User blog:Malice89/TRBG: The Final Curtain (2)

Chapter #2: Torey Wilkerson, The Resident Albino.

"It's good to see you, Shelia." Torey greeted me with his right hand.

"My name is not 'Shelia,' it's Malice." I corrected him, rhetorically.

"Sorry, it's an Aussie thing." Torey apologized.

I looked at him, like a Cheetah eyeing a raw steak. Torey then got a bit annoyed.

"Sorry 'bout that, can I show you around Bullworth?" I asked.

"Gladly." Torey replied.

I showed him the buildings on campus, by the time I showed him the Main Building; a woman with bright, blond hair that was neatly in a pony tail, brown-hazel eyes, with the same kind of frames Absinthe used to wear, and wearing a deep green blouse, and a knee-length grey skirt walked out from the door. She looked like she was at least in her early to mid 30's.

"Excuse me, but which one of you is Torey Wilkerson?" She asked calmly.

"That's me, Headmistress." Torey replied politely.

"I was just showing Torey around, the campus. Sorry if I trespassed." I apologized to the woman.

"First day of school, already?" The woman said, confusingly.

"I'm just a returning student, who is showing Torey around. My name is Malice Blackraven." I corrected.

"It's ok. I'm Miss. Carmine, the new principal, here at Bullworth." Miss. Carmine introduced herself to me.

"Good to meet you, Headmistress." I said politely, "I better be going now. See you next week!" I added, while running to the front gates.

Later that night, I was having dinner with my family. I've noticed some stuff being packed up.

"Mom, dad why is some of the stuff in house being packed up?" I asked abruptly.

"Malice, how would you feel, if we move to England?" My dad asked back.

"Why are we moving to England?" I asked in confusion.

"You see, were going back home to open up a shop, in Oxford. But just me, your father, and Chaos; since you're going to be 18 next week, we think you would like to have a choice in staying, since it'll be you're final year." My mom comforted, "You can visit us on your school holidays."

"When are you guys, leaving back home?" I asked.

"The week after school starts." My dad replied to me, "We've arranged for you to live in the dorms."

"Ok, I'll pack up my things to put in my dorm." I said, slightly upset about the matter.

After dinner I packed up some of my posters, clothes, and other things to bring to the Girls' Dorm. This'll be the first time in my life I've shared my space with anyone for an extended period of time.