The room was large, and silent. A few stared at Frank and I but
most just stared at their meal. Rose nimbly walked over and sat
down demurely. I looked at her, slightly confused, but then
smiled. She smiled a small smile back. Our peace, however, was
not fated to last. A lady, who I assumed was the Headteacher,
walked over to our table. I looked up at the wrinkled face of the
teacher, plastering a faux innocent expression on my face.
'I assume that you two are our new students. Welcome!' She smiled
momentarily, the addressed us again.
'I hope you will settle in well here. Your father mentioned that
you can be quite...outspoken at times, Alexandrea.' The way she
said my name made my skin come out in goosebumps. I pretended to
look shocked and hung my head in 'shame'. More like I just wanted
to hide my smirk.
'I assure you, miss, that I'll be on my best behaviour.' I kept
my tone light but monotonous. Just wait until she saw my
interpretation of 'best behaviour'
'Well, the , you may start now. The young men and women of this
academy are supposed to sit at there allocated tables, and not
together.' Allocated tables?! What sort of school had my parents
sent me to? I put researching the school on my to-do list, next
to sneaking my best friend into my room. Frank intervened,
clearing his throat and putting on a charming smile.
'Ma'am, I hope that this does not come over as impertinent but,
Alex and I have been friends for a long time and we are both
quite shy. It'll will take time for us to make friends, so in the
mean time, I hope you will allow us to sit together.' I sat there
staring slack jawed at him. I didn't know that he had that type
of guy in him. I quickly regained my composure and turned my
attention back to the teacher. She still hadn't introduced
herself to us, but I wasn't going to ask her to. I planned to
properly get acquainted once I'd pulled of one of my many planned
pranks. She looked slightly flabbergasted, but a couple of
seconds later she smiled.
'Mr Iero, that will be only suitable for 3 days. But no longer.
We wouldn't want the other students getting any ideas that mixed
gender seating is allowed.' And as soon as she finished her
sentence, a idea popped into my head. Good thing I know people in
high places. As I stared into space, developing my plan*
something clattered onto the table. A plate of food had some how
materialised in front of me. Some sort of meat, limp veg, lumpy
mash and flavourless gravy. No wonder the poor sods looked
forward to take away nights. Rose gave an apologetic smile.
'Sorry, but it was the best I could get for you two.' So, she was
the food fairy. I nodded my thanks and started picking at my
dinner. Once I finished my `meal` a dessert was offered to me by
Rose. I gladly accepted, hoping the sweetness would get rid of
the taste of the crappy dinner. I wasn't let down; apple pie with
ice-cream. After the much needed pie, I clambered up to my room.
I didn't realise how tired I was. Tomorrow was my first school
day at Blackwell, so I decided to get some rest before I began my