The truth about Victoria
This is the story of how and why Victoria was changed, how she met James, and why she is so evil.
1. A thirst for Revenge
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As I entered the cafeteria, I noticed something was a little… off.
First of all, I noticed that there was a new boy in school. Selnick High only had a population of 402 students, so it was always obvious when a new student arrived.
Secondly, he was sitting at my table. In my seat. No one ever sat by me.
I continued walking over to the table and sat down. I wasn’t a very social person, but this guy seemed interesting. He must have come from up north, way north, for I had never seen skin so pale. He wore dark glasses, which was strange, seeing as we almost never got sun in this part of Maine. He was beyond beautiful. I found myself somewhat intrigued.
I was about to speak, but he beat me to it.
“Hello.” He said in a velvety smooth voice. “My name is James.”
“I’m Victoria.” I told him, shaking his hand. It was smooth, but it was freezing. It felt like he had just washed his hands in the Arctic Ocean.
There was an awkward silence, but I really wanted to get to know this guy. I started off with a little small talk.
“So… where are you from? Your parents minds must have been a little warped for moving you to a town like Selnick.” I said excitedly. I’ve never been excited to talk to any person before. It was strange.
“Um, I just came from Canada, sort of near Montréal. As for my parents, they died a long time ago. I live alone, because foster care didn’t want me. Besides, I’m mature enough to fend for myself.” He said, showing his extreamly white teeth in a sly smile. I was a little surprised. When most people talk about dead loved ones, they seem sad, but James just said it normally, with no specific emotion.
“I-I’m so s-sorry. I didn’t know.” I stumbled while half-whispering.
“It’s okay. It was so long ago. I barley even remember them.” He spoke fast, obviously trying to change the subject. “Okay, I’m not trying to be mean or anything, but why are you the only person sitting at this table?”
“Well, it’s sort of a long story…” I said not wanting to bore him with my stupid small-town drama. He didn’t seem to care, so I went ahead and continued talking. “When I was in seventh grade, I was on top of the world. I had everything. I was the most popular girl in school, I had an amazing boyfriend, and best of all, I had a KILLER wardrobe. Anyway, just before first semester ended, my retarded brother Shawn was playing with matches and he set the house on fire. I lost everything in the ‘accident’. All my designer clothing, shoes and handbags were gone. Worst of all, my family lost their money. I was expecting sympathy or something form my so-called fiends, but they completely ignored me as if I had leprosy or something! No one has even talked to me since then, and it’s been almost six years! I’ve hated my family ever since. I mean, it’s their fault. My brother set the house on fire, and my parents were the people who made him!” I fumed.
“Haven’t you ever wanted revenge?” James said.
“Well, yeah, I guess, but I’m powerless against them. If I had the strength, I would want to kill all of them. Every person who has ever made fun of me and every member of my family. I might even want to wipe out the whole state of Maine!” I laughed darkly. Who knew I had this much vengeance built up inside of me?
“And what would you be willing to do if I could grant you that wish?’ James questioned.“Anything.” I whispered.