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TW: This story contains the disciplinary spanking of a minor. It will contain spanking/corporal punishment in most chapters. If this is not your thing, please don't read. Please note that the author of this work does not condone the use corporal punishment as discipline for minors. IRL, this should only happen between consenting adults. This story, however, is a work of fiction. It is not real so please do not read if this kind of thing offends you.
Author's Notes: This story is a work of fiction and is not based on real people/evets. It takes place at a boarding school on the East Coast of the United States. Jenny is our main character as is her best friend Marnie, and their Head of House at St. Cecilia's Boarding School for Girls, Elizabeth Enderson. I have had these stories rolling around inside my head for years and have finally decided to try to write them down. I would love constructive feedback. Please be patient as I am re-learning how to format, and though I am always creating stories in my head, I have not actually sat down to write in years, so I am more than a little rusty. I would love to hear your opinions and would even love suggestions for future chapters.
Chapter 1: A New School
The story of how Jenny Lisbon and Marnie Greiner came to be best friends is an unusual one. It was a late September afternoon, and Jenny had just finished up classes for the day at her new boarding school, Saint Cecilia's. St. Cecilia's was an all girl's boarding school. This was her first year there and adjusting had been hard. She had been sent there by her father and her new stepmother, which was about as cliché as you could get Jenny thought, but she didn't care, she wanted to be away from them, well her stepmother at least, as much as her stepmother wanted her gone. Although she longed to be back at home with just her and her dad like it used to be. She knew it was useless.
Her mom had died years before when she was only eight. At first, even though it had been horribly hard, and she had just cried all the time, it hadn't been all bad. Her dad had taken almost a year off of work to be with her. They had grieved together and had become like a team. When her grandmother would come over, she laughed and called them "two peas in a pod." And Jenny had loved the thought of that- The two of them snuggled together, safe and cozy. Her dad had even bought her a pillow in the shape of a peapod, with two little peas with cheerful faces stitched on it, and it had quickly become her favorite possession. Every night they would decide which pea was the " Jenny Pea" and which one was the "Daddy Pea" and Jenny would giggle and hug her pillow as he tucked her in.
Then he had gone back to work. After that everything had went downhill. He had met her. And all the extra attention he had lavished on Jenny, all those times he had talked about the two of them being a team, had disintegrated. Her teammate, and best friend, her dad was gone. And a stranger was in his place.
At first Jenny tried to like her. Even though it made her very sad to see her dad with anyone else besides her mom, she knew that he was probably very lonely. And so, she tried to like this new woman, Gayle, who her dad had started bringing around. But Gayle seemed to influence everything and take everything over. She insisted on helping Jenny with her homework, even English, which was her best subject, and one she did not need any help in. She started bossing Jenny around too, and her dad did nothing to stop it even when she'd yelled at her.
Before she knew it her dad was proposing, and a wedding was being planned with Jenny as begrudging Flower Girl. Less than a year after the wedding, they were shipping her off to boarding school. She had tried to stop it. She had protested, yelled, cried, and even called her grandmother. But her new stepmother, and now her dad, remained unmoved.
"Honey, this will be good for you." her dad had said, echoing Gayle's words almost verbatim. Gayle had convinced him that Jenny wouldn't develop properly if she didn't go.
"She needs to be with other girls her age." Gayle had insisted. " She's too much of a loner. The two of you spent too much time cloistered up together." Jenny had watched her dad's eyes flash at that and she had felt a momentary surge of hope, but Gayle had quickly backtracked. " That was fine before, but she's a young lady now. She needs will be good for her, it will help her development." So, despite all her pleas and tears, come late August they took the trek to St. Cecilia's Boarding School for Girls. The school was located several hours away, and it housed girls from 6-12th grade with 6-8th being considered the "Lower School", and 9-12th being the "Upper School". Since Jenny was getting ready to start the 6th grade she was considered part of the lower school.
Jenny's transition into boarding school life had not been an easy one so far. The schedule was confusing, the dorms and the actual school itself were not huge, but they were far bigger than her old school, and she had gotten lost several times. Although she naturally well-behaved and was a good student, she was shy, at times painfully shy. This made new places and new situations hard for her. And while no one had really been outright mean, no one had been exactly friendly either. Jenny was worried that these kids would all know each other from years of growing up together, and as it turned out she was right.
As luck would have it, she currently had a room to herself. Her roommate had withdrawn right before the start of the semester. Most people in her place would have been thrilled, but to Jenny it just amplified her loneliness. Even petty roommate squabbles would be better than the empty silence she came back to every day after her last class. Twice she had been so lonely she had cried herself to sleep hugging her peapod pillow. She knew she needed to get out, and just meet people, that things would be better when she had a few friends, but the problem was she didn't know how. She had tired to join French Club, since she had taken French last year in school, only to find out the club has been disbanded because there was a new teacher and she had not started it up yet. A lot of staff had changed this year, or at least that was what everyone said. Jenny's school was apparently going through a transition at the same time as her. And she wondered if everyone else was as unhappy about it as she was.
None of this made it easier to get acclimated to her surroundings. And most days she felt invisible, l like she had gotten lost in the shuffle. She had just recently found out that students could go for walks on the property as long as they had the permission of their Head of House, and they could even walk the track if the track team was not using it. Jenny didn't mind walking the track, but she knew that there were a few nature trails on the acres of property at St. Cecilia's and she wanted to explore them. Being outside in the big, wide world made her feel less alone, it made her feel smaller, but in a good way. When she was outside, she was a part of something, an ecosystem, an environment, she belonged.
So, it was on that mid-September day as Jenny was contemplating all of this that she decided to go for a walk. She had gone to her Head of House, Ms. Enderson's suite inside the dorms, Her Head of House for her Dorms, the Bradford House, was also her ELA teacher. She was a kind woman, or at least she seemed to be based on her classes so far. She was a bit harried at times, she had welcomed Jenny initially, and promised to meet with her soon to help her get set up, but almost a month had passed, and nothing had happened. Jenny didn't want to say anything as she figured her teacher was busy due to everything she had going on. So, she simply went through each day feeling invisible and alone.