It didn’t take long until I called Aunt Rose and told her that I was at Teresa’s house. She came to pick me up the next day and I knew that we’d have to have the talk. The one about the next steps, but Ava came over and we had a sleep over, and I didn’t want the night to end. We talked and even Abe came up in the conversation. I’d sent him a couple of texts and he seemed to be eager to be there for me. It was kind of sweet the way that he was concerned about me. But our conversation didn’t get far. I didn’t know what was next. Aunt Rose spent most of her time traveling, which meant she didn’t have a permanent home. I just knew that we couldn’t stay in the hotel she rented much longer. Not only had Mom lost most of her money, but Aunt Rose had too. No one knew how. I frowned as she started the car and pulled away from Teresa’s house. What were we going to do? “Graham has good news,” she said as she leaned into a curve. As much as I loved the idea of staying in a hotel before, knowi
The last few weeks had been a whirlwind, Aunt Rose left for New York, Graham left to get his name in lights and my mom was laid to rest. I didn’t feel the hatred that I’d had a couple of weeks ago. I’d found peace even though Stuart was still out there. The police came to the hotel and I thought that it was with good news, but it was the same old story. If we could think of anything to help them with their investigation. If they thought that a journalist and a teenager could do better than law enforcement, then I struggled to find their purpose in life. My life anyway. I took a deep breath as I packed what little I had in a small suitcase, getting ready for a car to take me to the airport and on a flight to Boston. It was as if every little detail had been thought about and it made me even more nervous. But I said that I would give it a chance and that’s exactly what I intended to do. I hated the idea of not saying bye to Abe. He asked when I was leaving, and I told him that I woul
I’d practically slept the whole flight. I hadn’t slept yesterday with the girls as we talked about old times and tried to act as if nothing was going to change. It was nice to think that we would always be friends. But how was that possible if we didn’t see each other anymore? What would we be? Long distance friends? Sure, I knew that people had long distance relationships but long distance friends, was that even a thing?I knew that as soon as I got off the plane, there would be another driver waiting for me. Anyone else would have loved the idea of having drivers picking them up and taking them places. Mom would have loved it, for sure. God, she loved the idea of being rich. I remember one time we got on a flight and were upgraded. She said that she would rather drive back home than get on a flight and go economy. Once you go up, it’s so hard to come back down. I never understood Mom’s motto, not until now. She said it and we laughed, but it meant nothing to me. I’d never been up
As we got to the gate, I’d nearly fallen asleep in the car. The drive had turned out to be over two hours or way longer. The city was so big and the drive to the academy added more time to it.“Are we driving to Hotel Transylvania?”“That’s not in Boston!”Yeah, I knew it wasn’t, but it was a joke. His face was stern and seemed concerned, as he stopped to glance at me as the gates opened. I’d said it as a joke, but he wasn’t the type of person to joke with, figures!Once we started to get closer to the gate and I saw the sign, Hawk Academy, my stomach roared like a lion. I was hungry or it could have been the nerves, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as we arrived at the gate and I had a feeling that life wasn’t going to be easy here. It looked creepy, some place that I should avoid rather than welcome with open arms.“Don’t worry, this place looks scarier than it is. It’s big and old, but that doesn’t make it creepy,” Albert said with a smile. His words became my reality as we a
I walked through the doors and into the academy with no thoughts in my head but anxiety-riddled ones. To make it worse, it was clear that Sarah wasn’t going to be my friend the second we entered the doors. As soon we were far away from Alfred and without a soul in sight, she turned to me with a malicious smile that made me want to smack her instantly. “So? Is it true? Are you an orphan?” Her hands were crossed against her perky tits. The kind that most guys would love, and I knew that she had a perfect body sitting underneath her pleated grey, white and blue skirt, her white shirt and her grey velvet blazer. A body that I craved to have but did nothing to achieve it.It was weird hearing her say it. I wanted to tell her that she was wrong, but between a dad that was supposedly dead and a mom that was officially dead, an orphan seemed like an upgrade from how I would describe my life at the moment. “Yes,” I whispered thinking that she was right. I was an orphan. I hadn’t accepted my
He motioned me to follow him into his office. He hadn’t bothered to introduce himself, but it was clear as we walked down the long hallway that it was Mr. Hawk’s office we were headed to. Seeing the same portraits that I’d seen on the website made me curious and I slowed until we got to the last picture on the wall. The man in the photo was the man I now followed. I glanced at him and examined him more closely than I had before. He wore a dark grey suit and was quite a few inches taller than me. My gaze finally made it back up to his captivating eyes and an intriguing thought occurred to me. I wondered if I was developing a crush on him. I’d never been into the teacher/student thing, but I felt an urge to flirt with the handsome man who stood in front of me. But I would be kidding myself, apart from a few recent kisses I’d had no experience with flirting or passion. I wasn’t the kind of girl that knew how to flirt with someone my own age, let alone a lot older. I started to get nerv
“So, you’re Vicki,” said a voice as I swiftly walked out of the principal’s office. I felt singled out, as everyone knew I was the new girl. But then, I guess they would all know each other and would be aware that I was a stranger. It was a little unbalancing though, when everyone knew who I was, but I didn’t know their names. After my brief encounter with Sarah, I didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing.I nodded. Too tired, hungry, and scared to speak.“No need to be nervous. Mr. Hawk called and said that I should show you your room and class. My name’s Claire Willis and like you, last year I was new too. So, I think that’s the reason he asked me to come and help you find your way around here. But, I bet you’re hungry, right?”What gave it away? I wondered.The big roaring sound that my stomach was making as she spoke?“Good. Let’s grab a quick lunch before we head to your room. Don’t worry, your things are there.”Her emerald eyes shone as she spoke and part of me was curious t
“You ready to go out and face the big Vogue world?”My nerves started to kick in as I’d finished up in the bathroom and walked out of a cubicle to look at myself in the mirror. I didn’t look anything like Claire. I’d thought the uniforms would put us on a level playing field, but they didn’t. I sprayed a spritz of the perfume Mom bought me for my last birthday and dropped it in my pocket. I might not look like a Vogue model, but I could smell like one. I’d put on the uniform left for me in my room and frowned a little. The uniform clearly didn’t fit. The buttons of my shirt were about to pop open, my butt could probably be seen if I bent down at a 45 degree angle, and as for the blazer? Well, it was on, but I didn’t know how much longer that would last. I felt as if I was about to turn into the Incredible Hulk and the last thing I wanted to do was face anyone, let alone Vogue people.“Are you sure that this is my uniform? I mean it’s not even my size. I can’t even breathe.”She reass