Allison

What is you had a chance to start over in a new place, with new faces, and nothing to worry about. To have a clean slate with every body in town?

Allison Hampton gets this chance, but not in the way she'd like. She expects everything to be fine. She expects that no one will know who she is, or why she's there, or how she got there.
But that doesn't happen. Once Allison gets to Sliverstone Academy, this start happening. Bad things.....

Will Allison discover who she really is, and why she was sent to the Academy? Or willl she, and the school go down in flames?

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1. A new Start

                          

      "Deep into that darkness peering,long I stood there, wondering,fearing,doubting,dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."-Edgar Allen Poe

 

I walked up to the Siverstone Academy.  This was my one chance to start over.  My last chance.  I can't screw this up, like I have so many times before.  I took a deep breath and walked into the main building, toward the head master's office.

  I moved as teens rushed past me to get to their classes. They eyed me then walked swiftly away, softly whispering to one another.  I pushed the door in, and stepped inside, to the front desk.

  "Hi. I'm Allison Hampton.  I was told to report here once I arrived." I said politely to the secretary.

"Ah, Allison.  Head master Sliverstone has been waiting for you. Right this way." she said as she motioned to the door. She walked ahead of me, and knocked on the door .A muffled answer come from the next room, and she opened the door.

 

 "Come in." he called. I took a deep breath, and stepped into the office.  A chill ran down my spine. This place was beyond creepy. Way to creepy for my likings.

 "Hello Allison. My name is Head master Silverstone. Founder of Silverstone Academy. I am very pleased you accepted our invitation to join us here at the Academy." he started.

 

 Head master Silverstone was an older man. Salt and pepper hair. Bad teeth. Accent. Was he british? Maybe...  He wore a suit with a white rose bud pinned to the pocket.  His office was clean, discarding the piles of documents that were placed on his desk.  There was a faint smell of cinnamon and........ something bad.  It just didn't smell right.

 

"Please, take a seat." he gestured to the velvet covered chair.  I took a seat, and watched as he took a sip of his tea. "I assume you're flight here was pleasant?"

 

Oh hell no it wasn't.  "Yes, it was very nice.Thank you for asking."  Mom always told me to be polite.

He nodded and pulled a file from the top of his papers.

He slipped two papers our of it's sleeve, and looked at them, before handing them over to me.

  "Here is your class schedule, and the school handbook. You can get your ID and the rest of your papers at the front desk." he said.  I nodded and stood up, making my way to the door.

"And Allison," he said, making me turn around. "Welcome to the Academy."

 

 

 

 

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