I was sat on the little roof outside my bedroom window when the car pulled up the drive. I was watching the sunrise as I always did at around this time. Out of the car stepped a rather old man with fine grey hair, he was carrying his trademark gold topped walking stick. I didn't think he even needed it, he just carried it to make himself appear regal.
This was not what was unusual, just because this man is our headmaster doesn't mean he has to live here and stay here all the time. However, what was unusual was that out of the other side stepped a young man, just a little older than myself. From what I could see he had long, black hair that hung close to his head and curled to the right, the same way his fringe grew and was wearing black skinny jeans, red converse and a red high school jock style jackett.
"Maddii?" my attention was brought back towards my room, obviously Drew had woken up, "Where are you babe?" he called from my bed.
"Out on the roof," I answered quietly so that the new guy and Mr Callaghan below wouldn't hear.
"What are you doing out there? Come back to bed, girl," he chuckled. I climbed back through the window and joined Drew under the covers.
"Last night was amazing, Maddii. Best night yet."
"Don't get used to it," I laughed, "You only got lucky because it was your birthday."
"I'm sure, with my usual high standard of charm, that I can persuade you to do that more often," he said jokingly but smugly at the same time.
"Oh yeah?" I challenged, "And just how are you going to do that?"
"Like this," he said simply, wrapped his arms around me, rolled on top of me and shoved his tongue down my throat. Which I totally didn't mind. I mean, I love Drew and we've been going out for 2 years. I'm 17 and he turned 19 only yesterday, we've made out many times before.
But just as we got into the moment a loud, deep voice bellowed from below, "Maddii! Come down here please! There's someone I want you to meet!"