I'm not done yet. And I don't have a name. I actually am kinda worried that it sounds awkward. Please give me advice for this. Enjoy!
I was walking around campus checking out the newbies at Alegria, a private school in southern Oregon. I was more concerned with new members for a secret organization. The older members moved out, leaving me to bring young members in. In the back of my mind I knew I was subconciously looking for a date to the first dance. No guy stood out though. None of them were appealing. A boy with long blonde hair winked at me as I passed by. I don't know what he was expecting, but all he got was a nod. No one deserved me, Libria Gallo. I was lost in my thoughts until an irritatingly soprano voice drove through my ear drums like an ice pick.
"Hey! Lib, wait up!" I turned on one black Gucci heel to see my best friend, Piper, walking towards me.
"Hi, Pip," I said sweetly, "What's up?" As Piper reached me I noticed that she was wearing the same shoes I was. My sweet voice quickly turned to a voice full of malice. "Piper, why are you wearing the same shoes as me?"
"I'm sorry, Lib. I haven't seen you all morning, but luckily I have a different pair in my bag." Piper pulled out a pair of Guess wrap sandals.
"Ah, Piper. Always prepared. Thank you for changing dear. We don't want a fashion catastrophe. Now tell me why you were rushing over to me."
Piper pursed carefully glossed lips. "Amazing things are happening."
I nodded. "Continue."
"There is a new student here at Alegria. Well, two new students. Brother and sister. And they're perfect." Pip took a deep breath and I lead her over to a stone bench.
"Start with the girl. I want name, age, hair, eyes, ethnicity, and GPA."
Piper rolled her eyes, "Glad I researched for you. Her name is Nympha Bertelli. She's full italian. Obvy. She has brown hair and matching eyes. Her GPA is 4.0 and she's fifteen. Enough info for you?"
"Nope. Tell me about the boy."
"His name is Nicola Bertelli. He has jet balck hair and grey eyes. I don't mean blue-grey, but grey grey. He's Italian of course. His GPA is a 4.25 and he's seventeen. Plus he has the sexiest accent ever."
My eyes lit up somewhere during this, "Give me dorms, Pip! Dorms!"
"Well, here's the thing. They aren't in dorms. They're the headmasters step children. So they stay in his house. Nicola is in three of your classes. Nympha is in all of mine."
I smiled devilishly, "I think it's time we payed the headmaster a visit."
"But Libria! We're going to be late to our dorm meeting!" Her hazel eyes were wide with fear. Piper hated missing meetings.
I carefully considered this. "Fine," I snapped. "I need time to go get ready for my future classmate." Piper's eyes went back to normal size and I looped my arm through hers. "Come on. Let's go see what rules our dorm advisor has made for us to break this year."
