CHAPTER 2: FIRST DAY

As I stepped into the massive hallway, I instinctively surveyed the place and glanced at the students. They were all wearing the Netherland Academy Uniform, so was I. Because of this, I thankfully, did not stick out like a sore thumb. Still, being the new student, meant that a few people will throw you one or two weird glances. Aside from that, everyone was either chatting with friends, checking their expensive phones, taking books out of their lockers or doing all three.

So far, it seemed like a normal rich highschool. It was almost hard for me to believe that one of the students was a paranom. With my ruby school bag over my shoulder, I casually made my way over to the principal's office. I checked my phone to see if Agent Sky had sent the way to the principal's office. I sighed, he hadn't. Well, I can't blame him, this was a sudden mission. I am still curious to know how he registered me in this school, so quickly. I stopped walking to nowhere. This made my approach a girl.

"Could you please direct me to the principal's office?", I asked.

She probably guessed that I was a new student. She looked at me for a while then responded

"Sure", she said.

She directed me to the Secretary office.

"Thank you".

She nodded and walked away.

After checking in with the school's secretary, he made a quick call.

"You may go in, she is expecting you"

"Thank you", I said

As I knocked on the door, I heard a soft response from the other side.

"You may enter", the voice said.

I entered the cozy looking office, closing the door gently behind me. There was a middle aged woman, who was seated on a swivel chair in front of a furnished yellow desk. As I walked towards her, I glanced around the room. Always be aware of your surrounding, I was taught that in the org. Documents, paintings, portraits, potted plants, mini fridge, anything could be found here.

But what certainly caught my attention were the countless trophies and medals, that were perfectly arranged on an orange shelf. I stopped midway to admire the trophies, but then a voice brought me back.

"Are you fascinated by them?"

"Uhmm.. yeah", I replied

"They really are wonderful", I continued

"Of course, our school is nothing short of various achievements".

She gestured for me to take a seat. I sat on the chair in front of the desk. Once I was comfortable, she asked.

"You must be Irene, the new student, I presume?, she said in a calm voice.

"I am"

"I am actually here for my school schedule and opportunities"

"Of course dear", she said again.

I waited patiently, as she rummaged through some documents in her desk. A while later brought out my schedule with the opportunities neatly attached. Reaching for a stamp, she stamped it then handed it over to me. As I collected it, our fingers touched, briefly for a moment. I stood up from the chair, grabbing my bag and schedule at the same time. I reached for the door and thanked her again.

"Have a nice day here", she said

"You too ma", I forced a smile and left the office.

***BELL RINGS

Homeroom

BEXLEY'S P.O.V

I was showing my bestie, Maya, the latest Dior bag my father bought for me from his business trip to France. Just then, Janice came from the bathroom after fixing her make up. She walked into the classroom, grabbed a chair and sat beside us. She looked like she had some tea to spill

" Girls, I've got tea, very hot tea", Janice said excitedly.

"I knew it", I said, while I flipped my blonde curls.

Maya looked at Janice and said

"Never mind that, spill the tea", Maya said rather impatiently.

"Ok, so like there's this new girl in our school and from what I've heard , she actually pretty",

"Great for her", Maya replied

"Noo... Like our level pretty", Janice continued.

"Uh--Oh, someone won't like that" Maya said glancing at me, then suddenly looking away awkwardly.

I just smiled.

Janice and Maya were visibly terrified that I was just smiling.

"Are we safe?", Maya asked me while holding Janice for dear life.

Janice nodded in agreement to Maya's question, then looked at me.

"Well If she's our level pretty, congrats to her, I said.

"What...? you're... praising her?"

"But if she tries to overstep her boundaries, we will definitely have to teach her place in this school", I said smirking.

"Yeah"

"Now this is OUR Bexley", They said.

A few minutes later, Miss Cassy walked into the class. She was with someone I was certain, I had never seen before. Probably the new girl, Janice was telling us about. The girls went back to their seats instantly. I looked at this girl from top to bottom, then our eyes met. She had long curly auburn hair and warm blue eyes. I rolled my eyes, I already don't like her.

"Class, as you can see we have a new student here"

Miss Cassy looked at the new student politely and said

"Would you mind, introducing yourself to the class?"

The new student nodded in response. She faced us and said in a calm voice.

"My name is Irene Dolce, It's a pleasure to be here", she said.

Dolce.... Dolce?

"Where have I heard that name before?", I thought

"Thank you very much, Irene"

"Why don't you take a seat next to Jason over there", Miss Cassy told her pointing to someone.

"Wait is there another Jason in this class?", I said silently to myself.

I traced which Jason, Miss Cassy was pointing to. It was Jason alright, MY JASON.

I looked over to the girls, I could tell they felt what I felt too.

Now, I definitely hate this chick.

IRENE'S P.O.V

A teacher guided me to my first class of the day, Biology. When we entered the class, I looked at the students. Some looked polite, some didn't care, while others were visibly unhappy, that I was here. Unfortunately my eyes met with this blonde girl. Just by looking at her, she was giving off the popular-mean- insecure- girl vibes. The teacher asked me to introduce myself to the class. I sighed internally, then forced a smile. I really didn't want to do this at all.

"My name is Irene Dolce, It's a pleasure to meet you all", I said.

I prepared myself for all the whispers to flood in. To my surprise, no one whispered or took it as a big deal. They probably figured that the Dolce family doesn't "have" a daughter. The teacher told me to sit next to a boy named Jason. I looked at the blonde girl's fake smile turn to a face of disgust.

In any highschool setting, that obviously meant the boy was "hers".

Ohh great...what a wonderful first class of my first day.