"Well here we are." your dad say
You came out of the car and you couldn't believe your eyes. You were standing in front of a big hottel-like school.
"Thank you, dad!" you say and hug your father. "This is like a dream come true."
"So which is better: this or your mother fashion school?" he smile.
"This of corse. I aways wanted to come here."
"And the best part is..."
"There's more?"
"You'll chouse which business you like to take: mine or your mother's."
"Thank you father. You are the greatest."
"I'm doing my best."
You went for your bags but your father took them before you.
"Ladies must not cery this." he say with a smile. He was a very good gentleman.
"Welcome! Welcome!" an lady said when you got to the door. She was about 40-45 with glasses and blond hair.
She had a French accent. "Mr. Thomson, I was expecting you. And this must be the young Ms. Thomson. Welcome, my dear. I'm the director of this school."
She was looking very friendly. Too friendly.
"Frank, take the ladies bags." she said to a young man. He was blond with blue eyes and big smile. He was about 18-19 and he wav very handsome.
"With all of my pleasure." he said and gave you a flirty smile. You blush a little. You saw a tattoo on the inside of his right hand. It was some kind of number. Your father saw it too.
"So, the game is still on?" he ask the director.
"Oh yes. Since that time no one have won. But it's about to end soon."
"Who will be?"
"I don't know. They are a lot of young men in this school." she wink to your
father.
"Well, we'll see." he smile and turn to you. "I'll be going. You have my number if you nead me. Bye, dear." he say and kiss your forehead.
"Good bye, father." you smile.
When he left with the car the director say:
"Shall we go in, Ms. Thomson?"
"Yes." you replaid
When you enter the school you clouldn't believe you eyes. You were in a big room
and it was looking like a lobby of a 5 star hotel.
(It look something like this)
Frank, you and the director went to the 3rd floor. Your room was 1313.
"This is your room. Do you like it?" the director ask.
You look around. It was more than beautiful.
"Like it? I love it!" you say.
"This bed is taken," Frank say. "So this must be yours." and he left the luggage in from the second bed. "I wonder who is your room-mate."
"Oh, Mrs. Watson," a young handsome men came out of the shower. He was one
head ower you, with black hair and green eyes, about 19. He was with a white towel around
his waist. He had a perfect build body. "what are you doing here?"
"I see we took you out of the shower." she eyed him up and down very careful.
"Yes, I didn't expect visitors. So what can I do for you?"
"This is your new room-mate, Mr. Williams" she say and pointed you.
"Nice to meat you, Michael Williams. I'm sorry but you very mach look like a girl." he say and give you a had to shake.
"______ Thomsan, maybe because I am a girl." you smile and shake his hand.
"Hm, a female. Are you sure you are putting her in my room?"
"Yes." she say. "Here father wanted she to be in his ex-room."
"So her father is J.R.Thomson?"
"Yes. An is there a problem with that?" you ask.
"Ha, I wan't talking with you." he gave a sarcastic smile.
"Williams, be nice with the girl." the director say.
"Yeah, Mike. You are lucky to have such a beautiful and inocent creature like her." Frank say and kiss your hand. You blush. You have never seen a man like him.
"You can have her than." Williams say.
"Michael Francis Williams, I have never expected you to act like that." the
director say angry at the boy. He was way taller than her but he was looking
little scared from her. "You will be nice with her. Am I clear, Mr. Williams?"
"Yes, madam, very clear." he say calmly.
"Good." she say.
"No it's not." you interopt. "I undertand that I'm not wanted. If you can find a new room for me I'll be more than happy to move."
"Now your talking." Mike say but the director gave him a deadly look.
"None sence, dear. Do you have troble with him?"
"Well, actually..."
"Of corse you don't. So you Mr. Williams will start acting like a gentlemen,
am I clear, Mr. Williams?" he gave him another deadly look.
"Yes, madam."
"Very well. Frank, my boy, lets go. We have work to do."
"Yes, madam." Frank say but before he go he turn to you. "If this baboon
give you any trouble don't be shy and come to see me. I'm in room 1358 at the
end of the corridor. Frank Little is the name, beautiful one." and he kiss your
hand again. He was very kind.
"Room 1358. Got it." you blush.
He smile and follow the director.
'Got it. _____, that is so stuped. You idiot.' you thought.
"'Got it'?" Michael sit on his bed. "That is stuped."
"Thank you very mach." you say sarcastically.
"You are welcome. So you fall for the 'sweet talk' and the 'kissing hand' from the
medieval times,
typical female."
"Did someone asked you?"
"Ok, big mouth. Let me show you around." he stand up and when to for the
wardrobe which was at the opposite side of the big window. It was very big with
two wings. He open them and you saw at the one side his clothe at the other
empty blue hangers. "This is your side and this is mine. Get it?"
"Yes. I'm not an idiot, you know."
"I just met you. How shall I know? Now the bathroom." he went for the door that was in front
of his bed, the one that he came out.
"Did you just cald me an idiot?" you ask and follow him
"Meybe." he say. "This is the bathroom."
"You can use the shower or the tub. And here we'll keep the tooth bash, the tooth paste
and so on. It this side I keep my things and you can keep yours in the other side.
"I think that is. If you want to ask something I'm on the next bed."
"Were do we do the shoping?"
"In the near village. You'll like it there. It's in the English Midieval times."
"How do I get there?"
"If you have a car or somthing."
"If I don't?"
"You call for taxi."
"Ok."
"Tomorrow I'm going to the village. If you like you can join me. I'll show you around."
'What?' you thought. 'Is this like a date or he is just been friendly? Till few minutes he cald me an idiot and now he is just been friendly. What shall I say?'
"Thomson, 'yes' or 'no'?" he ask. "Don't lie yourself, is not a date."
"What? Like I want to go on a date with you."
"Everybody does, sweety. Tomorrow after breakfust."
"No thanks."
"That wasn't a question." he gave a smirk and went out to get dressed.
