The driver pulls to a slow stop right at the edge of the steps and climbs out of the car. I don't even pay much attention to him. My eyes are glued to the students walking around the courtyard.
Suddenly, I feel self-conscious. I don't want to step out like this, not in front of them all. This is why I wished my mom would have at least met me here for my first day before leaving on her honeymoon.You would think meeting your child for the first time in seventeen years would be important enough to push back the honeymoon trip.I guess to a woman like my mom, it's not as essential as going on her honeymoon to Spain.The school never sent me any uniforms, so I ended up having to wear something that I owned, and it's sad to say that a lot of my clothing doesn't look the best.Most have stains on them or holes, just because I have had them for a long time.My mother mentioned that I have a credit card coming in the mail, and when it arrives, the headteacher will give it to me.My stepfather will give me a generous allowance each month. She didn't tell me how much, just stressed the word generous.I didn't know how I felt about that. I appreciate him allowing me to come here. It's an entirely different thing to allow myself to depend on a man financially that I have never met.I know I'm supposed to be meeting a girl named Shelby in front of the school. She is one of four scholarship students attending Blackmore Academy.I don't have any background information about her apart from she has been here a week, and I was volunteered to show me around the campus.I guess the spoiled brats would rather not waste their time showing around the new girl. I had expected my new stepbrother to be the one showing me around on my first day, but I was I got my hopes up for nothing.Oh, well.I'd feel much more comfortable with someone like me anyway. I don't want to feel like I'm getting judged on my very first day at my new school.I'm not dumb, though. I know I won't be making many, if any, friends while I'm here. I don't have any high expectations of becoming someone popular or even someone to sit with while I eat in the cafeteria. Maybe she and I can kind of stick together, at least I'm hoping so.The driver comes to my side of the car, opens the door for me, and stares me down. I guess I don't have any other choice but to step out.He doesn't say a word to me, just walks to the back of the car, popping the trunk, and tossed my suitcase out.Yes, I mean literally tossed my second – hand suitcase towards me, and I watched in horror as it plopped down on the gravel.The already broken zipper came undone, causing what few outfits I had brought with me to spill out.Rude much?I didn't bring much, I was happy to know at least we would have uniforms, so I wouldn't have to bring a lot of my old clothes, but everything nice that I had is inside that suitcase.When I say nice, I mean the ones that don't have stains and holes.Most of my clothes came from cheap thrift stores. I paid 5.99 for my favorite top. That was about as expensive as I would pay for clothes.My favorite thrift store is a place called Roses. You can find a lot of nice-looking clothes for really cheap.The driver could be a little more mindful.I bet the other kids' drivers didn't do that to any of their suitcases. Heck, no, they probably would get fired if he had tossed those name – brand clothing around.I seriously doubt this chauffeur did the same thing to my stepbrother's suitcase.I have been told that Todd here, the rude man who just tossed my suitcase out of the trunk of the black BMW, is the personal chauffeur of my new stepbrother. He will drive me home from school on Fridays and then back to school on Sundays.I step out and softly close the door. What I genuinely wanted to do is slam it to express how unhappy I was with him,I can't pay for any damages I may inflict, so I decided against doing what my mind demanded that I do.Shame, really.I could take the driver down a peg or a dozen.“The girl, what's her name?” The driver stops in front of me, rolling his eyes as he tries to think of her name.“Shelby?” I supplied with an eye roll of my own. Guess she isn't one of the top people in this school to even remember her name.Obviously, I realize she isn't, I'm just being a petty.“Yes. She should come to meet you soon. You will recognize it's her. She does not belong here either,” He snarls before leaving me shocked at his words and climbs back into the car before driving away.Fuck you too, dude.I bent down on the gravel and helped my poor suitcase stand up. Once I have it sitting up right, I take my time looking around, and I wish I didn't. All I see is the other students peering down their noses at me. One girl even giggles and points to my suitcase.Yeah, I know it's old, but again, it was bought with my money. Bet the girl can't say the same.Her friends join in on the laughter as they walk closer, and I suck in a deep breath, already knowing what's going to go down before it happens. They all have disgusted expressions on their perfect, made-up faces.I take a quick second to look them over and just as I expected on the drive over here, they are perfectly, what's that word?Posed?Polished?Not a single strand of hair on their obviously dyed heads is out of place and each one has their nails done. They are all decked out in what looks like expensive jewelry.I don't even have my ears pierced.“You're the new girl?” One asked me, with a dismissive glance.“Obviously, Jill, look how she is dressed. Poor thing,” the other giggles out, sending me a snarky glimpse.“Oh, I know. I was just pointing out the obvious. She definitely doesn't belong here. Look at her hair!” She all but shouts, drawing the onlookers' attention to us even more than it already was.“What's wrong with my hair?” I grind out, fighting the need to flick my hand through my hair to make sure it was okay.I got curls, and I'm not speaking about salon perm curls. I'm talking, born with curls and yeah, it's hard to tame down occasionally. I don't call it my lion's mane for nothing. It's absolutely untamable some mornings.“You could use a dye job. Is that your natural color?” The one that has yet to talk, finally opened her red painted mouth.“Obviously, my hair's real. Not fake” I smirk at them, yeah that's right, I'm the original one here while you three are the phony ones.Apparently, they didn't like how they were born, and it isn't my fault they felt the need to change up. I'll be the first to admit that I don't have the perfect body. I have a little extra weight on me and I have freckles. I never had a boyfriend, but I have been told that I was a gorgeous young lady by elderly people. That counts, I think.“Excuse me? I just paid over three hundred dollars for my hair!” Snapped the one called Jill, and again I fought the urge to roll my eyes at her outrage.Seriously, her and her little companions can provoke me, but when I try to shove back, they have an issue with it?Spoiled brats.“Come on, girls. This one is not even worth our time to humiliate. Let's go find the knights.” The ultra-blonde hair snarks before wandering away, leaving her classmates walking fast to catch up with her.Yeah! bye.Suddenly, I hear a sweet voice breaking through my thoughts.“Are you Lexi?” I turned to meet the source of the voice and saw that it must be Shelby. She was wearing normal clothes like I am and her hair and accessories didn't match those bitches.“Yes. Shelby?” I asked her, bending forwards and pick up the handle of my suitcase, feeling a bit more relaxed than I was seconds ago.“I'll show you around.” She smiles and heads up the big stairs leading into the school.The only questions in my brain now, is who the fuck are the Knights and why the hell are they even called the Knights in the first place?We walk through the front doors, and my eyes widen as I take in what's in front of me. The walls, just like the outside, are gloomy, but instead of black, they are an ominous gray with the floors being a black marble color. Pictures with little name plates under them shine on the walls down the walkway.I would love to maybe read the names one day and look up the people on the walls, then maybe I could know a little about the school. Each one, though I see, is wearing dark black suits with red ties, a black rose pinned on the right side of their chests, and they are not smiling at all.They are more like smirking, like they know they are going to hold power, and you would think the pictures would be of older men, but nope. They are around my age, a year older. Perhaps when they graduate?Who the heck knows?“So how did you get in here?” Shelby's words push through my thoughts again, and I smile up at her, hauling my suitcase behind me.“Personal driver,” I mumble out, still working
Several minutes later, we are eating our food, and no one has bothered us yet, thank goodness. Shelby gets a little less stiff in her seat and relaxes. She has been about the professors, giving me a run-down as she called it.“Professor Longworth doesn't like when students answer without raising their hands, and professor MacLaine doesn't like when students come to her class unprepared. Both will kick students out. The rest are straightforward to get along with, but just watch those two, okay? They are the mean, grumpy ones that shouldn't even be teaching to begin with.” She explains as she finishes up with her breakfast.Right as I'm about to take my last bite, I heard someone shouting. I quickly turned my head to watch some black-haired boy standing in front of the knight's table. Suddenly, the one on the right, the one I stupidly let myself drool over in the courtyard, my stepbrother, leans over, grabs the kid by his shirt, bringing them nose to nose, saying something. I can't hear
“What happened?” Shelby's quick words cut through my emotions. I have never been so nervous, and I don't even know why. Something is different from those two than the boys I am used to.They are cold, like they just don't give a shit about nothing but themselves. Like one wrong word, I may actually end up in a ditch, but that's ridiculous, of course.“They wanted to introduce themselves-” I stutter out and can't even finish my damn sentence.What the hell was that, even? And who do they actually think they are to even speak to me like that?“Let's just forget about them,” I suggest as Shelby now leads me out the back door towards the girl's dorm. Thank God, I don't think the boys can get to me there. I looked up at the building as we got closer, and each door outside the building had balconies. I will have to make sure I keep my door locked. Hopefully, my room's at the top.“Yeah, let's just go to our rooms and rest for the remainder of the day. I don't think I'm going to go eat for
I wake up with a startled gasp and try to sit up, but I become so dizzy that I actually have to close my eyes tightly before opening them up again. I see blurring lights around the room, but otherwise, it's dark as hell in here. Groaning softly, I flatten my hands on the floor and pushed myself to sit up, fighting the urge to throw up.What happened to me?I feel sick, as if I move too fast, I'm going to start throwing up that spaghetti I ate.I try to widen my eyes to look around, and I see a few figures in black robes surrounding me.What the hell?I climb to my feet quickly, feeling my knees almost buckle under me, but I fight to stand up, not understanding what the hell is going on.Am I still at the school? How long did I sleep?“Where am I?” I whimper as I feel the tears starting to flow down my cheeks, waiting for whoever brought me here to respond."Hello?" I called out and tried to get my blurring eyesite to focus."Is anyone here?""You need to leave my school," Zane snarled
The next morning, I'm laying in my bed, too afraid to get out from underneath my covers. After Zane and Alec basically dragged me back to my dorm room, one I can't remember which one did it now, but he picked up my phone from the nightstand. He said he was programming both of their numbers into it before sending a text from my phone to all of theirs.He also said he was installing a fucking tracking app on my phone. Apparently, the school has their own and people can share locations with friends on there. They both will know my location every second of the day.Great.Consider me fucking warned.I have yet to leave my bed. It's now 6am, and I have to pee so badly that I'm squeezing my thighs together.I'm too afraid that once I start my day that it's real. Right now inside my head, I keep telling myself over and over that I just dreamed that last night. Ain't no way I just became a fucking pet for two heartless assholes named Zane and Alec, but the cut on my neck tells me it was defini
Lucky Shelby walks in next and makes a beeline for me, her face stricken as she flies towards me before pulling me into a hug, shocking the heck out of me.“Oh my God, Lexi, I heard. You need to leave! It's all over the halls. The Knights picked you to be their pet. I'm so sorry, I didn't know! I didn't know anything until this morning-” she rushes out and pauses a second to catch her breath, and I feel so bad for her, I told up my hand to stop her apology.She doesn't have anything to apologize for. It's not her fault. None of this is her fault. I was picked because of my stepbrother and his hatred for my birth mother. “Shelby, it's okay, I promise. I can't leave here because I was told they have a guard at the front and won't let me pass. I don't know what I'm going to do, but it's not your fault, okay?” I tell her gently, placing my hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down as I see her eyes filling with tears. “Don't cry.”“No, no! You don't understand! That's why I was brough
I'm not going to stand here hungry as they eat in front of me, so I turn away and take a step back from them."Did we say you were dismissed, pet?" Zane snarls, tossing the rest of his sausage biscuit on his tray while staring up at me with hard eyes.My mouth struggled to work as both of their eyes swung to me at once. I didn't think they were paying attention to me. I thought I could slowly back away without them realizing. They were ignoring me and not talking to me, so I thought they wouldn't have noticed me being gone."No," I clench my teeth, grinding them hard together, struggling to keep my mouth shut when all I want to do is scream at them both.Shelby hasn't even tried to check up on me, I looked around several times and didn't once see her. She probably bolted out the second she could, and I don't really blame her. I really want to bolt my damn self, if only I could."You don't walk away from us until we fucking decide if we want you out of our sight, pet" Alec says as he r
Once they left the cafeteria, I stood in the same spot for a good several minutes watching the cafeteria door while my body hummed with furry and was still humming with need from having Zane's fingers inside of me. My pussy is pissed off at me telling me I should have just listened because now I'm worked up my body wanting release and I basically was the reason it was denied it. Some of the students in the cafeteria are looking at me, some are even openly laughing, that has me wondering if they all knew what Zane was doing to me, even though Alec told me they would not dare look, I think some of the boys were because I can see the smirks on their faces causing me to slump in embarrassment and slowly walk myself out of the cafeteria. My class is starting soon anyway, I should head to it so I won't be late and get in trouble. Sighing softly when I remember I did not grab my book bag from my room before making the mad dash to the cafeteria when the boys gave me my first duty. I fuckin