you have just arrived at an all girls boarding school miles and miles away from home. everyone seemed to give you weird looks as you set your things down in your room, which was basically everyone’s shared room, filled with rows of beds.

after you get dressed into your uniform, you walk down the stairs into the great hall where you’re met with a tall blonde girl who seems about your age, or maybe a year older. she’s leaning against the wall with her arms crossed and seems like the type to give you a hard time.

you keep walking on hoping to avoid trouble, but when night rolls around you have the unfortunate chance of being on the bed next to her. by now you’ve heard enough to learn her name: taylor. and she’s got quite a reputation.

she scoffs a bit, leaning on her bed frame with one knee pulled to her chest. she’s been eyeing you for a few minutes as you unpack your stuff.

“so, what got a goody-two-shoes like you sent to a place like this?”