The Island | By : StrawberryWine36 Category: Individual Celebrities > Colin Firth Views: 8936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Georgiana Alderley Grant swung her legs in a bored fashion while she waited for the doors to her uncle’s study to open. She didn’t usually feel nervous in any situation but today was different, something inside told her that this was no normal telling off.
The last three years at her uncle’s mansion had been full of parties, shopping , fun and entertainment. She had a sneaky feeling it was one of these evenings that had angered her uncle. Since her parents had passed away, the need to enjoy every moment had become so important to her and if that meant late nights and excessive amounts of alcohol then who should stop her?
The door swung open abruptly and Worthington gave her a wide grin.
“Your uncle will see you now Miss Georgiana.” He smiled. Georgiana made a face as she strode past him, with a special effort not to make physical contact. Worthington always had the instant reaction of repulsion; she wasn’t sure if it was his sinister smug, sleazy grin or his red piggy face that did it but she could hardly bear to look at him.
Taking a deep breath and making a huge smile she swayed through the door and kept a constant pace despite her uncle’s stern expression from behind his desk. To her annoyance Worthington took his place regimentally behind him.
“Georgiana, where have you been?” Lord Grant asked.
“I’ve only been in town...”
“Since noon yesterday?” He snapped angrily.
Georgiana scowled defensively,
“Well yes, I...”
“Georgiana we have spoken about this before.” Lord Grant tried to ignore the way his niece was already rolling her eyes as he spoke. “Don’t give me that look; just hear me out as this is very important!” He implored, keeping his temper and leaning across the desk sincerely.
“Now as you know, I don’t have much longer left in this world.”
“Uncle I...”
“And...” He continued, “When I pass on I leave not only a great fortune but a great responsibility. Many decisions on property and finances and I don’t think I can entrust all this to you as you are. I have been wracking my brains to come up with a solution and today finally it has come to me, my dear Worthington has suggested this.” He pushed a booklet across the desk towards her.
“This establishment is an educational centre for young ladies.”
Georgiana flicked through the pages, not really interested.
“I think I’m a little too old for school Uncle, I’m twenty five in a months time!”
“I realise that, this is probably slightly different from what you are thinking. The lessons are in etiquette, elocution, poise and grace. The rules are strict, they will not be as easy going as me in regards to your behaviour. It involves boarding at the school for the duration of a year.” He rattled the information out at break neck speed and Georgiana sat back open mouthed and silent for a moment after he had finished.
“A year! But I cant, I have friends, a life, I don’t need to go to a school for all that stuff.Just tell me how you want me to be and I’ll do it. “
“I want you to act like a lady, not a whore from the gutter!” Lord Grant exploded the words at his shocked neice , she jumped as he banged his fist angrily on the table. “You live here, the only heir to my line and what do you do with your time? you drink with the low lifes and the scum, you smoke, and the worst thing, you engage in sexual acts in public!”
“Now hang on!” Georgiana butted in, “I may enjoy a few drinks and the odd cigarette but I most certainly have never dishonoured myself, and your name by doing anything inappropriate. I promise you!” She gripped the arms of the chair, tears pricking the back of her eyes at the accusation.
“Enough!” Lord Grant shouted. “You were seen in the act so don’t try to add lying to the list!” He sat back, coughing a little at his earlier exertion before taking a deep calming breath. He leaned forward to hold his neice’s shaking hand. “I searched for a long time to find you and I despair every day that my brother was reckless enough to lose you. I do not want to lose you, I know somewhere inside you there is an elegant, level headed woman, I saw it that first day I met you. I could see through the show girl to the clever, witty and switched on girl underneath. I’m sorry I did not find you sooner as we would not have come to this.”
Georgiana looked down at his crinkled blue tinged fingers around her own. “I do understand Uncle, but I can change by staying here, I don’t need to go to a school. I mean, its just weird, I don’t want to leave my home.I like it here!” she said softly, not looking up. Lord Grant sighed,
“I wish there was another way but here it is. You are to sign up to this program, abide by it and when you come out the other end you will inherit all I have already promised you. If you refuse then I have no other choice than to rewrite my will and leave my entire estate to the church.”
Georgiana pulled back her hands and jumped up. “What? No uncle, there is no way I’m going to some weird school just because someone has told you utter bullshit and...”
“Enough Georgiana, do not swear in front of me, I will not tolerate it!” Lord Grant roared and thrust the booklet in her hand. “You go to your room and read this and give me your answer by this evening.This is my final decision so please leave my office now!”
Georgiana ran sobbing from the room, not looking back. Lord Grant flopped back down, feeling tearful himself.
“You have done the right thing Sir, I can assure you!” Worthington put a hand on his shoulder.
“I hope so, I really hope so, because part of me is wondering what kind of hell I am sending her to...”
“Exactly what she needs Sir, exactly what she needs!” Worthington assured him, smiling knowingly.
Up in her bedroom Georgiana threw herself on er bed and sobbed into her pink duvet. She breathed in the familiar scent, she couldn’t imagine leaving all this.It wasn’t just the inheritance, she had found friends, she had interests. Wiping black kohl smears from her eyes she took a heavy sigh and opened the first page. It read,‘The Island academy for young ladies. Situated in a remote location away from distractions, we offer adult educational facility for wayward females. This will centre on regular lessons on etiquette, elocution, expanding literary knowledge, dressing like a lady, marital behaviour, social interaction and much more. Our rules are strict but fair, good behaviour earns merits and bad behaviour wil result in punishment. We work on old fashioned beliefs of corporal punishment and humiliation which has been very effective in this day and age. On enrolment a student must sign a legal document to confirm that they will abide by these rules and give up all free will thereafter. This also includes an agreement to a medical examination and drugs/alcohol test. A uniform will be provided and worn at all times, we believe this promotes respect and decorum. Please be warned, once enrolled and signed up, there will not be a chance for leaving the academy until the school year is up. Strictly no drugs, alcohol, smoking, mobile phones allowed onsite. Letters home will always be permitted as are letters received. ‘
It sounded horrific, was this even allowed in the world today! Georgiana opened the top drawer of her bedside table and took a large swig from a whisky bottle. The lies that had been spread to her uncle made her angry inside but also it prompted her inner strength.Who the hell were these people to try and control who she was. What was wrong with having fun, why did that make her a bad person? Taking another swig she flicked through the rest of the pages that described wonderful examples of duchesses and ladies and even princesses who had passed through the system. Her fear was starting to mingle with curiosity.
That evening Lord Grant sat alone in his library, his fingers turning pages of a book but his eyes just saw blurs and his mind was not taking in the words on the page.He looked up as the doors swung open with a bang and Georgiana stormed through wearing a tiny pair of denim shorts and a transparent shirt tied over a ridiculously small bra.He tried not to show his annoyance at her choice of clothing.“Good evening uncle, I have read through your interesting little booklet and as far as I am concerned this weird freaky school can go fuck themselves and their rules and regulations!” She stated loudly. He opened his mouth to repoly but she held up her hand, wobbling slightly on her heels. “However, I respect you and I want to prove to you and everyone else that I am capable of taking on my inheritance and I will do it, I will enrol in this stupid school. I’m not afraid!” She held her head arrogantly high waiting for his response.
“Thats wonderful news,I will arrange for you to travel there as soon as possible!” He replied, weakly smiling with relief.
“Of course.” She nodded and turned to leave. “Oh yes, I almost forgot! “ She added, “I will prove to you that I am not what you think I am. “ With that she left the room slamming the door behind her.
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