Bella's POV

"Dad, you're only going to be twenty miles away. I'll see you at the weekends, it's not a big deal!"

I tried to reassure Charlie that I'd be okay, to no such luck. He hadn't seen me for years, and he was reluctent to let go of me again after only having me for a day.

"But Bella, honey, are you sure that you don't want to be a day school student instead of boarding? I could convert the study into a bedroom for you and the spare room could be your study, or the other way round. You could stay with me and drive in…" Charlie started explaining his 'mastermind' idea for the fifth time.

"Charlie, I want to have the full boarding school experiance. I'll be fine. Please go home." I opened the car door, slid out and opened the trunk.

Grabbing my suitcase, I called "bye" to Charlie, who had a bemused expression on his face. I saw that two older girls girls, sitting on a bench, who had been previously chatting were already looking me up and down, smirking slightly.

Charlie had told me that most the people in the university were rich. I had just dressed in jeans and a simple red top, not expecting to be judged the moment I arrived.

I looked around, there had been hundreds of people milling around in the full car park ten minutes ago when me and Charlie had arrived, all for their first day at this school or their first one back here. Now there were only a few people left looking confused and lost. I made my way to reception with a final wave to Charlie.

W-O-W was my first thought when I saw the entrance hall. The doors were huge wooden ones with

Gratia perceptum ut plenus tendo , vos must primoris verum agnosco ut question

engraved in gold on them. I vaguely wondered what that meant, as I guessed that it was school motto.

When I pushed the doors open, though, I forgot as I saw the entrance hall. The floor was a mosaic, or at least the few patches of floor which weren't stood on seemed to be that way.

The ceiling was a beautiful portrait, looking like ones that you had one the ceiling on ones in the national gallery. It was just amazing. There were mainly first years there, like me, but some other, older people were there too.