Bette went back to buttoning her shirt and finished putting on her uniform while thinking about the day ahead of her. Resenting her father would not help her do anything today so she put those thoughts out of her mind as best she could. She glanced at the clock, 6:20, and ran downstairs into the kitchen to start the coffee pot and make some toast for herself. She reviewed the directions to St Marys one more time while eating her toast then bolted upstairs to brush her teeth and finish drying her hair. After tidying the bathroom for a second time she went back to her room to brush her hair, put on a bit of mascara and give herself a final going over. At 6:50 she went down stairs, poured a cup of coffee and downed it in four gulps, left the rest for her father, and grabbed the keys to her black BMW. At 6:55 she was pulling out of her drive way with plenty of time to make it to St Marys for her 7:20 appointment.

Bette Porter pulled into the St Marys parking lot at 7:10 and sat in her car for a few moments to collect herself. She had a meeting with her new headmaster in 10 minutes and wanted to make sure that everything went smoothly. As she walked toward the main building her nervousness really began to set in. Bette, the master of masking emotions, especially panic, was able to easily maintain a cool exterior as she entered through the massive oak front doors of the main building.

After asking for directions Bette found the main office where she was directed to the headmasters office. After going through the first door she met the headmasters secretary, who told her to take a seat in one of the big leather chairs that were distributed around the walls of the room. Bette sat down, glad to have minute to process thing before having to deal with the headmaster. Bette had never visited the school, since she had had no input in the decision about where she was to go to school she had not felt it necessary to tour the school. She had expected it to be fancy, but she had not expected anything like this. There were at least six buildings on a campus that looked like a mini college urgh, thought Bette, there it is again, its almost as if that word is unavoidable, college, college, college. All of the buildings had impressive architecture and being inside the main building was almost overwhelming. There were offices everywhere, huge sweeping staircases, and tons of people going in every direction. Just as Bette was beginning to really relax into her chair the door across the room opened and the headmaster entered the room from his office. He was a tall imposing man in his mid to late forties with gray hair, a gray moustache, and a stiff, commanding presence.