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Riverdale High
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Thomas Howard
Riverdale High
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Thomas Howard
Tom sighed deeply, rubbing his head where he had just bumped it against the firm wall of glass which formed the window he had been leaning it against. Slowly he opened his eyes, taking a look around the coach he was in, and had been in for long enough now; the coach was packed, full of other students travelling to the same place as him, Riverdale high, a boarding school. He wasn't particularly looking forward to it, though he wasn't unhappy about it either. He gazed out of the window at the passing Oak trees as a heavy rain started to pelt against them. Sighing again as he looked into the sky, "Great", he thought to himself. It looked like it would be raining for a while, and almost as if nature was mocking him, the rain turned to light hail. The sound of chatter burst into his eardrums, pulling his headphones from his bag, untangling them he pushed them clumsily into his ears, hoping he wouldn't be disturbed for the rest of the journey.
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Tom woke with a fright, eyesight hazy he looked around in confusion, realizing that he sound in his ears was still coming from his headphone's he pulled them from his ears, as the coach was slowing down, eventually pulling to complete a halt. He followed the rest of the students out of the Coach, as the driver explained they were to pick up their timetables from main reception where they would be directed to the main activities hall for some kind of opening ceremony.
He slung his bag over his shoulder as he strolled up the dirt path to the old building which formed the main part of the school. Upon entering he found himself in a large room, ornately decorated. This was the main reception and student services, a sign placed above the entrance doors told him. Proceeding to the only desk in the room, where the receptionist was sitting, he received his timetable, dorm key, and started to make his way to the hall. When he got there it was scarcely populated, though it filled quickly, he took a seat at the back of the hall, in a squeaky, plastic chair.
He looked up at a grand stage at the front of the hall; a woman was standing there, she was middle-aged, and wearing a long, peach-coloured dress, presumably the Principal.
"Hello and welcome to Riverdale High" She began with a smile.......