TITLE: The Ward
GENRE: YA Mystery
According to the information packet I received during the summer, I had a roommate named Lamont Spencer. When I plunged under the covers that first night at Ward Academy, Lamont’s bed was still in pristine condition, sheets tucked carefully under the mattress. When my alarm shrilled the following morning, the sheets were scrunched in a messy ball at the end of her bed. She’d slept there at some point and departed before 6:30 AM.
The mere existence of her stuff told me Lamont must be a real person. A bean-bag chair, an antique desk, and photos arranged artfully across the wall. They depicted a pretty brunette arm-in-arm with a handsome guy in a suit; the same brunette in a different dress with other girls in a limo; then the brunette in a gown with her beaming parents.
She obviously loved wearing dresses. We already had nothing whatsoever in common. I’d never donned a ballroom gown in my life, much less been invited to some formal occasion requiring one. My jeans usually were tattered at the ends because I never found a pair quite short enough for my legs, and my mother considered tailors a frivolous waste of hard-earned money. Unfortunately, neither Mom nor I could hem, so my appearance was a perpetual testament to my lack of sophistication.
And Lamont… well, she looked like exactly the kind of person who attended New England boarding schools such as Ward. Sophisticated. Polished.
I shouldn’t feel so relieved she hadn’t introduced herself yet.