❛ There's my love strollin' through the door. ❜
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chapter four
ENGLISH WAS A normal enough class with normal enough desks and normal enough students sitting in their normal enough classroom. The only thing not so normal was their new teacher, Mr. Keating, that none of the boys knew much about. They didn't know if he was strict, considerate, rude, kind, boring, entertaining, disgusting, or bearable.
⠀⠀⠀All that the few boys that were close friends with Knox Overstreet knew was that his niece, Eliza Keating, was staying within the walls of Welton for 'special circumstances.
⠀⠀⠀It was the first time any girl had been allowed inside Welton for more than the Welcoming Ceremony. Seeing as she was not attending the school and was left off the records of ever stepping inside the school. So Welton could keep quiet on the matter and preserve their godly image.
⠀⠀⠀For now, the boys were just ecstatic to see her for the first time. Or for a few of the boys, again. They had discussed it all the night before rather than studying their Latin and determining what she was like. Knox said she was friendly and quiet but funny, unlike the other girls the boys had met who were stuck up and shrill.
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✓ | FIAT NOX ✶ charlie dalton
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