Chapter 1: He's a Girl??

(A/N Kendall' nickname is Ken, so don't think I'm writing about a gay guy!;) Thankies!!)

Ken couldn't believe it. She'd cried, she'd begged, she'd pleaded, and yet she was on the plane. The plane that would take her a thousand miles away from her family and friends. The plane that would to some boarding school in Ireland, where at least half of the kids there were probably very rich and really snotty.

"What did I do to deserve this?" She thought miserably.

Her parents had thought that this would be a great experience, she could meet new people, and make new friends. They were firm believers that the more friends you had in different places, the better off you were.

"This is your captain speaking." said the captain.

"Duh" thought Kendall. She hated it when they said that.

"We shall be arriving in Dublin in ten minutes. Thank you for flying Delta International."

"Finally" thought Kendall. She had been on the plane for twelve hours, and she was stiff.

She skipped baggage claim. Her parents were going to ship a lot of the stuff she couldn't fit into her suitcase. Her laptop, for example. Her parents had bought it for her as a going away present.

"What a concept. Here's your present! Now go to Ireland. We'll see you in a year."

Other things that were going to be shipped to her included hearts: lots and lots of hearts. She had a healthy obsession for them. If she was asked why she liked them so much, she would've said something like, "I dunno. They're cute."

It wasn't until she got to he front of the airport that she realized, "How in the heck am I going to get out of this place?" She didn't even know the address of the school, and even if she did, she didn't know how to get there. Then she saw a man looking like one of those chauffeurs from an old movie. He was holding a sign that said, "Ken, Saint Bartleby's Welcomes You!" Feeling slightly embarrassed, she walked up to the man.

"Hi!" she said brightly.

The man looked down at her with a look of disgust.

"If you are looking for your family, go to Customer Service. Now, if you will excuse me, I am waiting for a boy named Ken, and if you keep distracting me, I will miss him."

She looked at the sign. Why had her parents signed her up using her nickname? Now this guy was looking for a guy, instead of her.

"That's me!" The man looked puzzled. "My name is Kendall, but my family and friends call me Ken. That's why you were looking for someone else. See?" She showed him the I.D. tag on her suitcase.

"That's impossible." he said "The boy I am looking for looks like this." He showed her a picture. She winced. That had been the worst haircut of her life. Why had her parents sent that picture? It was old.

"That's from a few years ago. I had gotten gum stuck in my hair, so my mom cut it out. But it was real short, so she decided to cut the rest of my hair like that. It was the worst haircut of my life. I was a tomboy then, and my mom would shop in the boy's section for me, so that and my haircut got me mistaken for a guy all the time."

"Very well," the man said, thoroughly convinced "let us go to your new home."

"Ok!"

I wonder why he didn't believe me.

(A/N Sooooo, how was it? Sorry for the lack of Artemis in this chapter, there will be more in the next one, I promise. But you won't get to see it until I get at least 10 reviews. That isn't too much, now is it? Just 10 reviews and I'll put the next chapter up.)