Victorie plus N

Chapter 12: The First Disappearance

It's been three days since the day we went shopping and the day that weirdo-worker-lady told me Queen Victoria was still queen. She's seriously psycho.

I haven't seen Ann ever since. She hasn't been to any meals, and on Sunday she told Mrs. King she wasn't feeling good and couldn't go to church. Sarah told me that.

The church service was actually really nice. We went to an old church that was gothic-cathedral like. Inside, there were beautiful glass stained windows. The sermon was kind of boring, but the choir's singing was very calming.

Anyways, when I asked Teddy yesterday, Monday morning at breakfast, where Ann was, he told me she was probably eating inside her room.

"She does that sometimes. I don't think it has anything to do with you," he said sympathetically.

I think it has everything to do with me.

Tuesday morning is just like the rest, rainy and dreary. Teddy and I are alone, eating in the dining hall. Large windows look out into the pouring rain and dark clouds. Scratch the part where I said it rains 5 times a day. It rains every hour of the day. I'm texting in a group chat to all my friends back in California, and Teddy is reading a book.

Same old, same old.

I've actually been texting and face timing my friends a lot lately because there's really nothing else to do.

I'm kind of scared to explore the house because it's always dark and because of that, really spooky. Most of the hallways aren't even lit. I can't exactly go outside because it's always raining and just too cold for me. I'm not really that big of a fan of books except for fantasies, and I can only read, like, 10 books out of the 200 or so on the shelves because those 10 are the only books appropriate for me. I also like to read beach-themed fiction, but there doesn't seem to be any of that. I can't really watch anything because the theater's 80-inch platinum T.V. screen only has DVD settings, so I can't watch Netflix or Prime Video or anything. Also, I don't have accounts for those apps so I can't watch them on my computer. I can't exactly ask Teddy to hang out with me because what would we do? I can't go anywhere because Mrs. King doesn't want me to go anywhere, saying everyone is too busy. I'm also not much of an artist, so playing the many instruments in the music studio, dancing in the dance studio, performing one-man skits and comedies on the stage, and painting and/or drawing in the art studio are all out of the question.

And it's not like there's a beach nearby that I can swim or surf in, and no one has told me about there being a pool on this estate.

I watch Teddy flip a page as I take a bite of my hashbrown.

So, as you can see, arranging the flowers I can salvage when it's not raining, going on YouTube, Instagram or TickTock, reading those ten fantasy books, and face timing/texting my friends are about the only things I can do now that Ann basically disappeared.