In the next days – actually just Friday and Saturday, Siobhan and I did our resumption shopping, sponsored by her parents of course. We actually didn’t need much but Siobhan will take advantage of any opportunity to buy new stuff. We spent the resumption night in my house in our pretend camp on the floor binging on chocolate and watching summer romance movies and yes she spent more time talking about Andre than she did watching the movies. Everything I know about Andre, I know against my will.
I can honestly do without knowing a person like him exists because with the stories Siobhan tells me I can’t help but worry. But I guess I should be happy that he hasn’t sent dick pictures to her yet. If he does and she shows it to me like she usually does, I’ll probably puke.
Dad came up the stairs to check on us – dad adores Siobhan. I’m his princess and yes she’s his boss’s daughter but of all my friends he loves Siobhan the most.
“Is it safe to come in?” he asked.
“Yes, dad,” Siobhan yelled.
He pushed the door open and poked his head around the door opening to peer into the room. We had turned off the lights for a better camping experience.
“How are my girls doing?” he walked into the room to join us on the floor. I had paused the movie and thankfully it wasn’t on an explicit scene. Even though Siobhan and I turned 18 early this year, dad still treats us as kids. I guess he’s only going to stop when we finally graduate and move on to the university.
“We’re good. We were just watching movies.”
“Right. Now before you kill me for behind an old man whatever I say here I say out of love for you both,” he laughed. “I want you girls to be good in school. No distractions, especially you Bianca, you’re the Head girl of a prestigious school and every student is looking up to you.”
Siobhan nudged me and grinned. I smiled. Dad was right though, as Head girl of Edwin and Co. there was a lot expected of me. The last Head girl Jessica Underwood had been so efficient in her job that she basically ran the school under the nose of Mr. Jorge, the principal. She left huge shoes to fill
“I know that dad,” I said.
Dad turned to Siobhan, his eyes turning jovial. “And you, man catcher, I want you to be more serious in school. I trust Bianca will rein you in when you girls move into your senior quarters.”
“I’ll be a good girl, dad, you know I never lie,” Siobhan crossed her heart with a mock-serious expression.
“And I definitely will keep her under control, you can count on me.”
Dad kissed us both goodnight and left. We continued our movies until we were tired then early the next morning Mr. Hayes sent his driver to come pick Siobhan and me for school. After dad and mom hauled our stuff into the car they waved us goodbye. Mom hugged me close and kissed my hair, dad hugged us both so tight telling us once again to be good girls. After spending a long time saying our goodbyes we got into the car and started our journey to the school.
We gossiped about our classmates and talked about our lives as finals. Finally, when the driver couldn’t take it anymore he turned the radio on to a music channel to drown out our voices but that proved to be a futile effort when we began to sing along with the pop songs playing.
Hours later we were traveling along the borders and a few minutes later the gates of Edwin and Co. loomed. In all the country everyone knows Edwin and Co. is the best. It was home to the children of billionaires, pop singers, love children to the mistresses of oil tycoons…name it, it’s all here in Edwin and Co.
The driver drove straight past the normal student hostels to the seniors' quarters which has its own gate and fence surrounding the different apartments built for different final-year students. The senior’s quarters were built to make concentration on final exams easy for the year three seniors but I can tell you that nothing related to school studies ever happens in the senior quarters. The last senior students had been so wild we could hear their parties over at the normal hostel. Even my role model, Jessica Underwood was wild as much as she was responsible. And I remember the budding romance she had with Head boy Christian Ward.
Here at Edwin and Co., there’s a tradition that every Head boy and girl ever always end up together and that was true for the past Head girl Annabel and her boyfriend Martin. It was the same for Christian and Jessica. I always thought they were the cutest together. I hope they're still together. One thing I can say though is I hope I never have to continue that tradition because Head boy Aaron is not the kind of person I want to end up with.
There were already a few seniors moving into their apartments. By the time I came down from the car Siobhan had already gone to different apartments to exchange greetings and stories about our vacation. I helped the driver to take our things out of the car and in return he helped me with the bags to my apartment. The Head girl’s apartment. It was larger than the others. I already know Siobhan would be spending most of her time in my apartment if she’s not making out with one of our classmates.
“Hey, Head girl.”
I turned. It was Aaron. Head boy.
“Hi, Aaron. How was your holiday?”
“It was great. Are you ready to begin your duties as Head girl of the prestigious Edwin and Co.?”
I laughed. “Well, I just arrived. Tomorrow is the first assembly and I need all the time I can to prepare my nerves for it.”
“Sure. If you ever need anything,” he winked. “I’m your next-door neighbor.”
I fought the urge not to cringe. Uh uhn not yet Aaron Pratt, I remember what you did to me in junior class. And speaking of lines, thank God Andre Rios is far away from us now. Now Siobhan can focus on other guys.
“Sure,” I said to him before turning away to unlock my door so I could take my things inside. The apartment was clean and it smelled nice. The living room had a couch and an armchair. There was a side shelf with an electric kettle, coffee mugs, and books. I checked the room. It was fairly large with a bed, a rug under it, and an electric fireplace for the winter – it used to be a stone fireplace though. I know this because Jessica Underwood invited me to her room once when she interviewed her list of possible successors. My closet was huge enough to hold the excess stuff I bought. My kitchen was large, it had a working fridge. I stood and admired everything. It felt like my own space.
Suddenly my front door burst open and Siobhan burst in.
“Ohhu this place is amazing!”
I smiled as she walked into my room with a huge smile on her face.
I laughed.
I guess it’s not my space since my best friend will be here almost every minute of the day.
The next morning I stood in front of my mirror adjusting my necktie. The plaid skirt stopped mid-thigh with my thick pantyhose covering what skin the skirt couldn’t. My white shirt was tucked into my skirt. Once I was done with my necktie I pick my blazer and wore it, attaching my Head girl badge on the left side. Time to go out there and lead. I met Siobhan just coming out of her apartment with one of our classmates, AdeShewa – Shewa for short. She smiled and waved at me. “Morning!” They both came over so we could walk together. Shewa playfully flicked at the badge. “I always thought Jessica was going to give me this,” she laughed. “I thought so too, I thought you guys were friends. And Annabel Reed did nominate you for Head girl didn’t she?” Siobhan asked. “Yeah. I did play a vital role in getting Christian and Jessica together and she betrayed me like this.” Shewa shrugged. She was always smiling, displaying her deep dimples so I knew she was joking. “But we will all agree tha
“Everyone let’s welcome to our midst, Andre and Carla Rios.” A surprise wave went through the hall as every student’s eyes, including mine, swept across the hall to the door on the right wing which was thrown open to reveal the face I thought I was never going to see again. Handsome as ever, Andre Rios, tall and sexy in the Edwin and Co. uniform – it’s a crime to look that good in a uniform – walked through. Behind him was a lookalike who was slightly shorter. It was a girl with dark brows and dark hair identical to his. It was plain to see they were twins so there was no mistaking that they were the ones Mr. Jorge was talking about yet I wanted it to be some kind of mistake.As they walked up the podium to join us a lone clap suddenly started. I looked up and saw a beaming Siobhan happily clapping, her eyes glued on Andre. Andre, who was smirking smugly. With each step he took I found myself wishing I was dreaming because only in a fairytale story would this be happening. Why is he h
For the rest of the day I managed to avoid Andre like a plague – he is a plague alright! A plague out to break my best friend’s heart!I was still in the process of processing his sudden appearance and Mr. Jorge wants ME to be his student guide! No thanks. I gladly let Aaron do the honors of showing him around school. I bet he had a bloody good time getting to see the many girls to fling with while pretending to date Siobhan on the side. I wonder if those girls I saw staring at him in the hall know he has a girlfriend.Since it was officially the first day of school avoiding him was very much easy. Here in Edwin and Co., the first day of resumption isn’t that big of a deal since the teachers still have to put their notes for the term together. So since I had no classes for the day I spent my time in the library and the press room where I made plans with Shewa, the president of the School Press. Apparently, she was considering submitting a request to the School Board to begin an Edwin
“What are you doing?!”The strap of my nightgown snapped from its clasp. If I hadn’t hugged my chest fast enough the corner would have dropped down to expose me. I glared at him as I struggled to reattach the clasp. He moved closer, finally stepping through the threshold, and reached for the strap.“Get your hands away from me,” I fought him off. “What the hell were you thinking when you did that?”“Relax and let me fix that for you.”“Can you just stop with the strap joke already? It’s as icky as saying ‘ Are you lost baby girl’ for God’s sake…”He wouldn’t let me finish before he slapped my hand off to fix the strap. I fought him but eventually, he held my hand down and fixed it with just one hand. He was so close, his warmth felt so good radiating off his body to mine, and his hair smelled like beach and summer. It felt so good. But he was taking too long getting his hands off me, he kept adjusting it until I almost blew my top.“I see you fix straps for a living,” I acknowledged c
Ask Diddy your most personal interrelationship questions. Tell Diddy everything. Go on! We dare you! Remember, the reason Ask Diddy is added to the school newspaper is to help students interact with a fellow yet anonymous student. All secrets told to Diddy remain secret. Dear Diddy,Everyone knows me as the love child between Chris Matic - yes that super hot actor from the Revengers movie and my mom is Kendall Brentwood – yes the Kendall Brentwood and guess what? Chris’s legitimate daughter is in my class! She wants to make friends with me but I can’t help but feel she’s trying to trick me into becoming friends with her just so she can easily bully me. What do you think I should do? I feel guilty already that my mom made her dad cheat on her mom!_ HELP! Dear HELP! She might genuinely want to get make friends with you which means there’s no cause for alarm. She mostly likely sees a kindred spirit in you. You both are kids and you aren’t responsi
Short of announcing the party during the announcements section of the assembly, Shewa was doing a good job announcing the first Senior’s party of the school year and soon it became what everyone was talking about. Of course, it was to take place in the seniors’ quarters which meant that no juniors were invited, just us Class 3 seniors. Siobhan already chose the theme for the party: Hot or Not Bikini Splash! I guess I should have expected that theme. Everyone knows the best way to show off your assets is to wear a bikini or bath suit, I suppose that’s a mating call for us humans or something. I’m just kidding but that’s what Siobhan chose and her party announcement was causing a rave. The excitement in Class 3 was charged. Eva wanted to get a new bikini and she knew just which store to order from, Jon wanted to be in charge of the music, someone was talking about the drinks for the party. I couldn’t catch a break because Siobhan had graciously announced me as the party planner and ev
I thought I was going to have time off to myself after school but Siobhan had other plans. I had barely taken my uniform off when she burst into my apartment making me question my decision to give her my key.“Bianca there’s an emergency.”“No there’s not,” I said taking my shirt off. Hopefully creep Andre isn’t hiding somewhere trying to catch me taking my skirt off. For good measure, I had locked my balcony doors to prevent any surprise visits from him again.“There is. I don’t have a bikini to wear!”“You mean you don’t have what you think is good enough out of the 500 and something bikinis you have?”“You Bianca Davis are such a killjoy. Yes, I don’t think they are good enough. I need Andre’s head turning my way, I need his eyes glued on my body, I need him watching me nonstop.”“You need a creep?” because the way I see it that’s what she’s asking for. “And what’s with the desperation? I thought you guys were getting really close during the summer?”She plopped on my bed to mope.
Party party party.That was all we could think of until finally, Friday rolled around. Honestly, it couldn’t have come sooner because I was up to my neck in the preparations and planning and all that good stuff until I thought I was going to drop dead. Luckily I got help from the Social and Recreational activities prefect, Dan McBride, he offered to be the MC and we both came up with fun activities for the night. The excitement in the senior quarters was almost at bursting point. It was all we could talk about. Even the other regular students talked about it and almost immediately Siobhan became a star for throwing the first big party of the term! Some of the Class 2 seniors had even tried to bribe their way for invitations through me and Shewa. Some of the Class 3 seniors even had boyfriends and girlfriends among the Class 1 and 2 seniors and had wanted to bring their partners to the party but Siobhan made it clear it was an exclusive Class 3 seniors party. Of course, there were ri