Tracy Milbanks couldn't believe her ears as she listened to her father, the Dean of Warfield Academy, which had gone from a prep school to a bonafide college, albeit private and still for the utterly famous, in Great Britain. There were a few there that matched the famous families, but not necessarily the rich or fabulously wealthy including a daughter of a horse breeder and son of a well known pilot.<br/><br/>The auburn haired young woman groaned as she and a few other girls; four others to be exact; including the aforementioned daughter of the horse breeder, now stood before her father who was tapping a ruler against his mildly cluttered desk.<br/><br/>"Emerald. Stop slouching. Tracy. Stop sighing. Blair stop twiddling.  Do you five have any idea why I've singled you out especially?"<br/><br/>Princess Emerald, related to the ruler of England through blood, but not in the direct lineage of the throne, raised her hand. The fiery redhead (both temperament and hair colour), with piercing green eyes, looked directly at Tracy. "Well, except for one of us, who is dorm president an' has her own suite, none of us have roommates. I heard there's going to be a new arrival soon."<br/><br/>Mr. Milbanks nodded. "Correct. The daughter of one of James Bond's siblings."  This started two of the girls discussing amongst themselves the possibilities of meeting the famous James Bond by being the roommate of his niece. Blair tutted, Princess Emerald rolled her eyes, and Tracy looked like she wanted to shrink and disappear. She did speak up. "This won't work out. Just because Mr. Bond himself came here when it was still a prep school, before heading to Eton, doesn't mean his niece will be a star student. For all we know, she could be a troublemaker like James Bond Jr, his nephew, whom you threw out first day."<br/><br/>Mr. Milbanks silenced the chatter and his own daughter by slapping the ruler especially hard on the desk. "I have been reassured by Bond's sister, the mother of Ms. Bond, that she is going to be a very proper and quiet young lady who is here to learn. One more negative remark from YOU, Tracy, and daughter or no, dorm president or no.... She's rooming with you, and this meeting will be adjourned."<br/><br/>Tracy's mouth dropped open but no sound came from it. She frowned. One day with James Bond Jr was enough for Tracy not only to be suspicious of anyone with the last name of Bond, but also to swear off men. She closed her mouth.<br/><br/>"All five of you ladies will write a report on the good Mr. Bond has done for Britain and the world, and the winner will be the roommate of Ms. Bond. Include his fighting against SPECTRE and SCUM."<br/><br/>"I admit he's done good, but I really don't appreciate his womanizing, and demoralizing women around the world. Anything not including that, would be a half-truth and something you are against, Dad. You've drilled into us to be upfront and honest as well as being proper." Tracy said glaring at her dad.<br/><br/>Milbanks slapped the ruler hard enough to snap it and stinging his hand. The princess and equestrian being the two to catch the pieces flying in two separate directions.<br/><br/>"Congratulations, Tracy, you just saved everyone from writing the report... And, yes, you have yourself a roommate. If she shows signs of the deplorable behavior we witnessed in Jr, and that you despise in Mr. Bond himself, correct her. You are dorm president after all. Did you really think I was kidding when I warned you to watch your negative remarks? Expect your roommate sometime between now and the end of the week. Good day, ladies. Dismissed."<br/><br/>Tracy was soon left alone in the Dean's office with her father. Her mouth hanging open and eyes stuck on wide. Mr. Milbanks glared at her. "I said 'dismissed', go prepare your dorm."<br/><br/><script class="js-extraPhrases" type="application/json">
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