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The Island	By : StrawberryWine36 Category: Individual Celebrities > Colin Firth Views: 8936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They turned around with a start to see the headmaster standing in the darkness behind them. His glare could be felt before his words. Colin wrapped his arms protectively around the girls, his mind racing for the right thing to say at this moment.
“Nothing, erm, just dealing with a small problem.
“So, I see you apprehended our little escape artists! Yes, quite the ‘little problem’. I take it you were on your way to my office.”
“Well no, seeing as it’s the middle of the night. “ Colin replied.
“Yes but seeing as we all appear to be up and about I believe there is no time like the present, let’s head there now and sort this out!” He turned and stalked away up the corridor. Georgiana panicked for a moment and tried to writhe her hand out of Colin’s grip, she wasn’t sure where she was going to run, but she was going to run, run as far as she could. He held her fast.
“Don’t try it.” He whispered through his teeth.
“I can’t do this, please, I can’t...” She stuttered.
“Trust me; I will get you out of this, both of you!” He replied.
The headmaster beckoned to three chairs as they entered the room.
“Sit!” He commanded as if speaking to a dog. The girls sat either end, covering themselves as much as possible.
“So, before I listen to a tirade of rubbish from your drunken mouths, I shall tell you what I know so we can cut a long story short. You were seen on CCTV leaving the building and travelling into town. I have no idea what happened after that apart from Mr Firth here having to drive out to find you both. “He paused, leaning back in his chair and folding his arms.
“So, here’s your part ladies, who’s idea was it, or was it a joint venture? I warn you before you answer that this is a most serious offence which holds a most serious penalty. So think before you speak!”
Carlene burst into tears noisily, sniffling and snorting into her hands. Colin sat running his fingers through his hair nervously, Georgiana looked up suddenly into the headmaster’s eyes. Bringing back the old her, the one who could fend for herself, no feminine wittering and running away from what she had done.
“It was me, you don’t need to start on Carlene, I talked her into it, I arranged everything. “ She sat still, arms folded, mirroring his authoritarian pose.
“No, don’t listen to her!” Carlene squealed. Colin turned to look at Georgiana, shocked at her sudden admission. Her expression was blank, she stared the headmaster in the eyes.
“No, all me, if you need to put the blame on anyone, it’s just me.” Georgiana carried on, staring straight ahead blankly, emotionless.
Colin clenched his fists, not able to speak what was on his mind. The headmaster gave a sideways smile and stood up, leaning across the desk and staring into Georgiana’s eyes.
“If that is the case then you will be fully aware that you are fully responsible for breaking out of the academy and will be solely accountable for the offence. “
Georgiana stared him back and nodded, she was past caring, past worrying about whether Colin cared for her, or whether her uncle would want her to come home. What was the point?
“If that is so...” The headmaster continued, “Then I shall assume that you know that this behaviour is beyond what was written in your contract. The very paper you signed explained that if you stray from the rules to this point, there is only one conclusion.” He stood up haughtily, staring down at them.
“Tomorrow at midday, that is 12pm if there is any question, I shall be collecting you from here and taking you to the tower.” He turned to Colin, “Mr Firth, I am putting the unfortunate task on you of looking after this creature until tomorrow. I think she may try again to escape or cause further problems. I trust this is an unexpected request but that you can agree to her remaining with you until tomorrow.”
Colin looked up unexpectedly, “Why yes, of course. But what about Carlene? “
“Ahh, the sweet little Miss Lester!” The headmaster smirked, turning swiftly to lean over Carlene who shrivelled back in her chair like a terrified mouse. “You are an unsuspecting pawn in this game...” He added, grabbing a fistful of her hair suddenly and jerking her head back painfully. Carlene winced as he bought his face close to hers. “You, my little fairy will go back to your room and report to me at nine in the morning for your punishment. You have been coerced into this whole thing yet must have at some point agreed to accompany Lady Alderley. For that reason I have a small amount of pity for you and your lack of substance. Please leave immediately and return to your room.”
Carlene stood up, tearful and ran from the room wiping her eyes, turning before she fled to hug Georgiana and kiss her on the forehead. “I’m sorry.” She whispered and ran from the room, wishing she had had the strength to stand up for her friend and tell the truth. The headmaster excused himself for a moment and left Colin and Georgiana alone for the first time that evening. Hearing the door click on his exit, Colin turned to Georgiana, grabbing her shoulder.
“What are you doing? At least try and sound like you’re sorry or want a second chance.” He asked,
“I don’t care anymore.” Georgiana shrugged, not even looking at him and still staring straight ahead. “Seems strange that the headmaster knew you had come out to find us, did he send you out to bring us back? I think he did. So, what the fuck do you care what happens to me?”
“You have to care!” Colin snapped back, shaking her round to face him. “No he didn’t send me out, I came out of my own accord and was worried about you. Now for god’s sake start worrying about yourself and start thinking your way out of this. Apologise, anything, just swallow your pride and come back to reality before it’s too late!”
She pulled away and turned to face the wall, not wanting him to see the few tears that had fallen down her cheeks. Colin pulled away and turned as the headmaster returned to the room. Standing by the door he beckoned him over.
“I hope you are agreeable with this arrangement for tonight, I don’t know how else to assure she remains in the academy.” He said in hushed tones, out of earshot of Georgiana.
“Yes, that won’t be a problem to me, but are you sure this is the right course of action?”
“Are you questioning my authority?”
“No, not at all, I was only wondering if there was an alternative to this whole situation.”
“No, there are strict rules as you know and for escaping the penalty is always to be excluded from the academy. Exclusion means that all contracts are broken; the families do not want the girls back so there is only one way I can deal with them. I can assure you she will be in safe hands.”
“Yes, yes I suppose you’re right.” Colin sighed.
“Honestly, sometimes I really begin to think you actually have some sort of affection for that vile girl!” The headmaster laughed, patting him on the shoulder. “Just take her away and keep an eye on her, I need to get some sleep!” He called out behind him as he left Colin standing in the doorway.
“Don’t be ridiculous!” Colin laughed in reply as he left, glancing over to Georgiana, meeting her gaze. Her head rested on her hands over the back of the chair, she stared intently at him through her dark lashes, still as expressionless as before, apart from her eyes that gave her flickers of emotion away.
She was quietly leaning her head on her hands, watching the two of them talking, she couldn’t hear what they were saying but there was obviously some sort of amusement on the headmasters part. Her hatred for him flowed through her suddenly; she clenched her fists in annoyance, wishing he would die in some horrible and painful way. She was quite relieved when he left the room and Colin walked back towards her, ruffling his hair with a tired look on his face. He held out his hand and mouthed a silent “Come here.” She stood up, hooking what was left of her shirt back over her shoulder and wiping her eyes.
Georgiana followed him back to his office. She remained silent, staring into space, deep in thought. He held open the door as she headed inside.
“You’re still wasted.” He stated, noting the vacant glaze in her expression. “Take this towel, go and take a shower, then we can talk.”
“But I don’t have any clothes apart from these. All my stuff is in my room.” She pouted, hugging the towel to her chest.
“You can borrow one of my shirts, help yourself from the wardrobe, you can get dressed and tidied up in the bedroom.”
Georgiana grabbed the towel and stumbled into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and flicking the shower on .Leaning forwards onto the sink she came close to the mirror, the pale face staring back at her did not even look like her own. Black mascara smudges surrounded her eyes and her lipstick smeared in a line across her cheek. Her hair fell in messy swirls around her shoulders, random strands sticking to her face. The room was already steaming up so that her features softened in her reflection. Her fingers ripped at what was left of her shirt and skirt, throwing them to the floor. Once under the water she closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth on her skin. How had she got here, from once feeling so in control of this whole situation to having lost it all.
The warm, amphetamine fuelled inner feelings sparked back through her like electric shocks, sending tingles up and down her skin. Her fingers cupped around her warm, wet breasts before sliding down over her stomach and down between her legs. Thoughts swam through her mind at the speed of light, her fingers found their way to her clit, already warmed and aroused by the water and her own thoughts and she found herself rubbing softly, her fingers moving with ease , working up to a faster pace and imagining those fingers were not her own. Her index finger slid easily into her wetness, and she bit her lip to prevent crying out at the sensation of being penetrated. Moving slightly she angled the shower head between her legs. The hot jet of water hit hard against her skin, directed at her swollen clit and setting her off almost immediately, she gasped as her orgasm shook through her body and let out a squeal of pleasure as waves of pure enjoyment flowed through her. Leaning back and panting against the tiles she smiled to herself, masturbating in her head tutor’s shower, this was by far the highlight of the night.
Better still, it had been him she had been fantasising over.
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