Almost right after folding my clothes into my duffel bag a blue Ford Explorer pulls up the driveway. Linda must be here I thought while rolling my eyes, rethinking the same things I was wondering yesterday. Why was this happening to me specifically? Why not someone else? Is it fate? I guess we'll see now won't we.
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The drive to Lenonile was concerningly quiet not even the presence of music playing on the car's radio wasn't enough to break the tension in the air, which was thick enough to be cut with a knife. I decided to try and cut through it but it seemed the knife was too dull. "So, how long am I going to be staying here?" I ask monotonely.
"2 years." Fail. My attempt to pick up conversation failed miserably. Arriving at Lenonile was a saving grace for the awkward that was hovering over my head. Parking in the prison to cage me in for the next two years until my sentence is over. Oh, I remembered. My old enemy was sent to this school last year, I forget what for but now I'm going to have to deal with him here as well as in my past and in my memories. Beau is Ben's twin, Ben being the creature who locked me in the closet that day. Beau is my enemy among other things for the select reason that he reminded me every day of the trauma he knew to exist in my ever so haunting past. My silence is interrupted by Linda.
"Felix? It's time to meet your new principle, he'll direct you to your dorm." She says with the most bored voice to ever grace this horrid earth.
"Oh, yeah. Yeah just give me a second." I say, just about on the brink of spacing out again but a light tap on my shoulder kept me from such actions.
*About 10 minutes later*
"Hello Felix, I've heard quite a lot about you but it doesn't seem we've met before. I'm Mr. Lamontague, and you are Felix Londance, yes?" He asks, sure of himself as he offers his hand in what's supposed to be considered a friendly gesture but the gesture not so friendly on him. I offered my hand back and he held a firm grip and it might've been considered a bit uncomfortable as his clammy hands held on a little too long, as if sending a message. A message of what? I'm not too clear.
"Yes sir, that's me." I say trying my best to not show the me that I left at my old school, my old home.
"Let me show you to where you will be staying for the next two years," He says trying to be optimistic but clearly not trying very hard. I follow along with it anyways as we walk down the only half filled halls. Everyone's eyes on me, looking me up and down. I sighed, pulling the strap of my bag farther up my shoulder. Entering Mr. L's office felt wrong and unknown although normal as I had never been in this office it felt as if I was trespassing a line that only few can pass. Handing the key to me as he directs me with his wrinkled hands in the direction in which my dorm was. I felt slightly foreign as I tried to follow the very poor directions of my new principle.
"Ah, you must've gotten directions from Mr. Lamontague." A feminine voice says. I turn to see a gorgeous dark-skinned girl just about my age. "What room number, I can help you." She says in an assuring voice as she smiles but it doesn't quite reach her eyes in a way that only very few would catch.
"It looks like I'm in room number 625." I say hesitant to her intentions but deep inside I could feel that trusting her would be okay. "I'm Felix, by the way." I say, feeling awkward but being sure to hide it well behind the walls I've built up over time.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm Jill, basic, right?" She laughs but again I realized that it didn't reach her eyes and I put it in the back of my head to make sure she's okay. She leads me back to the right hall and stopped right in front of my new door. "I know I'm a lifesaver, no need to thank me. Have fun with this one," She says. I assume she's referring to my new roommate. I look up quick enough to see her wink.
"Thanks," I laugh as I walk to my door and knock lightly out of habit. The door swings open to reveal a beautiful boy, average height, slightly broad build most likely from a sport or some type of martial art. I look up to see his hair slightly tussled, as if he had just woken up from a much needed nap. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and welcomed me in.
"Uh- h-hello, my name's Noah." He says in a soft, slightly feminine voice. I move into the room a little more as he closes the door softly.
"Hi there Noah, my name's Felix." I say looking him straight in the eyes and smirking slightly. He blushes at my facial expression and turns his face a little to hide it.
"H-hi Felix," He stutters, his blush deepening.
A/N: I know, cliffhanger but it's necessary :). By the way, the picture at the beginning is Jill. Have a good day/night and I wish you luck for anything you may need it for.
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Action"Getting away so easily huh?" the teenage boy I recognized as a sophomore named Ben said. "Away from what, may I ask?" I asked with feigned confidence. "Away from your crimes, don't act stupid," Ben said. As Felix Londance starts a new beginni...
