by Morgan Landry 3/28/2013, 7:25 am
The rest of the drive, they all stayed silent. Victoria refused to talk with her father, Justin was listening to his iPod and Jason was looking out of the window. The young girl wouldn't talk to the others because she knew she was nerved and so she easily got into arguments when she was in this state.
They finally arrived at Victoria's house.
It was a nice house in the area of Pey-Berland, one of the richest areas in Bordeaux.
Victoria's father earned one of the only houses with garden here; the building was made of white and grey stones with a greenish roof.
Her father parked the car in the garage, and they all went out, taking their trunks with them.
"Come!" Vic told the boys, "I'm gonna show you the house."
That, and the fact she didn't thank her father for the trip showed she didn't want to talk to him.
In the entrance of the house, there was a wooden drawer with a little stone owl on it. The floor was carpeted, and on the left side stood a wooden shelf for the hats and jackets.
After having taken her shoes off, Vic took Jason's and Justin's jackets and put them into the shelf, along with her own.
She smiled at the boys, her blonde hair falling on her shoulder, then took them upstairs, telling them to be careful, because it was a marble staircase and if they fell, they could get serious wounds.
The young girl showed them her bedroom, in the second floor which was large and rectangular. She liked it, because it was under the roof and so the ceiling was inclined. A green carpet was laid on the parquet.
Her bed was neatly made, like she had left it before leaving for Camp some time ago. The sheets where white and green, and the pillow was green, with olive motives.
On her bed table was a big book entitled 'Advanced Astrophysics' (another college book her dad had given her), along with a framed picture of the Parthenon.
Against the wall, on the opposite side of the window, was her large wooden desk, with her pens and a maths book, along with an oceanography dictionary.
And on the other side of the bedroom, in front of the window, stood her telescope.
"This is my room!" she said with a great smile. "And here..." -She went to a door at the back of the room and opened it - "is your room."
Their room was a bit bigger, and Victoria saw with a smile that her father had already prepared the beds for the two boys, even respecting their god parents by the choice of the sheet colours: olive-green for Justin and yellow-orange for Jason.
A bouquet of sunrays was gushing through the open window, letting spring fragrances come in.
"You like it?" she asked.