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
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