Off to Neverland

Off to Neverland (6)

Neverland Academy was a prestigious and intimidating school, but I'm sure that you already knew that. I knew that everyone thought that I didn't belong there, and I couldn't help but agree with them. I hadn't even been through two of my classes yet and I wanted to jump out the window and back into freedom.

But I knew I couldn't do that, no matter how much I wanted to. I was stuck here for at least the rest of the school year, which definitely wasn't a good thing...

"Having trouble?" a snide voice asked from my side, and I couldn't help but stare down at my worksheet flatly. "You are the scholarship student, aren't you? This should be easy."

It was easy, but I wasn't about to speak to Eli and risk getting in trouble. Mr. Pars had told us that no one could talk during the assessment, but I knew he'd make an exception for Eli, since no one in the school could mess with the leader of The Lost Boys...

"Ooh, the silent treatment," Eli smirked, playing with the eraser on top of his pencil. "That's the first time a girl has ever given that to me. They've given me a lot of other things though..."

Girls in the class giggled at what he had been implying, and my grip on my pencil tightened. How could Mr. Pars just let him get away with talking during an assessment like it was no big deal? He had even told us that we couldn't! But Mr. Pars didn't even look up from his desk as Eli continued talking.

"You're different," he observed, and I couldn't believe that he was actually saying things like this in front of the class! I wasn't even the one talking and I was embarrassed! "Different girls are fun."

I bit my lip to stop myself from snapping at him. I wanted to tell him to shut up so badly, but I knew I couldn't... I couldn't get him angry.

Even Chloe laughed as Eli spoke on through the assessment, and I wanted to hit my head against the desk until I wasn't conscious anymore. The sooner I got out of that class, the happier I would be. I just hoped that I didn't have any more classes with Eli. Or any of The Lost Boys for that matter...

When I finally stepped out of Mr. Pars's room, I let out a deep breath. That guy was a lot louder than a teacher should have been. He was hilarious, but way too loud for my liking.

"We have biology next," Chloe informed me, tightening the straps on her backpack as we continued our way down the hall. People continued to stare at me, as if in awe that a poor person was actually walking through their hallways the same time they were.

"I hate all this attention," I muttered to Chloe as I gripped onto the straps of my backpack even tighter. "It's like they've never seen a poor person before or something."

"Most of them haven't," Chloe waved away as if it was no big deal at all. "These kids are used to everyone here being rich. You're the first ever scholarship student that has ever been poor."

I shrugged. "Yeah, well..."

When we walked inside our third period, I definitely wasn't looking forward to it. I had only been introduced to two classes and I was already tired of it. I was tired of the stares of disgust that I would get from all my classmates, and I just couldn't get wait until I got out of there.

"Hi," my biology teacher, Mrs. Lavaliere, greeted me as Chloe and I both made our way to the front of the room. "You must be Ivy Morgan, the scholarship student I've been hearing so much about. Welcome to the class."

At least I didn't have to tell her that I didn't like being called Olivia. I knew that that was going to be a very annoying thing that would happen throughout the day. I was just glad that she saved me from having to tell one person...