Chapter 1: Consequences

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Avery's POV

The chair underneath me squeaks as I lift my feet onto the headmistress's desk.

She was grabbing my file to call up my dad and talk about what happened to that girl that I got in a fight with in the hall the previous day.

It wasn't as much a fight as it was me beating her up but details shmetails.

I knew how this would go though.

She'd talk to him about what happened and try to get me expelled and he'd suddenly remember that his donation for this month would increase. And then she'd forget all about what I did and send me on my way.

It was routine.

So when Mrs.Bradshaw returns and takes her seat behind the desk, my anxiety doesn't increase like many others probably would.

She glares at my feet and then me. It was her way of telling me to remove them. So I just smirk at her and lift my left foot to cross it over my right, making a crashing noise as my converse hits the wood.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" I ask her and roll my eyes.

"Ms.Carmichael remove your feet from my desk this instant." She replies calmly. The woman sure did have patience. And it was my job to test it.

Maybe she only acted so smoothly because she couldn't really risk losing her donation from my father. Or her job for that matter.

"Nah, I'm quite comfortable like this." I say with a devious smile on my rosy lips.

I can see her shoulders tense and fists clench. She opens her mouth but shuts it quickly and just scowls. She turns to the phone on her desk and dials in my dads number. She puts the phone on speaker and we both sit in silence as it rings.

On the final one he finally answers.

"Mr.Carmichael speaking." he answers in a stiff tone like usual.

She makes her greetings and talks a bit and I completely ignore everything between the two. It's not like I'd have actual consequences for this. And even if I do I didn't deserve it. If anything the girl I'd come to learn was named Rosemary deserved the consequences for being a bully. Not me for standing up for the ones who couldn't.

The click of her slamming the phone down causes me to break out of my daydream and look back at her. I blink a few times to zone back in.

"Well, I should get going." I say to her. I lift my feet from the desk and stand up ready to head back to the flat.

"Did you listen to anything your father and I even discussed Avery?" She asks in shock.

"No." I answer honestly. There wasn't a point in lying to the woman.

"We decided for your punishment you'll be switching dorms. You're not a good influence on those girls." She states while looking at me up and down in disgust.

"And we have a new student joining us anyways. A good girl who will fit right in. Unlike you." She mutters the last part to herself.

That makes my heart sink a bit but my face stays neutral, showing nothing.

And then the anger settles in. While I didn't talk to the girls there much, it was still my home.

She couldn't take that away from me. Could she?

"Y-you can't." I stutter as the worry settles in. "It's MY dorm! What makes you think you can just send me packing and shove some new girl into my room and my dorm! It's not fair!" I yell.

"Should've thought about that before you fractured Rosemarys jaw and bruised her ribs." Mrs.Bradshaw says plainly but I can see her trying to hide her smirk.

"You don't even know what happened!" I say to her clenching my jaw.

"I know enough. I know that you're lucky her family isn't suing you and you're not in jail so just accept the fact you're switching dorms. It's a simple consequence really Ms.Carmichael."

"Fuck you." I say venomously and storm out slamming the door behind me.

That woman never fucking liked me. Not since freshmen year. She's always been a bitch who'd rather take the sides of assholes like Rosemary rather than actual fucking victims such as Eva and I was sick of it.

I stomp out and rush to my dorm to pack my things.

My eyes water at the thought of leaving and having to start over and meet new people but I'd be fine. I'd be fine. I'd be fine...

I mean I didn't get along with half the girls and the other half didn't want me there anyways so it's not like I'd lose anything. Mona was my best friend so it's not like we'd lose contact. We had almost every class together too.

The thought of sharing a room with someone other than Mona scared me though.

She was the only one who knew how to properly handle my nightmares and occasional panic attacks. And I didn't want this new roommate of mine to know about either of them. They made me vulnerable and I refuse to have anyone see me like that again.

I blink harshly to get the tears at bay and shove the door to the flat open and run to Mona and i's room.

I slam the door as loud as I can so I don't end up breaking anything and causing more trouble for myself.

"DON'T SLAM THE FUCKING DOOR AVERY!" I hear Hazel yell from her bedroom. She was part of the half that didn't like me. She was a bitch anyways.

"Oh fuck off Hazel." I mumble under my breath as I drag my feet to my room.

When I reach the last door on the right in the hall I open the door to see Mona lying on her bed and scrolling through Instagram.

She lifts her head, her big brown eyes widening and her long brown curls swaying as she rushes towards me and pulls me into a tight hug.

She doesn't tell me it's gonna be alright or ask what's wrong knowing I hate talking about my feelings. It just made me so...uncomfortable.

"I don't know what's wrong so I'm not gonna tell you it's alright. All
I'm gonna say is I'm here for you no matter what babe and that I'm prepared to kick anyone's ass if you need it." She says as I lie my head on her shoulder.

"Thanks." I mutter.

"Anytime Avery. Anytime."
***
And it all started here...

I wanted to show the more vulnerable(not really but she thinks so) side of Avery. And the more caring and not so carefree and joking side of Mona and Avery's friendship.

I wanted to show that Avery is human like the rest of us and has feelings even if she doesn't show them often(I'm literally laughing right now because that changes in like the second chapter and it moves wayyyy to fast but it's my book so whatever)

I was also thinking about writing the scene between Eva and Rosemary but I'm not sure how that would fit in.

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