Yesterday, when I was enjoying the first day of my weekend and practicing the piano in one of the music rooms, the intercom came on with a high pitched beep and called me to the office. I gathered up my sheet music and trudged through the maze of halls until I arrived at the office door. Wondering why I was called here, I knocked twice and opened the door.

Four very handsome high school boy sat on or stood around the huge principal's deck, Adam Carter held the intercom microphone, and I recognized the one holding a stack of papers as the dark haired boy who had overheard my conversation with Cecelia. Another, with very pale blond hair, leaned against the desk, and the last boy, with chestnut hair, looked so much like a girl that I would have sworn he was one, if he wasn't wearing his button down shirt unbuttoned.

Adam gestured to the dark haired boy, and he began to read aloud from his stack of papers.
"Name: Ethan Smith
Age: Fifteen
Status: Scholarship student
Plays piano, violin, and flute. Speaks English, French, and Spanish fluently, three years of German, Japanese, and Arabic.
Favorite book: Harry Potter
Favorite song: A draw between Billy Joel's Vienna and Bach's Brandenburg Concerto #4 in G
Hobbies: Bonsai training, attending renaissance fairs, gardening, and cooking"
He looked up at Adam, who finished with "Deepest secret: the fact that he's a girl."

I, pale with fear, backed up against the door. "What are you talking about?" I asked, but my voice was shaking.

"Don't worry." Adam smiled. "We won't tell anyone."

I swallowed. "How did you get all that information about me?" I questioned.

"It's because we're the Four Lords." Adam replied. "I am the leader of our club, and that's Damian Pierce." He pointed to the one with the papers. "The one that looks like a girl is Alex, but we call him Allie. The one with silver hair is called Butterfly. Together, we are the Four Lords, with extra privileges that come with being within the top ten richest and top four handsomest at Lakewood Academy."

I had stopped really listening after Butterfly's name was mentioned.

"Butterfly?" I inquired. "Is he gay?"

"No." Butterfly replied in a low voice.

"At least, rarely." Damian nudged Butterfly with his elbow.

Adam threw another winning smile my way. "We are the leaders of this school. Damian's father is the superintendent, so even the teachers have to honor our club. And with our recent acquisition of the knowledge that you're a girl, we have decided to make you our club...." He paused for dramatic effect, "our club dog."

"But--" I began to protest, but Adam shook his head, tisk-ing in a very patronizing way.

"You don't want us to spill your secret, do you?" He asked knowingly. "I could tell everybody in the school right now." He held up the intercom.

"No, please. Please don't." I cried and stepped forward. "I can't tell you why I have to go to this school, but please, please, don't tell anyone."

"Alright." Adam agreed. "From now on, you're the Lord's dog."

All four boys smiled at me in unison. It was more than a little bit creepy. "Alright, but you can't tell anyone."

"Lord's honor." Adam promised. "We meet in room 222 right after classes. Be there tomorrow."

I resigned myself to my fate, and nodded. I could feel that my strange high school life was just about to get a little bit weirder.