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Alexandra Ellisson has been exiled to boarding school in England. Her crime? Her sense of adventure and lack of dignity.
On her way she meets the hyper and caring guy that is Frank Iero.

I solemnly swear that they are up to no good. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 24, 2013    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Once breakfast was over (a bowl of Coco-Pops and a cinnamon danish), I returned to my room to grab my bag, my mp3, phone and a jacket. My bag and jacket, although they were in regulation colours, were bound to land me in trouble. I didn't think the teachers would appreciate my 'artistic' additions on them. But a few pins wouldn't hurt anyone…hopefully. Anyway, it was retribution; they didn't buy decent coffee, I wouldn't wear a decent uniform. I checked the small alarm clock on the bedside table, lifted my stuff and left the room. My trusty companion Rose was waiting outside my door. She offered to show me to my classes, but I declined; I wanted to be late. I couldn't make a good impression on my first day! Anyway my first class was phys ed and I could not be active so early in the morning.
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The school building wasn't much to look at. It looked like your average school… or prison. I wandered aimlessly around the halls and I had planned to keep doing so until some teacher busted me.
'And what do you think your doing?' His voice was loud and he sounded like he was gargling pebbles. I attempted to put an innocent expression on my face to try and cover up the fact that this man revolted me.
'I'm sorry sir, but I'm lost' I hoped that my puppy eyes were working. Mr whatever-his-name-is took my class timetable out of my hands and studied it. He then looked at me and opened his mouth to speak. God his breath stank.
'I will inform your teacher that you will not be attending his class. Now, you are to go to your room and change into the correct uniform. Immediately.'
I guess I should explain. The girls' uniform consists of a white shirt under a grey pinafore with either black tights or white socks and shoes with a small heel. The boys' uniform is basically a normal boy's uniform; white shirt, tie, black trousers, socks (or tights if they really wanted) and, of course, black shoes. I decided to combine the two; the girls shirt, tights and shoes and the boys trousers.
'Sir, wearing skirts is against my religion.' I kept my voice light and innocent. And it had the desired effect. He looked taken aback.
'Oh, and what religion is that? It said on your record that you were an Atheist' I kept my face straight and politely smile.
'Feminism'
Needless to say I was marched straight to the head's office for 'insolence'. Such fun!
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