Young Writers Society

Chapter One

Rosalie. That's her name. Rosalie Beauchamp. A new addition to York Liberty Academy. Many girls envied her. Like how children envied eachother for having more toys or how regular people would envy those rich celebrities who have everything. But this is different. I guess girls did have a reason to envy Rosalie. She was perfect. She has long flowing blonde hair that framed her face perfectly, fair skin, and blue eyes that you would never want to stop looking at. She looked like one of those size 2 girls who had everything, but we don't know anything about her yet.

"I hope you girls would make Madmoiselle Beauchamp feel welcome here," Madame Adora said gesturing to Rosalie.

"Take your seat beside Madmoiselle Richmond." Avalie Richmond raised her hand as Madame Adora gestured to her. Rosalie walked past the girls, leaving girls with glaring eyes and some with anxious ones. Everyone wanted to know her, find out who she is, and what got her here.

York Liberty Academy is a very hard school to get into. You have to go into initiation before you can officially become a student here. The first stage being auditioning and having the school find out your talent, and the second stage being to impress the staff and the council. The second stage is the hardest. They ask you many questions on your personal life and you have to respond using intermediate language and the lack of using "um" and "uh". Took me a long time to get to where I am.

When Rosalie reached her seat, Avalie took the chance to greet her.

"Hey." she said.

Rosalie nodded.

"Do you like it here so far?." Avalie continued.

"Yes. I guess so." Rosalie replied.

"That's great. York Liberty is an awesome school. By the way, I'm Avalie." Avalie said.

"I'm Rosalie.Really? Because just now, while I was walking on my way here my cellphone rang and a teacher walking past me glared." She replied.

"Ahh, Mrs.Avondale. The strictest teacher here." Avalie explained. Roaslie's eyes were filled with wonder. Rosalie and Avalie turned towards Madame Adora, who was writing down the conjugations for Parler.

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As girls filed out of the french room and towards their lockers, Rosalie headed towards the office to collect her information. Again, leaving behind trails of glares and anxiety. She met up with Headmaster Octavia.

"Good morning Headmaster Octavia, you advised me to be here?" Rosalie asked.

"Yes. I have gathered your information. Early in the morning you have French with Madame Adora, then Science with Ms.Arica, then Language and so on. Your locker is Locker 240 and you may choose whether or not you would like to sign up for extra cirriculars." Headmaster Octavia explained. Rosalie took the information from Headmaster Octavia.

"I would definitely like to take some extra cirriculars. Maybe music or gymnastics." Rosalie replied.

Headmast Octavia smiled. "Alright, I'll talk to Renee about it. I hope you have a wonderful day here at York Liberty Academy!"

Rosalie smiled and left.

"Hey Rosalie." Someone said behind her. Rosalie turned and saw a girl with long, brown hair and shiny green eyes that stared at her.

"Do I know you?" Rosalie asked.

The girl laughed. "You'll find out. All I'm here to say is...don't try to think you can take over my school and flirt with the boys."

"Boys? What boys? This is an all girls school, isn't it?" Rosalie asked, confused.

"Ugh, don't you know anything yet? There is an all boys school right next door, called Recta Nomster Academy. We go there every time a period is over." She explained. Rosalie wondered if the boys there were like the ones she knew, kind, gentle, and understanding, not rough, dirty, and judgemental.

'Well, why do you think I would catch some of the boy's attention?" Rosalie asked.

"Because with a figure and face like yours, let me just say that you'll have some friends, lovers, and definitely some enemies." The girl glared at her on last time, and left.

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When Rosalie walked outside, she saw many things. Girls on their cellphones, girls applying nailpolish on eachother's nails, and some studying. When she looked to her right, she saw girls flirting with the boys at Recta Nomster Academy. She even saw the girl that snapped at her flirting with one boy. She looked for a familiar face, the one from French. What was her name again? she asked herself. Oh well, doesn't matter. As she continued looking, she caught sight of a an "intriguing" boy. He had dirty blonde hair that would perfectly match a surfer's hair, and he had deep green eyes that made her want to melt. He was throwing around a football with his friends, he looked around, caught her eye and smiled. Rosalie wanted to melt, right there. She smiled back, not knowing what else to do.

"Go talk to him," someone said behind her. Rosalie turned around, it was her, from french.

"Don't look like you don't know what I'm talking about, go talk to him." Avalie said.

"I-I can't. He's busy." Rosalie replied.

"Busy? Guys from Recta Nomster would give up anything to be able to talk to us girls." Avalie said. Rosalie took that in mind.

"B-but, he might think I'm weird, talking to him on the spot." Rosalie stuttered.

"Well, watch and learn Rosalie." Avalie said. She walked down the steps toward a few boys that were talking to eachother. Avalie started to talk to one of them, making them laugh. She twirled her hair and smiled alot. She was a flirtacious one. She sat down beside one of them, who made room for her, and she motioned for Rosalie to go.

Rosalie took a deep breath, and said to herself," You can do this, he's just a boy." She started to walk down the steps toward the boy. She saw many eyes boreing into her neck, but she ignored it this time. She wanted to get it over with.

She reached the group of boys.

"H-Hi." Rosalie stuttered.

"Hey...whoa." One of them said. He dropped the football like he just wanted to talk to her.

"I-I'm Rick." He said. This made Rosalie feel confident.

"I'm Rosalie." She held out her hand for a shake, and looked at Avalie, who shook her head. She pulled back.

"You new at York Liberty?" Rick asked.

"Yeah, it's pretty good." Rosalie replied.

"Yo Rick! Stop making googly eyes at some random...hey." One of the other boys said. He began walking towards her. Rosalie was excited, but the excitement dropped when it wasn't the boy she fancied.

"Hey hot stuff." He said, slapping her butt. This made Rosalie feel very uncomfortable, but it caught the attention of the boy. He started walking over to them.

"Josh, stop hitting on girls, you know it's never going to happen." He said, slapping him on the head. Rosalie smiled.

"I'm Griffin." He said, looking at Rosalie with his deep green eyes.

"I-I'm Rosalie." She answered.

"Yo Gri, lay off! I saw her first!" Rick snapped at Griffin, punching him playfully.

"Yeah, sure. But I saw her making googly eyes at me with those sweet blue eyes." Griffin said winking at Rosalie. Rosalie's chest hurt, in a good way.

"Whatever man. Let's just play football." Rick said, turning towards where the other guys were playing football.

"So, you new at York Liberty?...Rosalie?" He said.

"Um, yeah. I am." Rosalie answered.

"You know, I here girls sneak out of class just to see us guys play soccer, with our shirts off." Griffin said, winking again.

"Really? Is that supposed to impress me?" Rosalie asked playfully, gathering all her confidence.

"Did it work?" Griffin asked, smiling.

"Hm, I'll get back to you on that one." Rosalie said. She was a confident girl now.

"Aww, c'mon." He whined. He gestured at an empty bench. "Wanna sit?"

"Sure." Rosalie replied. They both made their way towards the bench and sat.

"So, do you have a boyfriend?" Griffin asked, looking down at his shoes.

"Why? Do you have a girlfriend?" Rosalie asked.

"No." Griffin answered.

"Then, yes. I do have a boyfriend." Rosalie replied.

"Makes sense, someone as beautiful as you would already be taken anyway." Griffin said, looking into her eyes.

"Well, I don't know why YOU don't have a girlfriend. I mean, you are hot, and judging by how much I know you, I think you're really athetic." Rosalie said, looking back.

"You know, I find you really interesting Rosalie." Griffin said.

"Really? You're not supposed to find me interesting." Rosalie said playfully. The York Liberty Academy bell rang, and Rosalie and Griffin stood up. Rosalie took the first step, tripped on a branch, and fell...into Griffin's arms. For a minute, they were gazing into eachother's eyes, not caring about the bell, time, people, it was like it was them two only. Rosalie noticed how beautiful his eyes were and the gushy feeling in her chest. Griffin saw how blue Rosalie's eyes were, and how beautiful her smile was, he definitely felt something for her. Rosalie stood up and dusted her uniform.

"Um, s-sorry." She said.

"No, it's fine." Griffin replied.

"Um, the bell rang-"

"Oh, right." Rosalie said, feeling embarrased. She ran off towards the school doors, leaving Griffin breathless. But don't blame him, everyone finds her intriguing.