^^^^Esmerelda- Antoinette's Highschool^^^^

Esmerelda- Antoinette's POV

"Who's f*cking child is this." He said loudly. I have to say his voice sounded abnormally cold.

"I'm not a child, umm kind gentlemen," I say in my cute voice, his head snaps to me and I just stare.

"What the f*ck you talk?" He asked me. I just looked bewildered. Of course, I talk darling... I am human unless you think I'm an alien. I don't mind being an alien. Wait, let me play a trick on him.

"Wait a minute... You can see me." I am astonished. I pulled my most shocked face. It was Grade-A acting if you ask me. The handsome young gentlemen just pulled me by my sleeve and dragged me to wherever he was taking me. Eyes were on me now. Many of the girls were staring at me in surprise. I don't want to be one of those basic girls but, I've always wanted a cliche moment like this to happen in my life. I giggle. I tried to escape the gentleman's grasp but he was truly strong. This man was quite tall. I think around 6 foot 2 at least. Based on his looks he probably passed puberty and he's probably a senior. His tie was loose and he had two of his buttons unbuttoned. He kind of looked laid-back and put together all at the same time. He would make a wonderful model. Perhaps for teen Vogue or Calvin Klein. Looking at his figure he seemed pretty well built, I would imagine him to have abs under the white shirt. We came to an abrupt stop and the boy pushed me in front of another lovely gentleman. This gentleman had grey eyes and blond hair. He was probably an inch shorter than the brown-eyed man. He had a cheeky grin that reminded me of a typical school heartthrob. By the way, he was looking at the brown-eyed man he hadn't noticed my tiny presence. The two charming men seemed to have a very strong friendship bond as they did their little handshake with the aggressive pat on the back. The brown-eyed boy spoke once again.

"Look what I found. A kid. She has the audacity to use that mouth of hers and speak to me. I think she's a new bird. She probably doesn't even know who I am. Also, she played that 'You can see me' trick on me. Amateur. You know us. Since we have found the new student I say we give them the perfect welcoming." The brown-eyed boy seemed quite annoyed by his presence. I hadn't said anything so far and I think now's a good time to speak. I was about to say something but the cheeky blond boy beat me to it.

"This tiny little baby bird tried playing a trick on you. Wow, that's a first, even for a new kid. We usually give the 'don't mess with us' vibe. Clearly, this one's a little slow. I didn't even see her. She is so tiny. You sure she hasn't come to the wrong school." The blond boy says, eyeing me peculiarly.

"Umm my apologies for disrupting your conversation about me that you're having in front of me. But there are 20 minutes till class starts and I need to get my schedule and locker number. Now if you guys could just tell me where the reception or main office is, I'll be on my merry way." I say politely. Looking at these people, it's like they own the school, so I wouldn't want to mess with them and make everybody hate me. That would be an amateur move for me.

"Oh my god, I think I changed my mind, Bishop. Let's keep her. She's sooo cute. Like a tiny little birdie trying to fly away from us but then we'll capture her, lock her up in a cage and raise her." The blond boy came near my face and pinched my cheeks. My eyes widened at his compliment. I guess he is one for dark humor.

"Hugo, look what you did now. Now she knows our names. You dumb*ss." Bishop says. I snicker at his sudden outburst.

"But look, Bishop. She's harmless. She has a broken leg and a broken arm. What is she going to do... kill us. I doubt that. It's about time we had an addition to this group. A younger addition who would continue our legacy in this school. Senior year's gonna start. Might as well use her." Hugo suggests. Is that some weird way of asking for my friendship? Are we going to become friends? Oh my gosh! I've always wanted some friends!

"Hugo, I think you're being irrational here. We should at least choose someone who looks a little more mature to pass on our legacy. We aren't that desperate. The whole school literally will do everything we f*cking say." Bishop says. I guess Bishop doesn't want to be my friend. Perhaps I should bribe him. Convince him that I am more than just a 'little child' as he put it."

"My guy. Just because she doesn't look mature doesn't mean she isn't pretty. She does look quite a kiddush, has some chub around the cheeks, a practically invisible jawline, and absolutely no high leverage doesn't mean we can't make her one of us." Hugo responds. I like this Hugo fellow. His personality is growing on me.

"I agree with Hugo. I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve. I am a total cutie. I give you my best puppy-dog eyes and the whole world will kneel in front of me. I am also quite an intellectual. Quite a smarty pants. I will be a very faithful friend and you guys can come over to my house every weekend to just chill out. I am also very loyal and I will do anything with you when I become your friend. I am willing to learn whatever I need to be your friend." I finished my speech. I see Bishop's cold eyes glare at me and then he thinks. After about2 minutes of silence Hugo and Bishop look at each other and nod.

"You are now a trainee ready to be a part of our group. Our group consists of Hugo and I and two other guys. Now there are a series of tests you have to pass to be one of us. One of the Royals. Let's get your schedule and locker code. We will adjust whatever needs to be done accordingly." Bishop announces. He grabs my right hand and Hugo gently grabs my left shoulder. They both drag me to the reception.

"We need a schedule for her," Hugo says in a cold voice and nudges me forward. The receptionist looks a little scared when looking at the 'Royals' but she smiles when her eyes meet mine.

"What's your name?" The kind lady asks.

"That would be Esmerelda- Antoinette Dark," I responded. Sylvester had allowed me to use his last name as a cover-up for the 'Romano.'

"Ahh yes. Here is your schedule. The password for your locker is written on the paper and your locker number is 125. Have a great day." The lady says.

"Change her locker number to 005, near ours. Make sure all of her schedules had either of us one Royals." Bishop says with a stone-cold face. He seems like a very strict character. Quite intriguing.

"Umm Yes sir. I'll do that right away." The lady stuttered. I just roll my eyes. These boys really need to learn some manners. Even if they own the school doesn't mean they have the right to be rude to staff members who haven't done a thing against them.

"Okay, so I have changed the schedule. Here is the new one. Once again the locker password is on the paper and your locker number is 005 as requested. Have a great day!" She said as cheerfully as possible.

I took the paper and was about to read the schedule but it was snatched out of my hand by none other than Hugo.

"Okay, so she has English, Biology, Math, Break, Dance, PHE, French and Italian. Okay, so I take her for English and Math since we have the same classes there. Bishop, you take her for PHE and Italian. Which leaves Break and French with Roman and dance and Biology with Kai." Hugo says.

"Ight. See ya." Bishop did one of those handshakes again and left without saying goodbye to me. Jeez, what's his problem?

"That leaves you my little bird, with me. For English, we have Mrs. Assela but we shorten it to Mrs. *ss because she is what she's named." Hugo says. Oh! She can't be that bad, can she? Hugo grabs my non-injured hand and takes me to our English class. As I enter the classroom I see that everybody was already seated. I checked the time on the analog clock and said we were 2 minutes late. "I see you late again, Mr. Hugo Lavigne. Gladly I'm not surprised by your atrocious behavior." Just hearing her cranky old voice was a sign that Hugo was right. She was an *ss. I admit shocking my vulgar words. 

Author's Note:

Hello Shadies. I have blessed you with yet another chapter. Now I have a very important question to ask you guys... Do you guys want Esmerelda- Antoinette to mature a little bit? Being surrounded by high schoolers will educate her in knowing all the 'vulgar' terminology if you know what I mean. Also, should I start the other book I asked you guys your opinion about while I'm writing this one or should I complete this one first? Please like, comment, vote, read, share, and follow. Bye Beans! 

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