The next few days were a mind f**k.
Serenity started school, and with her intellect and perfectionist habits beat into her, she was speaking French in a seasoned manner and only stumbling over it when she thought too hard.
A new junior to attend the grey looking building that had the same palace look as their home, but it had been updated. Ramps for wheel cheers and water fountains and lockers, Serenity was the new girl. So of course she was stared at.
Pushing her brown curls back as she opened her locker, she was grabbing her books for the first two periods when someone said, “Hey, welcome to Bellwynter. I’m Ellie Blake. Eleanor, but Ellie please.” Looking up and finding a gorgeous girl who should be modeling, Serenity blushed, “H-hi. I’m Serenity Harbinger. Pleasure.”
Seeing her
