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Rooming With Royals [2]

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Ch.2

I glared at the driver. The dude did not talk during the whole ride from London and it is getting on my nerves. Yes, my Uncle actually lives in England; Sheffield to be exact. I remember that I visited that place once in my entire life but from what I remember, I think it's beautiful.

I think I was ten when I went there. I remember that everything was green. My Uncle resided in a big mansion near his private school; yes, he does own a private school and is the principal of S.Sheffield Academy. I don't really know what the 'S' represents, but I know that the school has a great education.

I looked outside the limo and my eyes popped out of place. I remember that Sheffield was beautiful but not this beautiful! First, everything was green. The whole place was green. There were no buildings, no houses but trees and large landscapes.

My jaw hit the floor when the limo parked. In front of me was a huge castle. The driver came to my side and opened the door. I stumbled as I got out of the limo, still surprised with what was in front of me.

All of a sudden, the life was being hugged out of me, making it hard to breath. When the anonymous person pulled away, I was looking into my Uncle's eyes. A smile made its way to my face and it was my turn to hug the life out of Uncle Conner.

It had been a long time since I have seen Uncle Conner. The last time I saw him was at my parent's funeral. My smile dropped when I thought of my parents. My Uncle noticed that but didn't press the issue any further; he knew that I'm not comfortable with the subject.

"Wow kiddo, you've grown up a lot since I last saw you." I smiled a little when I heard him say that. It was the first time a person looked at me with that amount of admiration in their eyes. All I have seen from people was pity; they always pitied me. What I like the most about Uncle Connor is his heart; it is so big that it could fit any person in this world.

"I missed you. How are you?" He asked me with a glint of interest in his eyes. He had a wide smile on his face. It's as if I lightened his whole world, which I doubt I did. I looked at the ground and muttered fine. I thought he didn't hear me because of how low my voice was but was surprised when I heard him hum in approval.

"I'm really glad you're here, Violet." He flashed me a big smile that I returned with a nod. I could see that Uncle Connor changed a lot in past few years. His dark brown hair had white locks and his dark blue eyes that once were filled with joy and happiness were now tired.

The gate of the school was opened and I was immediately greeted by the smell of roses.  The entrance of the school was like a forest. There's an aisle of small rocks in the middle while big, huge trees were lined next to it.

I saw students walking a few feet away from us but the strange part was that they lowered their heads when they passed by my uncle and I. I guess it was weird because I never saw people doing that except in movies. Maybe it was tradition to lower your head when the principal passed by, who knows.

Many students stared at me as if I was an alien from Mars but when their attention went to my uncle, they quickly lowered their heads and looked away. What's up with them? We passed many hallways; each one was decorated more beautifully than the other was.