Our Secret

Part 35 -Thursday-

Vic

My alarm went off. I had to go to school today.

Yesterday when dad came home he had yelled at me for not going.

"You can't just stay in bed forever", he had said as we were sitting at the table.

Mom had sat next to him. Smiling.

I got up from the bed and went over to the bathroom. I washed my face and did my best to clean the wound again. They had stitched it up and the pain wasn't as much at it used to be.

Or I have just gotten used to it.

I didn't really bother to put on any makeup, I just took my glasses and put them on. I changed to my uniform and left my hair down. 

I took my bag and went downstairs. Dad was still at home and insisted on driving me to school as he had this day free. 

"There's your breakfast", he pointed at a plate on the table. He himself was already sitting on the opposite side, sipping on his coffee.

"Maria left to go meet a friend of hers. She will be gone for tommorrow as well as they had a whole spa night planned out", He explained looking up from his phone.

I just met his eyes before turning back to stare at the table.

"Oh and there is your phone back", He took it out of his pocket and set it on the table.

"Ευχαριστώ", I thanked him.

"Παρακαλώ", he answered.

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"Have fun", he told me as I stepped out of the car.

I won't.

"I will".

In the car we had been mostly silent. At one point he had tried to ask me about what I had used again but I still denied remembering. After that he had just accepted that I wasn't telling him anything and stopped asking.

I walked in through the main doorway that led to the main hallway. I hated that I had to be here.

I hated that I was alone.

First up I had english literature so I walked towards the classroom. I was early but the door was open and the teacher was already in the classroom.

"Miss kline, the principal wanted me to tell you to go meet her at her office", she told me the moment she saw me.

I just gave her a small nod and turned away.

I walked now towards Mrs. Bonavich's office. I didn't necessarily didn't know what she wanted.

It could be about tutoring Julia, me not showing up to school for the past weeks or about me yelling at that teacher couple of weeks ago.

I rised my hand to knock at her door. Soon she yelled me to come in.

She was a petite woman. Her hair a warm brown with a few greys sticking out. She wore glasses almost every time I had seen her.

"Oh Victoria! I've tried to contact you for a while. Have a seat", she nodded towards the two wooden chairs in front of her desk.

I sat down but didn't say anything. I really didn't want to.

"So how have you been lately?" she asked me soon after.

"Fine enough", I answered. I really wasn't in the mood for chatting about the past weeks.

"Is that so? I've gotten concearns from your teachers that you haven't been to class. Mr. Shenton, your history teacher even told me about your little interaction", She told me looking at something on her computer.