by Morgan Landry 5/10/2013, 7:22 am
That made Vic's interest rise. She was splitting her year between school in Bordeaux and staying here at Camp, and when she was at Camp, she worked with school books provided by the CNED, a French Academy for home taught persons so they could keep up and write tests. With the marks she got, she could complete her report card.
So because of Angelina being home-taught, Victoria felt closer to her.
"I'm a bit like that too," she said, and explained her situation to Angelina. "Honestly, you didn't lose much, by not going to school. Most kids there... well, they think of themselves as so superior. I can't stand that because they are so little intelligent! Yet they make stupid jokes about you because you're good at school and they fail to grasp they shall never be as intelligent as you."
She felt a familiar ball of anger form in her throat, but restrained herself. She had had some bad experiences at school, and she was very touchy about that subject.
Victoria took some time to think about what she had just said and sighed.
"Well, there was my fatal flaw again," she said, speaking of hybris.
Then Angelina asked about her family. To that, Victoria simply shrugged.
"I have my dad," she replied. "He's a searcher in physics of particles. He's working for the CNES. Before, we lived in Geneva, but after that we moved to Bordeaux because he wanted to teach at University while continuing his researches."
She loved her dad, but he was the only person of her mortal family she liked to talk about, apart from her grandmother. Her grandfather was dead before she was born.
There was her aunt, too, but she didn't get along with her and her numerous boyfriends. And as for her cousins... They hated each other, that was a fact. Vianney, the boy, and Louise, the girl, couldn't stand Victoria, nor could she stand them.