Never had a conquest looked lovlier in the eyes of Christabel Benjamin,holding the letter of acceptance and admission in her hands .
the world seemed to go numb and for the first time in a long time she felt something,she couldn't quite place it, as emotions and feelings were foreign to her person.
she smiled to herself and that was all she could do not to pound her chest to the universe proclaiming herself a conqueror .
she was a born survivor and had learnt from an early age about the in's and out's of surviving in this world full of despair and spite, one of the things she had been convicted to while growing up was that life throws shit at people and even at her young age, she had grown fighting it wills.
Lorrens high had been Christabel's most converted dream since she learnt how to read, it was her only dream that didn't involve surviving or fighting and at last she had gotten the call up letter.
she was on full time scholarship which was scarcely heard of especially for a school as expensive and elegant as Lorrens high .
All her life she hadn't been one to care about the schools she attended , she had seen education as a waste of time anyway but she couldn't ever compare the public schools she attended at yabba to this elegancer .
she couldn't help but think that life had finally labeled her a character in it's forebearing charade.
She could only imagine the set of trials life had in stock for her after this victory because no matter what those narrow minded motivational speakers said , the trials will always come , harder and harder.
The ringing of bells jolted her from her reverie and she discovered she was getting late .
On her first day of school lateness was not something she wanted to portray ,at least she shouldn't make it easy for the universe to fuck her up.
Mentally shaking herself,she hurried through the stampede of students that were hurding the halls, maneuvering through the tough crowd of desperate students.
The senior high at Lorrens was the most populated one in the country, it was rumoured to be the best on this district and the most expensive of expensive .
it was the school of the rich and it was quite ironic that a country going through hardship would still have enough rich elites to fill up this school.
As bella manovered her way through the halls trying to locate her classroom, she made a conviction in her heart, she very well knew the ways of the rich ,even had first hand knowledge of how they reasoned, so she was ready to accept whatever they brought her way because no matter how much one fights, they is just no conquering of the rich .
"S•h grade5"
Finally she located her classroom in all it's glory , she was transfixed and held a moment to view her progress .
just then, she heard from a loud speaker that seemed to be vibrating through the halls,the voice in the speaker made a count down of five minutes for all students to be assembled at the main hall,bella was marvelled, if the public schools would adapt to this technique of putting speakers in halls and classrooms it would save them the stress of having to chase children out of their classrooms with bamboo branches and come to think of it , which student would even remain in their classrooms after hearing that loud and modern speaker,
At this point students were clamouring for the main assembly hall so bella abruptly entered the class ,meeting another fabulous sight .
she didn't have time to appreciate the structure as the class duely emptied ,she spied a free chair so she dropped her bag on it and followed the crowd to the assembly hall.
The assembly was nothing like she was used to , it wasn't like the ones at the public schools where they would make students stand under the scotching sun for eons and still end up saying nothing meaningful.
The march back to class was also not as voracious as the ones she'd experienced in her local school,it was more or less a stroll yet it was orderly and maintained . Bella was amazed by the level of orderliness the school possessed and couldn't help but compare it to her old school ways , to think that people specifically "principal Adele" the principal of yabba international school, always condemned and talked down on private schools for their lack of discipline when they otherwise would have been trying to emulate their cultures.
Smiling to herself, bella progressed on her accessment and moved on to class
Class unlike everything else was a debacle , students kept Staring at her like she was an alien which well of course she was.
'Christabel Benjamin'
The sound of her name roused bella from her reserved state , looking up at the stodgy teacher who had been rambling on and on nonstop about the basics of political aparty , bella had to reminisce on the little things she had been able to grab from his compiling lecture,Why did this always happen to her " she thought to herself as she fixed her gaze on the really posh ceiling which held a fancy ceiling fan
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