The Bad Boys Club

The alarm ringing beside me sent goosebumps up and down my arms because it was very unusual for a girl like me to set an alarm for a Saturday, everyone loves to sleep in on weekends and I am no exception. I could sleep the day away. But of course, there was a reason for the alarm on a Saturday at exactly noon, my first day at Edwin and Co. (no it's not a company...it's a sub-division of it)  group of Schools as a boarder, a school with tentacles reaching 3 continents and 24 countries. A school dad could afford for me with his now elevated status as Managing Director of the new Edwin branch and because Mr. Maximillian Edwin was very "generous" he suggested that dad should let me attend school at his private boarding school. But I will still have to pay my fees, Mr. Maximillian is no Santa.  Mom already packed all I need to survive the hostel for the school year and since it was the beginning of another school year I wasn't too concerned. Bes

So Charlie and I got to put most of my stuff away, she was really helpful, fast and very chatty. Once we got done we decided to get a tour of the place. It was late afternoon by this time and the lights of the hostel were already being turned on, some floodlights attached to the buildings were beginning to cast shadows on the wall.   Charlie slipped her socked feet into her flops "Meet me behind the hostel in five " she said and started moving out.  "Where are you going? " I asked.  "I need to get something from there. Just do as I say, don't talk to anyone yet, mind your business too " with that she slammed the door shut leaving me all by myself. For a split second, I felt like a baby without a mommy. I want my mommy! She's the only friend I knew for now and the idea of leaving the room without her didn't taste nice on my buds so I got down to putting the rest of my stuff away and throwing my bags in one of the other empty lockers. Bu

As we all filed out of the assembly hall I could see the views of the hallways which were exceptionally long especially since I was looking at them from the entrance of the assembly hall. Columns lined the edge of every hall and I could just imagine swinging on them like a stripper, literarily. The walls of everything I could see from my side were painted in the same cream color as the dining hall. Students had already left the hall but Charlie wanted me to get a good look at everything and savor what was going to be my 'home' for the next one and a half years. It was not bad, it was better than my former school back at Lake George. "You're kinda lucky, you know, you came in right when we had just a year left before graduation" "Yeah? If I had my way I would not be in any school at all" Charlie laughed shaking her head. Somewhere at the far end opposite us, a door banged and a man in white sleeves and grey trousers came out holding some books.

“Okay, Jessica, what did you do to make Annabel so much on your case?” I shrugged. It was just after reading hours and I was too exhausted to even rant about the vampire-cold-blooded head girl, Annabel Reed. I dumped my bag on my bed and plopped on my bed. “If I didn’t know better I would say she had the hots for you?” Charlie said. She pulled the chair from her reading table and dropped her bag on it before sitting on her bed. “What do you mean?” “Rumor has it that she and Martin Sanchez are banging. Don’t know how true that is since they never act like they do. Besides the rumor was passed by the juniors who don’t even live in the senior quarters so how do they know?” I wrinkled my nose. Annabel and Martin? Nah, not likely. They were like two opposite poles. “I won’t wish her on Martin. I bet her kitty is as cold as she is. And no one likes cold kitty.” Charlie sat up with a mock expression of anger on her face. “Excuse me, I do love

I growled my frustration under my breath. I was sitting at my reading table with my chemistry report note in front of me, the sheets staring blankly at me with my pen tapping at the edge of my desk. It was the second day since our practical class and I still did not have a headway at understanding the question Christian and I were supposed to answer. The due date for the report wasn’t until tomorrow. I read the questions over and over. Find the concentration of your base with respects to moles and grams. How was I supposed to do that? Beside me, Charlie was sleeping. Somehow yesterday she had convinced Heather to solve their questions so she was done with her own report while I mulled over mine. She tossed on the bed and shot me an evil look. “If you don’t stop tapping that pen I swear I’ll grab it and break it in half,” she growled sleepily. “Sorry,” I murmured and sighed. “But Charlie can you not help me out here?” She tossed again and came to a half-sitting position. “I already