Chapter Fourteen

MY FIRST DAY

 

IT WAS MY FIRST DAY at my new school, Olympus Academy.

Thankfully, my cramps had calmed down and I was more uncomfortable than in pain. I was a bit worried about wearing a skirt, especially since it was not really my kind of normal dress code. As I pulled into the parking lot, I wondered if my car would stand out, but when I found an empty spot between a Bentley and a Mercedes, I knew I’d blend right in. I was also armed with four hundred dollars in cash and Weston’s Black American Express card until mine came in.

In cash alone I was carrying more than I made on a paycheck.

Yeah, at least parts of me were going to blend in, but I wasn’t so sure about the rest of me. The me parts, and not the props.

My eyes scanned the courtyard, and a tiny bit of dread fell over me. If I thought I felt out of place at my old school, it could never compare to the barrage of L.A. girls done up to look like movie stars and the boys who were ripped and ready for the next action mo