Boarding School Bullies

Part One- New Girl

"Ah, Miss Dawson" says the large woman as I stand at the gates of my new school. Her hair was a dark brown, but with many grey hairs pocking out, it had been dyed so many times it was starting to split tremendously. Her stomach was pocking out in lumps through her tight black dress, it obviously didn't fit her anymore, but she refused to give it up. "I'm Mrs Meginson, the deputy head. Mr Farms has been waiting for you. Hurry along" she says, turning around on her high heels and walking towards the school. Reluctantly I swing my bag over my shoulder and grab the handle of my suitcase, pulling it along the ground, the wheels hitting every bump in the path with a loud bang. As we walk, I notice her shoes, high black heels that she obviously had trouble walking in since she almost trips up with every step she takes. Her toes poking out of the gap at the bottom, her toenails looked a murky yellow with black at the top. I cringe as I look away, not wanting to see them anymore.

When we reach the office, I had already noticed several people staring at me, whispering, "look at the new girl" "She looks like a slut" "I'd do her" I smirk as I walk. They'd only just taken their first glance and I'd already made an impression. I was going to have an entertaining time here at Hopkin.

I had no idea what my mom was saying to me at the time, I was too drunk to understand a word, but I didn't care. The next day I walked down to get some aspirin since my head was killing me to see my mom on the phone with a serious look on her face. I later found out when she had hung up that she was talking to a school. A school way out of town, away from all my friends, away from my whole life. It was called Hopkin School for Troubled Children. I was furious when I found out, we shouted and screamed at each other for hours, it ended up with me refusing to talk to her for the last few months I was at home. I looked at the website for the school a couple of times. It was some old building with several stain glass windows, the pictures of the class rooms had nuns teaching children dressed in perfect school uniform. It looked like hell. The only time I talked to my mom during those last 4 months together was when I got out of the car and said bye. One word, no more, no less.

"Ah, you must be Miss Dawson" says a deep voice as I'm lead into an office I could only presume was the heads. He looked disturbing. The black hair on his head was obviously a wig since it was completely lopsided. I could see hints of red lipstick smudged on his lips, either he was banging his secretary or he was a cross dresser. His suit was a faded grey, it had several stains of yellow, and some of white, which only left me more disgusted.

"Yep" I reply as he offers his hand, wanting me to shake it. I do, instantly regretting it since it was hot and sweaty. I pull my hand back straight away and quickly wipe it on his coat which was hanging on the coat rack near the doorway where I was still stood. He signals for me to come in and take the seat on the opposite side of the desk.

I spend about an hour in there, pretending to listen to him talk about how I must be honoured to be at his school bla, his expectations for me bla bla, the rules of the school and my timetable bla bla bla.

"I expect great things from you Miss Dawson. Okay. Mrs Meginson will show you to the girls dorm, that reminds me, no boys are allowed in the girls dorm and no girls in the boys dorm. If we find you trespassing you will have an immediate detention" he says. I promise him that I wont trespass, but my fingers are crossed behind my back. I was never one for rules, especially when it included having a boy in my room if you know what I mean.

A I'm lead straight back through the school, most people have already gone to class, but I hear whispering round a corner. I glance around to see a blonde haired boy stood over my the wall his sneaker covered foot propping him up, his arms crossed. He looks over at me and a smirk appears on his lips, he looks me up and down.

"Mr Moon" Mrs Meginson shouts when she realises I was no longer following her. "You should be in class!"

"I should be in photography, but I've found a view that I like a lot" he says, quickly winking at me. His voice was quite deep and raspy, completely sexy. He looks me up and down once more, staring at my legs and ass which was only covered by a pair of tight black denim shorts. His eyes then wander up to my dark blue vest top which was showing quite a bit of cleavage. What?! I wanted to make a good first impression, and it seemed to be working.

"Get to class! Now" she shouts to him.

"Will do. I'll definitely be seeing you later" he says to me before he disappears behind the corner.

"You need to be staying away from that boy" she says as we walk to the girls dorm. "He's nothing but trouble, surprised her hasn't been expelled yet. You don't want to be getting involved with a boy like that"

"Duly noted" I reply as we walk into the dorm. It was by far the nicest place in the school. It was clean, tidy, and still perfectly decorated.

"Matron!" Mrs shouts before a woman in a long grey dress and grey jacket walks out. "Matron. This is Allyson Dawson…"

"Just Ally" I interrupt.

"Ally Dawson" Mrs Meginson corrects herself. "She's new here and needs showing to her room, would you be so kind?"

"Of course I will"

"Just get settled in then go to fourth period" she smiles kindly before walking out, leaving me with matron.

"This way girl" she says leading me up the stairs and into the second room on the left.

"This will be your room. You have no roommate since everyone else has already been paired up. Get settled in." she says before she starts to walk out. "Oh, one more thing. Your going to have change into your uniform. Your personal clothing will give off completely the wrong idea" she sighs, looking me up and down and cringing at what she sees. I laugh to myself as she leaved, proud of the impressions I've made so far.

I change into the uniform and hate it completely. The black pleated skirt is completely too long, going way past my knees, the black loafers look disgusting, and after buttoning my shirt up and putting on the tie I look like a complete idiot! So I decide to make a few changes…

I roll my skirt of several times and when I look in the mirror it only just covers my ass. Perfect. I grab a pair of scissors and cut my white shirt just a bit so some of my stomach is on show, showing off my newly pierced belly button. I unbutton the first few buttons so you can see a glimpse of my new sexy black lace bra. Grabbing my tie from my bed I hear a knock at the window. Rushing over I see the blonde haired boy from earlier climbing the wall hanging outside my window. Opening it up he climbs through and into my room.

"And what do you think your doing here" I smirk as he stands there, looking me up and down again. God he was sexy. His toned muscles were showing through his tight shirt, his black trousers were replaced with a pair of black skinny jeans with a pair of red high top sneakers on his feet. His hair was perfectly messy and the smirk on his lips made it even better.

"I said I'd be seeing you later, just keeping my promise" he says with a wink of his deep brown eyes.

"You haven't got your tie on, and boys aren't allowed in the girls dorm" I say fiddling with the tie which was still in my hands.

"I don't wear the tie, I fine it to… restricting" he whispers as he takes a step closer to me. "And, something tells me your not one for caring about the rules" he smirks again, this time showing a full row of bright white teeth. I grab both ends of my tie and place it around his neck, pulling the tie and pulling him forward with it. I go on my tiptoes and bring my lips right up to his ear before whispering.

"Something tells me your right"