Sunday, May 8, 2016
1st 5 Pages May Workshop - Alexander
Name: Sarah Alexander
Genre: YA Mystery/ Suspense
Title: Clueless Academy
Deep in the mountains of Maryland stood one of the country’s most secure preparatory high schools. The children of the nation’s highest ranking politicians, elite military operators, foreign dignitaries, and celebrities started competing for admission as early as Kindergarten. But, if you were accepted, every Ivy League University opened its door for you.
Clueless Academy was a massive mansion that seemed to have been carved into the side of a mountain, overlooking a giant field. The only way into the school was through a large military grade gate that was guarded by no less than three armed ex-army rangers at any given moment. There were security cameras everywhere that were monitored around the clock by experts. So then how did one of the new teachers die without a trace?
Among the elite students were six special students. Why were they so special? At least one of their parents had already been accused of murder at an infamous dinner party. On top of this, social media posts reveal that they were all present at the party that was broken up by the victim, Miss Waddington, late last night. Upon further investigation, there were six pieces of evidence found that tied them all to the crime.
All six of these students were brought into the detention room early Saturday morning. The headmaster, Rawling Pratt, stood in front of the room trying to figure out what to do with Indigo Plum, Ivory White, Hunter Green, Magenta Scarlett, Jasper Mustard, and Sapphire Peacock.
It was around five in the morning, on a dreary Saturday, when Indigo Plum was awoken from a deep sleep. She had been at a party her exboyfriend’s dorms until she sauntered on home around one am. Indigo stood up and realized that there was a very good chance she was still drunk. Since it was one of the security guards waking her, she figured it would be a good idea to play up being tired and hope he mistakes her inability to walk in a straight line for drowsiness instead of inebriation.
Indigo stretched her arms and grabbed for some more appropriate clothes. She was still in her tight black dress from the night before. However, the guard was not giving her any privacy to change.
“Um, hello! Can I get a minute? I need to get dressed,” She whined when the guard did not appear to be leaving.
“Miss Plum, I have strict orders to stay with you until we get to the detention room.” He said looking straight ahead at the wall above her bed. This was not an appropriate response. Indigo was used to getting what she wanted. She flipped her long chestnut hair and looked up at him with her bright blue eyes. Then she extended her arm and placed it gently on his chest.
“I know you have orders, but I would really like a minute to freshen up. I cross my heart that I will go with you once I have changed. You won’t make me go meet with the headmaster looking like this, right?” She asked raising the pitch of her voice and fluttering her eyelashes at him. Indigo had long ago figured out how to get men to do what she wanted. He looked back at her and blushed a minute.
“Well, seeing as you are on the third floor, and there is only one door, I guess I could step outside for a minute and give you a little privacy.” He looked
at her slowly up and down. Indigo nodded he head at him and bit her lip. The guard backed away from her and stepped outside. Indigo rolled her eyes at his back.
“That was too easy!” She looked around her bedroom. Her father, Professor Plum, was one of the lead professors at the school and he had ensured that her suite was one of the larger bedrooms in the mansion. It boasted mahogany crown molding wrapped around the ceiling and dangling chandeliers. The walls were painted in her favorite shade of violet and all of the flat surfaces were covered in marble. Well, at least they were underneath the piles, upon piles, of clothes draped over anything that stood still.
Indigo grabbed a pair of jeans from the piled she considered to be clean. She then pulled on a merlot colored blouse that fell just above her belly button and her piercing shined. Normally, this would have been a dress code violation as it was against the rules to show midriff. But, since it was a, technically it was not against the rules. Besides, the rules really did not apply to her.
Remnants of last night’s make-up were still on her face so she looked in the mirror and touched it up. Then Indio pulled her hair into a low ponytail and grabbed a pair of black flats. It was probably a bad idea to wear heels when she was already uneasy on her feet. Indigo slipped her Chanel purse onto her shoulder and opened the door.
“Ok, I am ready now.” Indigo started walking towards the detention room. Her father had kept her indiscretions out of her permanent record but he could not keep her out of this room.
“Finally, Miss Plum, nice of you to join us.” Headmaster Pratt said as she picked a desk near the back of the room. It was her usual desk because there was a great view of the football field. The team liked to practice shirtless and Indigo liked to watch. But, there would be no practice today so she had nothing to distract her from whatever was going on.
“Sorry,” she murmured and looked around noticing the five other students. Indigo rolled her eyes and swore under her breath. Why the hell was Magenta here? Before she could figure this out, the headmaster began speaking again.
“I am not sure how much you all know, but last night there was a horrible crime. At some point, Miss Waddington was murdered. They are still trying to determine cause of death and there is evidence that her body was moved. You have all been gathered here today because some piece of the evidence leads to each of you. With your parents’ histories, it must not be hard to determine why you are all being detained.” He stopped for a moment and let that sink it.
“Wait a minute!” Ivory spoke up before he could continue. “Are you honestly suggesting that one of us is capable of murder?” Ivory asked in shock.
Indigo rolled her eyes trying to ignore her Ivory as she was not Indigo’s favorite person. She was always raising her hand in class and she was a scholarship kid. Everyone knew that she and her mother lived in the employee section since her mother was one of the maids.
But, worse than that, she had hooked up with Indigo’s ex-boyfriend, Hunter last night at the party. That probably had more to do with why Indigo didn’t like Ivory than anything else. To tell the truth, Indigo had no idea how Ivory ended up at the party in the first place. It’s not like she was in their circle of friends.
“You are going to stay in this room until we can figure out what happened. This guard is going to go around and collect your phones so you cannot contact anyone outside of this room.” It was in that moment, Indigo realized she was in trouble.