It was a sunny and warm day as Penny was driving her red smart toward Buttercombe, where she would've soon began her career as a teacher.
She was only 22 years old, fresh from college, but had already landed a job on one of the most prestigious schools in America, and she was well aware and proud of that. She had always studied hard at school, and graduated at record time. Finally, all these years of work paid off.
Well, mostly.
Sure, getting a job at Buttercombe is already a big priviledge, but Penny Price was not the kind of person who would've been satisfied by just that. To her it was simply a step toward her neverending ambitions.
Still, that was a very important step for Penny's career, and she was celebrating gleefully whistling a melody as she was hearing "sweet home Alabama", one of her favourite songs, on the radio.
She was wearing a bright yellow sweater, on of her favourite in her wide collection, and thoght it was appropriate to wear in her first day at that hive-themed school. Her long blonde hair were tied into a ponytail that felt behind her back like a golden waterfall.
After more than half an hour since she had been travelling across the same secluded road on the mountains, Penny wondered why would a school so far away from every city, aside of that small dusty town. Shouldn't a school be more connected with the outside world?
Thankfully, it didn't take much longer to finally see the six-stories building, it was definetely big enough for Penny's ambitions. Her meaty pink lips twisted into a satisfied grin at the thought of working there.
She stopped at the gate, and immediately a voice from a box asked: "name, please?"
Penny was caught by surprise and replied awkwardly: "Penny Price. I'm the new economics and government teacher".
The gate opened and she drove through the school's front yard, and parked her smart in the teachers' parking area. Every parking lot had a pole with a name, and the blonde immediately found the new silver plate on which it was written: Penny Price.
There were still no students, as she came very early so she could have the time to get used to the school without any brat annoying her; the empty school looked like a ghost building, albeit there were clearly some renewed parts.
She went to the secretary that gave her the ID card and the direction for her cabin. Penny looked satisfied at that, although she didn't like the serious expression she had in the photo.
"Don't forget, the appointment is at 13 pm" repeated the secretary as the new teacher left for her cabin.
Penny gave a nod to tell her that sue got it, and brought her cases upstair.
With enthusiasm, she discovered it was basically a full apartment, complete with entrance hall, kitchen and living room. In her bedroom there was a king sized bed that Penny couldn't wait to try; she unpacked her cases (the guardrobe was so large she could fit only half of it, and the blonde found an entire compartment where she put her sweaters collection) and jumped on the soft matress.
The young woman grew up in a relatively poor family, and had never rested on anything such comfortable before. Actually, all the dorm was incredible for her as she explored them like a kid in a theme park. The bathroom had any kind of advanced comfort, including a bathub large enough to wash a baby hyppo and sweet towels. A living room with a desk for her job as teacher, a comfortable couch in front of a maxi-television and a kitchen with a hot plate of ultimate generation and a fridge so large it looked like it was made for an entire squad, and it was already provided with different snacks and packages of a brand she dind't recognize.
Penny liked her cabin so much she took a selfie while standing in the living room and sent it to her old college friends, hoping they would burn with envy.
Then she lied on the couch, and only then noticed there was a strawberry cheesecake and a small paper that said
"For Penny Price, I am happy to welcome you in our big family as a brand new teacher.
-Mrs. Polluck"
The blonde woman was so flattered she could not resist and took a slice of the welcome cake.
While munching it, she found it really good, and wondered if all the food is that good or just this welcome cake. She decided to pick a second slice, she deserved a little and well earned indulgence, after all.
Then she looked at the clock on her phone, it was already half past twelve, and thought she should prepare to go down...
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