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The Island	By : StrawberryWine36 Category: Individual Celebrities > Colin Firth Views: 8936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Two weeks had passed, Georgiana’s emotions had swiftly changed from hurt to anger and she had been sat alone in the bedroom most of the time. Carlene had become concerned for her friend, having become tired of watching her pale face gazing out of the window looking for something. She had not eaten apart from whatever Carlene had coaxed her in to and had not spoken a word, just stared out over the grounds and across the fences to what lay beyond. She had attended the lessons that she was required to attend but had been equally as spaced out, there in body but not in mind.
“I bought you up a giant pretzel.” Carlene coaxed, waving the bag around her face. “I know you love them, c’mon take a break for five minutes.” To her surprise Georgiana turned around, wiping her face and eagerly taking the pretzel.
“Carlene, “She began through a mouthful of pretzel, “How awesome would it be to head out of here for a night out, like we were normal, like we were back home, like we could have fun?”
“Out...sounds like impossible! How the hell are we supposed to head out Gina? They would never let us go out for the night. Besides, I hardly think there’s a roaring nightlife on this island.”
“There’s a village.” Georgiana smiled, waving her arm in the direction of the window. “A small village and the only one on the island. It’s very basic and nothing fancy but they have a pub where the whole village come out to at a weekend. I think we should pretty ourselves up and head on down there.”
“Don’t be ridiculous!” Carlene scoffed, “As if they are going to let us out of here. There are cameras, the gates are security locked, I mean even our rooms are locked down at night. How would this even happen? It would take months of planning, and a bloody miracle!”
“Easy!” Georgiana smiled, grabbing her friend by the shoulders. “I have worked it all out. I realised that the laundry collection van turns up every night at eight thirty; I’ve had a few words with the delivery driver. Turns out we could sneak onto it and get a ride down to town.”
“Marvellous!” Carlene applauded with a sarcastic clapping motion. “But how do we get back in again after this wonderful night out? Our rooms are locked down till the morning and I can’t see any taxis wanting to bring us back at that time of night. We would get in so much trouble, I can’t do this Gina I really can’t, we are so close to getting back home!”
“No problem!” Georgiana stopped her. “At precisely 6.30 every evening, the bakery delivery van turns up, my plan is that we hitch a ride with them and voila...we arrive there safe and no one knows any different, except for the fact that we have had a night out and these arseholes don’t know a bloody thing about it!” She sat back and smiled, feeling pleased at her own plotting. “We snazzy up our uniforms a bit, get out there and party for the night.”
Carlene flopped back on her bed, half excite and half in despair at her friend’s sudden wild ideas.
“We’ll get caught though, I know it. Come on Gina we only have a few weeks to go, then we can be as mad as we like!”
“Yes I know, but right now like I am fed up of being restricted, taken the piss out of and bossed about every fucking day. I am going to show them that we are cleverer than they are. We can get out, come back and yes we are still the same people we were before, no difference, thus proving the bullshit of this whole set up!” Georgiana ranted. She needed to get out, even if Carlene wasn’t going to come with her, she was still planning to go. Screw them all, the whole lot of them with their rules and their dictating. She was going to show them, show them how ridiculous they felt when they found out how she had escaped for the night. She had in fact been planning this whole event for the last two weeks; it had started as a small notion but had grown into an idea that had invaded her every waking moment. Each part had been meticulously worked out, down to the smallest detail. She reached down under the bed to reveal the package she had kept concealed since the early days. This was the moment, the right time to bring out her secret contraband. Carlene watched her unroll the parcel containing the metal tin she had seen before.
“You have more cigarettes? Oh god I hope so!”
“Yes, and something else you might like...fancy a little anti sleep dust?” Georgiana grinned, waving a tiny bag of white powder in front of her.
“No way? I didn’t know you managed to get that in here...you take some risks!”
“Yep!” She replied, carefully tipping a small amount of the powder into a folded up rizla. “I knew deep down that at some point I would get beyond all this shit and want a night out, so I came prepared. Now the question is, do you want to come with me and have a fantastic night out?”
“I, I guess so. I mean, I’d love a night out but...but...” Carlene stuttered but her protests were stopped by Georgiana kissing her hard on the lips, as she pulled back she popped a small white wrap into her friend’s mouth and handed her a glass of water.
“You want to come play outside?”
“Go on, you convinced me. What have we got to lose? “ Carlene giggled, swigging back the water.
It was eight thirty when the two girls set off, both in self customised uniform. Georgiana had ripped the sleeves from the shirts and cut a v neck front into them. Both their skirts had been hitched up so that they sat propped sexily on their hips. She wore her hair down so that it fell in soft waves down her shoulders while Carlene had scraped hers up into messy bunches.
After stuffing pillows under the duvets in traditional fake body fashion, the girls headed out to the kitchens. All was in darkness apart from the laundry truck that was parked by the rear doors. Georgiana pulled Carlene through and banged her fist hard on the driver’s door.
“Hey Bobby, you gonna give us a lift?”
A spotty teen wound down the window and grinned a toothless smile at the two girls.
“Go for it ladies, you got a hell of a lot more guts than the rest of ‘em here!”
Carlene climbed in beside him and squeezed along to let Georgiana push in next to her.
“Alot more guts?” She looked surprised.
“Hell yeah, I’ve been coming here years and not one of them has thought to sneak out in my van. In fact I feel a bit honoured to be part of the broken chain.”
“Shut up Bobby, damn, you would think you were our saviour or something. Just throw over your vodka and then drive.” Georgiana shoved him playfully before leaning back and propping her heels up onto the dashboard. Bobby squeezed her thigh playfully and reached for the half bottle from the glove compartment.
“There you go ladies, enjoy and don’t forget Lady A, you still owe me for that voddy!”
“Of course, I always pay my debts.” Georgiana pushed two fingers under the neck of her shirt and under her bra to pull out a ten pound note. “There you go Bobs, hope it’s still warm for you!” She winked as he took the money.
“Aw fuck it I was hoping you were going to offer to pay by other means!” He replied.
“Yes of course you would you dirty little git! In your dreams!”
“In my dreams, yeah I’m pretty sure it will be tonight!” He laughed, grabbing his own crotch. “I’ve heard what goes on at that place; you two have probably done things that I couldn’t even imagine!”
“Probably!” Georgiana smiled, settling back with the bottle, taking a few mouthfuls before passing it over to Carlene. The girls relaxed as the van headed away from the academy and they felt safer. The main road which lead down into the town was in darkness for most of the journey as they passed the fields and woods that lay between the academy and reality. By the time they neared the village, the girls had got through most of the vodka and had become increasingly loud and giggly.
“Here you go, your destination as you requested.” Bobby pulled up into a small cobbled car park and switched on the interior lights. “I might pop in later and buy you a drink or two!” He added.
Georgiana looked up at the quaint thatched building in front of her. It was the main pub in the village and seemed quite quiet apart from a gentle throbbing of music from within. Thanking Bobby with a kiss on the cheek, Georgiana grabbed Carlene’s hand and pulled her through the door. The two girls stood in awe for a moment, looking around the surprisingly busy pub. A sea of faces turned to look at them as they walked in.
“Two vodka and cokes.” Georgiana smiled, leaning across the bar. The barman who had fallen silent at their entrance, nodded and headed towards the .She felt a nudge against her arm and turned to see an intrigued looking bald headed man looking her up and down. “Yes?”
“Are you two ladies from that place on the hill?”
“And what place on the hill would that be?” She smiled, sweeping a few strands of hair from her eyes and giving him her full attention.
“The, the, you know the weird school place.” He stuttered, turning slightly red.
“Weird? And what would be weird about it then?” She pouted.
“Um, I don’t know, we hear things, strange stories, but we’ve never seen any of the girls who are locked up there, are you locked up? I’m sorry, all the rumours that fly around here, I never know what to believe.”
“Do we look locked up?” Georgiana grinned with a wink, swigging back her drink and slamming down the glass. “Why don’t you fill this one up for me and my friend and we can fill you in on all the details!”
The bald man nodded fervently and beckoned the barman as a handful of other locals slowly filtered over to see what was going on. Each one of them desperate to know what actually went on at the mysterious building
“Come on boys, you all wanna hear the story of how we managed to escape and what those nasty, nasty men did to us in there?” Georgiana called out, thrusting her chest out and putting on a sad pouty little girl face. Suddenly they were the main interest of the pub. Drinks were being passed towards them one after the other. Carlene relaxed a little as Georgiana put her arm around her and began regaling in graphic detail to the throng of fascinated men. After several shots she even joined in, adding her own parts and giggling at their responses. With the soft buzz of the speed kicking in, she sat up on the table at the high point of one of the stories while Georgiana acted it out in dramatic form. The tension around them had grown with Georgiana’s detailed descriptions and Carlene found herself rocking to and fro with the music that had been turned up a few notches at their request. Undoing a few more buttons on her shirt she ran her hands over her friend’s shoulders, stroking her hair. This was turning out to be a good night already.
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