Chapter 7:
{Friday April 25th}
Two full weeks left of this school. What am I going to do without Victoria? I don’t want her going back home, not to Chris. This weekend is parent’s day; which means parents come down on Friday and visit their children.
Luckily Victoria’s parents aren’t coming all the way from Arkansas so she doesn’t have to see them.
“Hey are you doing okay today my chameleon?” I asked Victoria getting out of classes going to meet Evan and Misha as we normally did.
“I just, don’t want to go home. Because I’ll probably be kicked out and put on a corner.” Victoria sighed.
“No you won’t,” I reassured.
“I will and it’s awful.” She whined.
“You won’t because you are coming with me.” I smiled.
“What,” Victoria looked at me confused.
“Where ever you want to go, I’ll take you. I’m not leaving here without you Victoria.” I smiled and stopped walking and grabbed her arm.
“I love you with all my heart. I will never leave you.” I promised.
“You’ll take me anywhere?” She asked.
“Paris, London, China, Japan,” I mumbled.
“You can’t be serious,” Victoria smirked.
“Of course I am,” I smiled. She hugged my tightly wrapping her arms lightly around my neck and kissing me sweetly.
“I don’t want you going back.” I ordered.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Victoria smirked when Misha and Evan came sprinting towards us.
“Philip your parents are here.” Misha panted. Victoria looked terrified.
“Well shit,” I sighed. We made our way to my room hoping they weren’t there yet.
“Is this her?” Dad asked sitting on my desk as Mum was at his side as we entered my room. Victoria squeezed my hand tight.
“Yes this is Victoria Helena Williams,” I introduced Victoria stuck out her hand to be shook and Mum immediately took it.
“So how much is he paying you to date him? You seem rather despite for money.” Father asked.
“Why do you assume he’s paying me? Of all things I could be paying him to date me.” She sneered; its times like these I remember how we even became what we are today.
“I like this girl,” Father smiled shaking her hand.
“I see where he gets his sassiness.” Victoria smirked.
“Who are these people?” Mum asked unapproving.
“This is Misha the Klepto and Evan the quiet one.” I introduced.
“Oh so I see where you get your height from too. Damn your father is 6’0.” Misha noticed looking through the wallet she stole from my father.
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Timberline Academy
RomanceWhen a depressed, sassy, alcoholic author, Philip Carnaway, is sent to therapy for his series of mental breakdowns he is forced to remember his adolescent past. Philip is forced to remember his time at Timberline Academy; he has to remember the hell...
