Saturday, October 31, 2015

Story: The New School (Part 2)

The New School
By Tcheser
Part 2

Prior to arriving at St. Glover’s, the girls who were now only to be referred to as Polly, Madge and Clover, had expected to have nice rooms they shared with perhaps one other girl, with an en suite bathroom and cleaning and laundry service, just like they had at their previous schools. Now though, having been welcomed to the school in what they considered the most horrific and demeaning of manners possible, they had understandably low expectations as to what would constitute their accommodations for the possibly indefinite length of their stay. Despite this however, what they found upon reaching their sleeping chamber, was still enough to shock them out of their silence.

“You can’t expect us to stay here!” Polly blurted out.

“It’s like bedlam!” Madge added.

For rather than a cozy room and an en suite bath it appeared that all of the girls who attended St. Glover’s slept in the same room. Row upon row of bunk beds, stacked three high, extended from one end of the long narrow hall to the other. Chamberpots and washbasins were in evidence as were old trunks presumably for the inhabitants meager possessions and upon every window were iron bars. It was positively medieval.

It being nearly time for supper the hall was also rather full of busy girls at the moment. Some were changing their clothes, right out in the open in front of everyone the girls were aghast to see, while others were brushing their hair or darning their well worn uniforms. None of them seemed to take any particular interest in the new trio as they were half marched, half shoved down the central corridor between the beds, they just went about their business hardly giving them a second thought.

Monday, October 26, 2015

Story: The New School (Part 1)

THE NEW SCHOOL
By Tcheser
Part 1

Miss Amelia Greystoke had just turned eighteen when she was told by her uncle and godfather that she would not be returning to her beloved private school that fall, but would instead be attending another school up in Scotland. Naturally she didn't want to go, but he was her uncle and until she was twenty one and inherited her father's title and estate, he was in charge.

On the train trip up to her new school, Amelia met two other girls who were also heading there. The first was a Ms. Meredith Periwinkle, a girl Amelia's age with dark brown hair nearly as long as her own vibrant blonde hair. Her family was in manufacturing down in Leeds and her father had recently married a much younger woman, so she was somewhat glad to get out of the house. The second was a fair skinned girl with curly red hair. Her name was Zoƫ, and although she didn't look it, she was nearly twenty and already married. Though she was well off, her lordly husband unfortunately believed she needed more education. They passed the time telling each other stories about their last school and wondering what their new school was going to be like.