Witty Academy

Chapter One:
A huge bus pulled into the parking lot of Witty Academy. Fifty girls ran from the bus, eagerly awaiting their first day at the academy. A dozen more buses followed, and hundreds of girls poured out into the parking lot, dragging huge luggage for their first year living at the Witty dorms. A man came walking to the parking lot from inside the Academy. As he came closer, the girls noticed his name tag: "Steve - Steve". Most girls would be wondering why his name was on the tag twice, but every girl there knew the exact reason. One "Steve" for his real name, one "Steve" for his Witty username. Witty Academy was a prestigious school, and every student had to meet a few requirements. First of all, they had to be real. Not jockers, or girls pretending to be boys. Secondly, they had to meet academic standards. And lastly, every student at Witty Academy had to be a self-defined Witty Profiles lover. Steve stopped within a few feet of the girls.
"Hello, Wittians," Steve smiled, tucking a large clipboard under his arm. Steve was obviously awaiting a response, but the girls just stared. Steve continued. "Welcome to your first day at Witty Academy. Here, I have your class lists. You have all been evaluated based on your Witty profiles, and sorted. Each of you will also receive a basic information packet about Witty Academy and a name tag.  Steve lead the students into the school. Every girl was in awe. Witty Academy was beautiful. The dome-shaped ceiling was made entirely of stained glass, and the walls were a beautiful beige. The floor tile consisted of a million swirling colors. Steve stopped and directed the girls into a ginormous auditorium. Each girl took a seat in the soft chairs and benches lining the arena. Steve walked up to a podium and begin calling out usernames. Each girl walked up to the stage and collected their name tag, Witty Academy information, and their class assignment. The process moved fairly quickly, and soon all of the girls were gathered on the huge stage, sorted by their class. The girls helped each other put on their name tags and waited for Steve to begin speaking.
"So, girls, you've probably noticed that there are no boys here," Steve said, looking at the girls. They nodded, and Steve went on. "The boys came here earlier. They'll be in their own class, but they'll have lunch with you. Actually, you'll all be having lunch together. The Witty Academy cafeteria can hold seven-hundred people, and you're welcome to eat anywhere in the school if you wish. But you'll read that later, in your info packets. Now, I'll be splitting you up into your rooms. Every class will share a room in the dorm. Don't worry, the rooms are gigantic," Steve smiled. Steve then read the classes' rooms. Each class followed a Witty Academy director through the amazing building to their room. When class 1C got to their room, each student was awestruck. The room consisted of twenty twin beds, ten on each side of the room. Each bedspread was white with big blue-green polkadots all around it. In the middle of the bedspreads, a girl's Witty username was sewn on in black thread. Above each bed, there was a small cabinet, and there were six drawers for clothes under each bed. The girls eagerly found their bed and collapsed in amazement. One girl, whose name tag read "Paralizzi - Lizzi", spoke up. "This is too good to be true...". Every girl nodded in agreement, and another girl spoke. Her name tag read "marinaluvsu - Marina".
"This is amazing. I can't believe this! We're going to have the best year ever!"
Every girl smiled and nodded. One girl, whose name tag stated "jmcoudz - Janelle", opened the cabinet over her bed. "Oh my gosh!" she squealed. "Look at this!"
All of the girls opened their cabinets. Inside, there was a large mirror. Written on the mirror, in huge letters, was the message "You are beautiful. Don't forget it.". Behind each mirror was a red rose for every girl.
The girls didn't know it yet, but in every other room, the same thing was happening. The difference was that each class had something different in the cabinets, fitted to their needs. Class 1C was a very special class. The class was filled with girls who had huge insecurities.




Comment • Fave • Follow (: