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@fckvictoria
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txt ▲▼ victoria?
sapphire: well i live in a lil apartment near blackwell so
sapphire: i've had offers but idk yet if i'm actually gonna even go, sooooo
Victoria: dont even bother thinking it over, because im voiding those offers
Flicking his eyes upwards from his cell as he sat on the edge of the fountain, Nathan could feel a set of eyes glaring at him – nothing out of the ordinary. “—As much as I label myself as a work of art, this isn’t a museum. Quit it with the staring. Either go inside, or move along.”
Victoria’s lips quirked into a smirk when Nathan shouted at the person staring at him. “They’re just jealous of your impeccable beauty, Prescott.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm, but towards Nathan it was always a joke.
“‘Scuse me. You’re in front of my locker.”
“Sucks to be you I guess.”
✏ The Cat and The Hare ::: Victoria & Kate
Kate didn’t want to go outside the dormitory because it sure would mean being pointed out and laughed at but, at the same time, her room was starting to feel claustrophobic. Everything in it reminded her of a life she would never have again. Her aunt’s letter, her mother’s email, her covered mirror. She held the small golden cross in her necklace as she walked in the campus, carrying her sketch book with her. Protect me from all evil, Protect me from all evil, Protect me from all evil. Before, this would give her some kind of comfort. But now… she felt empty, terribly, absolutely empty. Oh my God, I am heartily sorry for having offended Thee; And I detest all my sins because of Thy just punishment, But most of all, because I have offended Thee, my God, Who art all good and deserving of all my love. I firmly resolve, with the help of Thy Grace, to sin no more, and to avoid the near occasion of sin. Amen. Her vision began to blur as more tears flooded from her eyes and she walked faster, barely realizing someone was approaching her. No, please, no, no, let me go. Please.
Victoria let out a yelp as she felt her arm get kicked and stumbled over as she sat on the steps to the girls’ dormitory. Looking away from her conversation, she landed on Kate Marsh and an expression of a cat finding its prey landed on her features. Excusing herself, the blonde stood and quickly followed after the dainty girl. She had to keep a fast pace to even keep up with her, and almost jogged to get in front of her. Once she was close enough, she snatched the sketchbook out of Kate’s hands with an iron grip and turned away. “Ooooh, has Kate the Slut been drawing? Let’s see what we’ve got here.”
txt ▲▼ victoria?
sapphire: from what i heard they were block parties tho
sapphire: yeah not invited by //you//
Victoria: pretty much, but most of the people we invite live on the same block or nearby. and you have to be invited to attend
Victoria: what? did someone else invite you?
Luke sucked his teeth in annoyance, forcing himself to look back at Victoria. “And if I don’t feel like it?”
She matched his gaze with an icy stare of her own. “Too bad, you started the conversation, so now we’re talking.”
txt ▲▼ victoria?
sapphire: well,,,that wasn't really what i asked so i don't care?? serious though what does it entail
Victoria: its a party hosted by the vortex club
Victoria: but that shouldnt matter to you because youre not invited
Victoria: you dont even go to our school
✉ Text ::: Dumb Azzes of Arcadia (Open)
John: Alright, whatever.
John: Cool that you found your stuff.
John: Have a great day.
Victoria: w/e yourself
Victoria: go back to your dolls
Victoria: i have homework to do and honestly dont have the time for you
Victoria: thx though
Kat stayed silent, letting her talk. Letting her be the one personality Kat loathed completely. Not only that her ‘I’m the queen of anything and everything’ annoyed Kat, but even the way she presented herself. When the other girl said the last part, Kat couldn’t help but let out a laugh. Of course, she quickly closed her mouth and stifled it. “Oh god! Whatever shall you do? Your life is over, isn’t it?”
Victoria’s glare intensified when the other laughed. “Honestly, just get lost. I don’t have the time for idiots like you right now. I have a party to plan.”
❝Good. Buying liquor is exponentially more difficult when you look faded as fuck,❞ she said, fixing her hair and checking her makeup in the rear view mirror. She wanted to make sure that she looked identical to the picture in her fake ID. ❝What was it that you want me to get?❞
Victoria merely rolled her eyes in response. “Just get whiskey. The good kind I mean. I gave you enough for it, so don’t cheap out, got it? A couple bottles so we have enough for the party on top of the alcohol I have at home.”
“I just– Oh, god, that’s gross. And I mean vomit into my mouth a bit, gross.” Taylor leaned against the weathered tree, her perfectly manicured nails digging in slightly to the paper of her coffee cup as she watched the couple situated a few feet from her make out violently. “Hey, hey! Yeah, you two, why don’t you get a room? Or better yet, a dorm? I heard they hand those out to students!”
Leaning against a nearby tree with her nose in her phone, Victoria rolled her eyes at her friend’s tangent. “Oh my god, Tay, just give it a break already. Or, if you’re really adamant about this, throw rocks at them.” Still with her face in her tech, Victoria took one hand and scooped up a few rocks next to her and held them out for her longer-haired blonde friend.
victoria & gwen: like yin & yang
Smiling to herself, Gwendolyn sat on her bed, her best friend’s flip flops dangling on her feet while she read through her last message. She sometimes wondered if the fact that they were the same size in pretty much everything was a blessing or a curse. She glanced at the clock and went over to her closet, picking out a simple (yet expensive) outfit comprised of dark-wash jeans, a blouse, Victoria’s sandals, and a light jacket. Like clockwork, there was a knock on the door and Gwen leapt to the door to grab it, a wide smile curving to her lips when she saw that it was Victoria. “So, I’ve decided that… since you’re keeping my flats as compensation for your handbag, I’m keeping these flip flops as compensation for my help in finding your stuffed animal,” She announced, closing the door behind her. “Sidenote, who’s car are we taking?”
Glancing up from her phone upon finishing reading the last text from her friend, Victoria’s eyes moved to the open window of her room and a smile quirked the corners of her lips. A breeze billowed the curtains, but beyond that, it was a really nice day (especially for Arcadia Bay in the middle of Spring when the weather was usually shit). It was a day that screamed ‘Go shopping, Victoria!’, and thank whatever God Kate worshiped because Vic had a shopping date planned with her bestie. Luckily she was already dressed in her usual attire: a royal blue sweater topped over a gray button up, and a gray stretch skirt over black stockings and black flats. Hopping up from her bed, she grabbed her new white burberry just in time to hear a knock at the door. Making her way over, she opened it up and smiled as her eyes met Gwen. “We’ll just have to see about that,” she rolled her eyes. “Mine’s getting fixed at a shop, so we’ll have to take yours.”
i always wondered what victoria would look like with long hair
I have decided short-haired victoria is the best victoria
Kat was roaming around when she saw something hanging out of another’s pocket. She hadn’t taken anything for a couple of days now, and god, the urges were hard to fight. At that moment in time, Kat didn’t even think about it when she casually walked up to the other, sliding the object out of the pocket.
Feeling something slip out of her shorts pocket, she quickly looked up from her PDA and whirled around, her blue eyes landing on the guilty party - a small girl with what she immediately recognized as her smartphone. “Uh, pardon moi, but what the actual fuck do you think you’re doing?” She snatched the phone out from the other’s smaller grasp and shot her an icy glare. Victoria looked at her phone and groaned. Slipping her PDA in her purse, she quickly began wiping the screen with her sweater sleeve. “Ew, you got your greasy fingerprints all over my screen.”
✉ Text ::: Dumb Azzes of Arcadia (Open)
flora: idk
flora: what do you want?
Victoria: a louis vuitton handbag and matching clutch
Victoria: but i can get that on my own whenever
Victoria: idk you cant really offer me anything
“Victoria, you came to my office. Of course you seem like you’ve got something to hide.”
“Wow and here I thought the counselor was supposed to make you feel better. No. I need to check the lost and found, so would you be a dear and leave for a moment?”