- Making friends here was difficult. You did end up with group of 5. All sweet girls. They were all different unlike the usual people at your hometown.
- Cameron Alto was the man. You didn't get it. Sure you had seen him around. He was popular, clearly rich. You didn't see the appeal in a man who had been making his way around the school.
Your parents moved you to a boarding school to have more opportunities. You were too intelligent for the small school back at home. Now you were stuck, 5 hours from home, at a school where you had to wear a uniform and take high end classes.
You moved into the school your first day. You didn't want to be there. You left all your friends back home. For a cramped shared dorm with a girl that might not even like you.
You ran a hand over your uniform. The jacket over the white blouse felt uncomfortable along with the skirt that went down to your mid thigh. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad..
After a month of going there you did learn a few things.
One particular day, you were sat down at a tree outside of the school. You were writing notes that you had missed when a fresh, musky scent filled your nose. The rustle of leaves as someone sat near you. You glanced over.
It was Cameron. He looked straight ahead and not at you. Just silent and there. He was confused about you. You hadn't even looked his way since arriving here. He was used to girls crawling for him.
"What's your name?" He asked you. His voice was smooth and soothing. Was this how he lured in the girls. You leaned back against the tree and sighed before answering.