"But the LORD Almighty will be exalted by his justice, and the holy God will be proved holy by his righteous acts."
I'm Georgina Sparks.
Firstly I'd like to tell you sorry for whatever I did to you before.
Secondly, God bless you.
It’s has been a while. And while your presence was deeply and sincerely missed. I did manage to keep myself somewhat entertained. Welcome back, Sparks.
It is true that the old Georgina would absolutely love to know what you have been up to while asking for the nearest Bacardi. The new Georgina has to say that the night life is no longer her life.
Thomas couldn’t stop staring at the image of his sister as if she was Jesus herself. Any other time, he would’ve snorted at her comment that she was going to cook, and her following words only kept surprising him. What the hell had they done to her? Thomas had no idea that ‘bible camp’ was code for brainwashing, because that was the only explanation he had for his sister’s behavior as he watched her smile the brightest smile at him and spoke about having had changed. The apology that came out of her lips seemed so…genuine. So, so terribly genuine that it made Thomas skeptical. No, she wasn’t brainwashed, this had to be one of her sick little games she loved playing.
"Georgina," Thomas sighed, rubbing his exhausted eyes. "I can’t have any of your shit right now." He told her, walking past her and into the large kitchen. "You got out of bible camp, congratulations, but nothing between us has changed." He said as he opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of beer, starting the day with strong alcohol wasn’t a good idea. "I still hate you, and I sent you in that stupid camp, in case you don’t remember, and I would do it over and over again if I have to. Do you understand what I’m trying to say?" Thomas raised an eyebrow at her before taking a swig of the beer.
She started to get out the eggs from the cupboards. Georgina didn't realize how much food she actually had in her house. Mainly because she always eat at restaurants at home but now she knew that the night life was no longer her life. Home cooked meals were one of the best things she learnt in bible camp. "But whoever hates his brother is in the darkness and walks in the darkness, and does not know where he is going, because the darkness has blinded his eyes." Georgina said immediately after her brother spoke. "John 2:11". So Thomas would understand. "This isn't a game Thomas. I really have changed. Bible Camp did me so well and I know it was supposed to be a punishment but it was the best gift I've ever received. I'm going to make amends with everyone."
Georgina winced at the beer. "I didn't think it would be easy and you'd just forgive me. My head counselor told me that my hatred and animosity towards you was because I was possessed with a need for power. In my earlier days at the camp I saw the psychologist the most, apparently more than anyone else in camp history, and she told me that I wanted to test my controlling ways on someone and you being the oldest and a type of authority over me was the best way to exert my destructive ways." She started beating the eggs. "Do you want toast ?"
Oh no I wasn't talking about your boots Quinn. I was talking about how your face reflects your happiness on the inside. That's why you look amazing, silly.
Thank you Sophia. Honestly you have no idea how better and more enriched in life I feel. I was truly blessed to have gone to such and establishment. You should go as well!
Chuck, while it is great to see you again. I have to say that I have left my evil ways. I recommend that you should to. The Word of the God is the best way to follow.
Serena! It's almost like I've seen the whole gang again. Except Blair and Nate, sadly. Well my counselors decided my change was so miraculous that I should bring my joy back to the streets of Manhattan while I also righting my wrongs. So I must ask how can I write my wrongs with you, S?
For the past three days, Thomas had been locked up in a haze, barely managing to get out of bed. He was either drunk or hungover, sometimes both, and he felt both mentally and physically exhausted. He had successfully kept Olivia out of his thoughts, but at the price of the alcohol being constantly present in his system to the point that he couldn’t even remember what it felt like being sober. He didn’t care about classes, he didn’t bother answering the calls and texts messages that were piling up, and instead, Thomas focused on nothing. On that perfect, weightless feeling of numbness, like he was in some sort of a trance. His parents were away, probably visiting Georgina in bible camp, and Thomas made sure to take full advantage of the empty Sparks penthouse.
It was two in the afternoon when Thomas had to drag himself out of bed and go downstairs to get something that would satisfy the hunger he felt, but before he even started climbing down the stairs, he heard someone unlocking the door. His parents? Probably, Thomas had absolutely no clue when they’d be coming back, and frankly, he didn’t give a fuck if they saw him in this state, they had probably heard about what had happened to Olivia. However, as Thomas was halfway down the stairs, he almost tripped. Surely, he was hallucinating because there was no other explanation to why Georgina would be standing right in front of him. And then realization hit him: his parents had mentioned something about his sister being let out of bible camp soon because of her good behavior, Thomas had just been too preoccupied with his own shit to even process the information. “Georgina…?” Thomas stared in surprise, his voice coming out hoarse and thick. “How—when did you…?” He couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. His sister was the last thing Thomas needed right now.
Georgina never knew it was possible to feel so rejuvenated in such a short time. In the camp, after very violent outbursts and sinful language, her past life was nonexistent. Unlike in the busy streets of New York almost no one had heard of her.In the limo on the way as her parents are staring at her with open eyes and even more opened mouths she looked back at her memories there she couldn't even think of exactly when she 'cracked' neither did she want to. There was so many activities to do that the dark past didn't belong in her timeline anymore. Needless to say, she was upset about coming back. Her parents were insistent about having her back as soon as she behaves to her utmost best. Something about an example of their perfect parenting, she wasn't listening at that part. Georgina decided that she would try and understand her parents. Since they and Blair Waldorf were the ones who sent her to become exalted.
Her parents, forever busy, decided to just drop her off of their penthouse. The only blonde of the household, Mrs. Sparks giving her one last look. "Georgina?" She asked for the ninth time since the car started hours ago. "This isn't another sick trick is it?" Georgina didn't take offence, she understood that it was odd when she asked for them to let her stay another semester or three. "Mum, I promise you. It's me. Now I wrote one of my best scriptures for you guys to say in the morning and night but for now I just hope you pray before you enter the car. Remember the only reason nothing has happened is because He is taking care of you."
Not for the first time since her exile, Georgina thought about Thomas.He did this to her as a way of punishment. Punishment that she so very much deserved but it ended so well in everyone's favour. At the very start she despised her brother for what he had done. Two straight days of concocting schemes that were driven out more of anger than skill. Thomas had beaten her at her own game and it didn't sit well with the old Georgina. The new Georgina on the other hand was ready to start anew especially with her older brother. He was in a dark place right now and she would help him, like he unintentionally helped her.
"I was going to make eggs." A bright smile placed on her face. "Hi, Thomas. It's great to be back in the house." Georgina went over to hug him as she did with her mother and father. "I'd just like to say thank you." She breathed slowly, "Because..because I've changed." It was much better in her head mainly because Thomas didn't look like he had just woken up. "And I'm sorry." "I'm going to be a much better person from now on." Her tone changed at the last sense, her lips quirked in the same smile as when she first saw him.
exactly three weeks and five days longer than lohan
WHO: Georgina Sparks + The Sparks Parents
WHAT: The consequence of messing with Blair and Thomas served Parent a la mode
WHEN: Morning, 27th September 2014
WHERE: Sparks Residence
NOTES: Sorry for mobile users! Also I have no idea how long Lindsay Lohan lasted but we all know Georgina Sparks lasted longer.
The big black sunglasses, the smell of Borneo and the black limousine that was parked close to her house. It was a funny thing how the stereotype of the rich and beautiful teenagers of Manhattan was that they were rude to their parents and disrespectful. Undoubtedly it was incredibly untrue. The certain nurturing the elite parents did in the Fifth Avenue while luxurious always left a little too much wandering behind.
Ask Georgina Sparks who you could see never talks about her parents at all. Georgina Sparks, the self proclaimed devil and demon of the UES,who clacked and clicked her black heels a little too loudly so adults, peers and children a like can see her gliding through the halls and streets,the copper haired beauty was not terrified of overdosing or of never having an amazing future and definitely not something as stupid as not having a date for prom but of two wealthy , well dressed middle age people that can cause death and pain with one look. They were the Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the cynical, the disastrous.
"Mom! Dad! I had no idea you'll be home!"
The seventeen year old beauty notices something wrong instantly. If there's anything Georgina can do, it's sniff things out. Her mother with her blonde hair and diamond watch cocks her head to the side and just like that a shiver goes down her spine. She dares herself to look at her father. Truly look at Robert Sparks and she can see it all just like that once again. What did they say the last time? Next time shit goes down military school? Or was it boot camp? Georgina can't remember the details but she can definitely remember that feeling that enveloped her. It was like finding Peter dead with Serena all over again.
Unconsciously she started to retreat but her feet were still on the floor, it was what her parents and only her parents could do to her she didn't want to know what the offence was. She had done many in the following months since she got back to New York. Partying, scheming, sex, drugs and alcohol had become daily to her. Her body wanted to sink in or fly away and the thought that her parents might know that secret. The one with Peter was unthinkable. They couldn't. It was impossible. Had to be.
The youngest Sparks didn't even know when a bodyguard had appeared at her back, his face as stern and as unrelenting as her parents. "Georgina Rochelle Sparks." Her father's voice boomed. "Of all the things you've done. This has got to be the absolute worst." Her mother who had been sitting suddenly stands up with vigor overtakes her father in voice. "You have been bringing shame to this family since you were eleven years old and you know we always found a way to look behind it and correct you but with what was just brought to me?" A long pause echoes. The question/statement hangs in the air for a period. "You'll be in so much misery that you would never even be able to look at a drink again.
"Fucking, fuck shit."Georgina thinks. She keeps her face in smile though. This would be easy. It will be easy. It will be easy. However by everything, the looks, the stack of papers, the bodyguard-likely because of how fast she ran out the last time-it seemed a bit too much. Anything but easy. Blair Waldorf had always cornered Jenny with a good scheme, she could have had a hand in this. She was Blair.
Still Georgina could still save herself. Improvisation was always key to her. Of course it wasn't perfect with her parents but in desperation she would try anything. "Mummy, Daddy. I-I know I d-did something wrong but it's noth-"
"Don't you open your mouth again young lady! "
Jesus Christ ! You fucking killed someone."
Serena couldn't. Serena wouldn't. Serena had.
Her parents hadn't even given her the verdict but she could already see her world turning to black. Her immediate thought was if her parents would take her to the police. The second thought was how the hell it all transpired. Serena had given Blair the tape obviously but Blair wouldn't just show up with a tape at random. Her parents didn't trust very easily and were so busy only few could get their time. Except of course there was an inside source. "Your brother was so concerned when he showed us this. I can't believe you Georgina. I can't believe you would hit such a rock bottom like this."
Georgina backs up entirely. Blue eyes popped open. Her mouth in a perfect O.It was as if someone just showed her proof that a fish could walk. "Thomas?" Georgina's voice clear for the first time. "There is no way Thomas did this. He's Thomas. He's too weak, too stupi-"
"Georgina Sparks if you open your mouth again." Her mother's eyes narrowing down at her. "And how dare you talk about Thomas that way? He not only is your older brother but the person who got us to finally save you."
The grunting, the passive hatred that made her think of him of him poorly over the years. Seventeen years, seventeen years to execute it. If anything was true to Georgina it was her opinion of Thomas.He had always been a severe lack of standard to the name. He was always scum to her.She never, not once thought he would accomplish this.In that video she had killed a man with cocaine. Death, murder and blackness filled that video about his own blood and he gave it to her parents. Knowing what any parent would think, knowing that if by any slight chance someone else saw it she could go to prison. Knowing what risk it took. She had many enemies sprawling and while she and her brother were not the Brady Bunch she never expected him to be this good. She wondered if he put a camera to record her. And the thing that crept her the most? The fact that odds are he had and had the capacity to do much more. All because Georgina had made him believe that she slept with Eric which was no longer worth it. Georgina couldn't help but admire it. She was sick and twisted enough to see the beauty of it.
"We got rid of the tape but you're going to be going away for a very long time." Robert Sparks continued shuffling leaflets. They wouldn't send her to another boarding school would they? The one in Utah was loathful. "Eleanor's daughter Blair, was kind enough to send some places for trouble teenage girls like yourself." Angeline Sparks threw the leaflets at her with Georgina only able to catch one. "Shiloh Bible Camp." Georgina read it at first quietly, not letting all the numbers punch. "Shiloh Bible Camp." She said yet again. "Shiloh Bible Camp in New Jersey."
"Your bags are already packed." The driver confirmed her father's words with a grunt. Georgina looked up now as if her punishment was for being beheaded. She searched for a camera, the best place to put them was always on top. She cleared her throat, these would be her last words as a sane human being. Just before her mother stood up and the body guard was at her side. Georgina spoke clearly than she had since she got to her house on this dreaded day.
WHO: Olivia and Julian. With appearances from Lucas, Ridley, Brooke, and no other than Georgina Sparks herself.
WHAT: Olivia attends the Van der Woodsen-Bass’ event. And while everything seems to be threatening the success of the party, she has a significant encounter with Julian Keaton only to be caught together by someone else.
WHEN: Monday, September 25th of 2014. Around 10:27 p.m. (I’m totally making that up).
WHERE: Van der Woodsen-Bass penthouse.
NOTES: Round of applause for Ebony actually documenting her MIM event endeavors for the first time. Thanks to the ones who participated on this, all credit to their flawless writing. I’d like to say I personally hate Lena for giving me feels and this is also the moment where I copycat Liz and apologize to all mobile users. God bless the person who decides to read this, because it’s kinda long.
Olivia walked out of the elevator and entered the Van der Woodsen’s penthouse with both of her parents right behind her. Her mother was whispering countless of things behind her ear that she really wasn’t paying much attention to and her father kept his phone on his ear, talking about business as she tried to look for someone who could distract her and be the excuse for her to leave her parents behind and try to enjoy tonight’s event. Thomas wasn’t coming and to say that she was disappointed was an understatement. She was on her way to look for Catherine when she accidentally bumped into someone, causing for their drink to spill on the floor. “Oh, I’m sorry.” She quickly apologized. “I didn’t see you.”
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