

"You’re wrong." I whispered, unconvincingly

He leaned down real close to my face I could feel his breath on my cheek, “Am I?”

"Yeah." I said almost inaudible

He pressed his body closer to mine, "Why are you here?"

"Because." My anger was flaring

"Because why?"

"Because, I can." I glared

"No, you can't. This is an all-BOYS school, girls