Sweet Dreams

Ch.8. Victoria Parry

I woke up to Carson's Ihome blaring.

"You getting up?" she asked while heading into our very small bathroom.

"Ugh!" I expressed while throwing the covers over my head.

"You better get up soon. Or you're going to be taking a cold shower." She reminded me; it sucked sharing a shower with 150 other girls.

"What time is it?" I asked while peeking my head out from under the blanket just the slightest.

"5:30!" she announced while moving to her dresser and pulling out the ugly uniform.

"I don't want to go to school!" I exclaimed and she just laughed at me.

"Hate to tell you Hon, We are already here." she reminded me ugh why didn't I stay at home? Well because Pouge was staying at the dorms and if I didn't I would be alone and I didn't want to after what happened.

"Heading to the showers now," Carson announced while leaving our room and the door wide opened.

"Boy on the floor!" I heard someone screamed. Its something we always did in the morning and at night when the girls were showering. Believe it or not some of them didn't care if us girls saw there bodies. I'm joking we really don't care because we shower with each other for over a year for four years.

After the horrible voice screeched I saw a shadow standing in the doorway.

"Hello umm... whoever," I said proudly while waving my hand in the air. All I could see was shadow. It was too bright out there and I wasn't sticking my head out that way.

"Hey, sis," I heard Pouge say while sitting on my bed.

"Hey," I said while waving yet again. My head was still mostly covered and all I could see was the light coming in the room from the opened door. When people walked by I could see there small shadows they cast.

"I thought you should have this now," he said while sitting something on my nightstand. I shot up so quickly I almost got whiplash.

"What is it?" I asked while steadying myself from my own self destruction.

"A book," he said and I gave him a look. The book that was sitting on my nightstand was small and looked old and also smelled old.

"Why would I want this?" I asked while holding the thin but thick book in my hands.

"It was great great great grandmas journal," he announced why hadn't he just said that earlier? I so would have just jumped up and started reading but why give it to me.

"Oh Kay, But why me and why now?" I asked him while turning through some of the pages.

"She had some of your powers," he told me while looking at my floor.

"What?" I asked and he huffed. He sounded pissed about something so I guessed Kate was behind that.

"You know how all the girls born-" and I cut him off.

"Have special powers and blah blah blah." I finished and he cracked a small smile.

"She had dreams," he paused before looking at me. He looked so serious, not like the brother I knew.

"About what?" I asked and he licked him lips before speaking slow and calmly.

"About people in the covenant dying," he told me point blank.

"Did they die?" I asked and he ran his finger through his hair.

"I didn't read it," he said before taking in a deep breath and standing up. "Caleb gave it to me for you," he announced and I just nodded.

"Should I talk to Caleb about this?" I asked him and he shrugged.

"Talk to whoever you want, but I've gotta get ready for class." he said while leaving me in silence holding a book that had to be over 100 years old.

I flipped to the first entry and started reading.

Victoria Parry December 12th 1867

Dear diary, I just got my powers about a month. Things have been bewildering ever since. Things seem so different now, colors brighter, sounds more exciting, but people more violent. You see I've been having these dreams. Most of the time they start off pleasant but end horribly wrong. Like yesterday at twilight when I took a short inkling of a nap, if it could even be considered a nap, I really just closed my eyes and I got these mad flashes. I saw Pope Simms parish in front of my eyes. He was set a fire and burned so very baldy.

"What are you doing?" Carson asked as she came in the room flinging her wet hair around.

"Reading," I announced while looking for a bookmark.

"Ugh, you better get ready," she told me and I glanced at the clock 6:15.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed while jumping up and heading to the showers.

Class Schedule1. Science2. Technology3. World History4. Lunch5. Art6. Swim7. English8. Math9. Avd. Writing

So right now I was sitting in World History listening to the teacher talk about King Henry the 8th. I know almost everything about him so I don't listen. So I pulled out Victoria's journal and picked up back where I left off.

"When I woke I was sweating like I had just ran which of course I never would not in the gowns that father has made for me." I laughed at that line it reminded me of when my dad actually used to send me stuff when he was away like he is now. Mother on the other hand sometimes sends me shoes. Just as soon as I went to start reading again I was interrupted.

"Miss Parry? Could you please tell us who King Henry the 8ths wives where?" he asked which really wasn't that hard if you thought about it.

"Catharine of Argon was his first which was really his brothers wives before his but he married her after his death. Anne Boleyn whom he had executed and is the mother of the great Elizabeth the first. Jane Seymour who died after child birth and is said to be the only wives Henry actually loved. Anne of Cleaves who he only married after Jane because he had to and quickly divorced because she was said to be unattractive. Then you have Kathryn Howard who was said to have been Anne Boleyn's cousin and she was also executed. Last but not least Katherine Parr his last wife who was widowed and has scandal about her religion. Is that good enough?" I asked knowing I gave a college level statement about all of his wives.

"Yes, and next time pay attention," he said while stomping off to the other side of the classroom. So I did as I was told and paid attention even though I already knew all of it. The bell rang just as I was falling asleep. I grabbed my satchel and threw my books in before heading to lunch. My heels clicked and clanked on the floor.

"Hey hoe?" Carson said while coming out of the science room.

"Hey," I said and I started smiling more.

"You ready for lunch?" she asked while putting up her fingers out like she was a rock star. I just laughed at her while pushing the cafeteria doors opened.

"Duh!" I told her as I looked for our table sometimes she could be so blond.