Timberline Academy

Chapter 5

Chapter 5:

          {December 11th}

          I have two weeks till Christmas; one week and two day till another break.

          I entered Geography from Science and sat in my normal spot in the back with Victoria.

          “Good morning class. Today we will be studying the coasts of Ireland; this is something Mr. Carnaway should know a great deal about.” The brunette Mrs. Alexandria introduced. People really need to read; just because I have a book titled Ireland Bay doesn’t mean it’s actually about a bay in Ireland.

          “Are you an idiot? Ireland Bay isn’t even about a bay in Ireland. Well some of it does, but most of it doesn’t.” Victoria screamed which made me smile and smirk to myself.

          “Victoria Will,” The teacher protested.

          “My last name isn’t Will; do you read shit? It is Williams. Say it with me: Will-I-Ams.” Victoria screeched and I laughed as quiet as I could.

          “Ms. Williams to the headmaster’s office now,” Mrs. Alexandria ordered.

          “Thank god because if I have to sit here and listen to you fuck up my boyfriend’s books’ I might stab somebody!” Victoria yelled as she walked out. I liked the way it sounded when she said ‘boyfriend’.

          “Then maybe you should stab yourself.” The peasant behind my desk mumbled underneath their breath. This pissed me off to an extreme. I stood grabbing the collar of their shirt lifting them up slightly; I formed a fist and penetrated his left cheek bone below his eye.

          “Mr. Carnaway you and Ms. Williams are going to have to go to the headmaster’s office immediately.” Mrs. Alexandria separated me and the uneducated twit before anything else happened. I walked up to the front of the class with Victoria.

          “See you in hell,” Victoria smirked to the class. I picked her up bridal style and ran out with her. When I was with Victoria I felt infinite. I wasn’t this stuck up lonely writer; I was intoxicated with bliss, I only had 4 friends but that’s still three more than I had back in New York. Nothing could break me when I was with Victoria; she was my liberation, she was my savior from pure insanity.

          Once we left the senior building we trudged towards the main building

          “We are a sassy couple,” Victoria laughed.

          “Yes we are Victoria,” I smirked.

          “Why do you call me Victoria; why not Vicky or Helena,” She asked.  

          “Victoria is the name of a fairy tale character, and you my sweet Victoria Helena are my fairy tale.” I smiled and she blushed.

          “Do you want to know why I was mad earlier?” She asked and I nodded. “Quitting is really hard, but I just remember I am doing it for you and it helps me.” I pulled her into a tight hug and kissed her on the forehead.

          We escaped the headmaster’s office with only a lunch detention; that woman does not know how to discipline. As we left the headmaster’s office we headed towards my room considering we only had about four minutes left of the last period.