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As a small holiday surprise, I decided to post a chapter of a fan fiction I started to write but then absolutely forgot about. If you like it and want me to continue it, please let me know! :D Chapter 1: Introduction Miss Gray, are you done yet? I called into the other room, and just as the words were out of my mouth, she appeared in the threshold, looking beautiful as always. There is no need to be so formal, Bella. She said, her naturally dark red curls bobbing up and down as she happily skipped to my side. As always, call me Caroline. She looked into my eyes with her yellow ones and her usual warm smile began to grow on her lips. Her features were rather childlike for a 21 year old, and the smile that was painted on her lips seemed to have a permanent place there. I sighed at her behavior, but couldn t help but to smile. That was just the way she acted. All the other ladies in her age acted like they were supposed to; sophisticated, calmly and ladylike. Miss Caroline on the other hand She was a very warm person. If she just walked into the room, the whole atmosphere seemed to lighten up. She stretched out a hand towards my face and stroked my cheek, her cold skin connecting with mine. She stared at me for a long time with scrutinizing eyes, and then her face became gentle and sweet. You re so cute. She said softly with a blissful smile on her face, which made me blush. There is nothing you have to worry about, everything will be fine. She told me, than removed her hand from my cheek. I nodded, but her words didn t ease my anxiety. Miss Caroline had been invited to a cruise by one of her dear old friends. The reason I was worried wasn t that I was easily seasick and we we re going to be on the sea for a week. The reason was that Miss Caroline s health was so fragile. She was born with a sensitive skin, and couldn t be in any direct sunlight. That s why we lived in one of the rainiest parts of the country. On sunny days she had to stay inside in her room with the heavy curtains pulled over the windows, which made it impossible for any beams of light to enter the room. Caroline moved away from my, her dress swirling in the movement, and then walked over to the grand piano. She sat down and then turned her head towards me and smiled tenderly. Do you wish me to play anything certain? Her eyes beamed with excitement like they always did whenever she decided to play the piano, but I politely shook my head, and gestured for her to choose whatever she liked. She shrugged, and then turned back to the piano and started to play a piece. Her hands moved over the keys gracefully as she played the beautiful melody, and she sang along one octave higher than the melody. Like everything else she did, her performance was absolutely spotless, and when she finished, I clapped my hands joyfully. She was very musically talented, and loved to play various instruments. Piano and Violin were her favorites though. She jumped off the stool and then came to my side. I smiled at her, and then glanced at the clock. Miss, I think it s best if we get ready to go. I have to make the horses ready for our journey. I told her, and she sighed, but nodded. I ll finish the last of my packing in the meantime then. Her words surprised me greatly, and my jaw escaped its original place and dropped to the floor.
You re not finished?! I exclaimed in surprise and slightly irritation and Miss Caroline s face went from happy to extremely guilty. It s just there were so many things to be packed. She mumbled, looking down at her feet. I sighed and shook my head, and was just about to give her a big scold about her when she looked up at me again, and her eyes looked at me pleadingly. I promise I ll be finished before you call me out to the carriage. She said, and I sighed once again, this time in defeat. She was very aware of her appearance to others and often used it as a weapon to get what she wanted. Alright, alright. I ll be in the stables if you need me. I told her, and her face brightened up. She practically threw herself onto me, and hugged me tightly to her tiny body in a very unladylike way. Then she let me go, and escaped the room, calling over her shoulder that I was to call for her when the carriage was done, and by that time, she would be ready to go. I did as I had said, and walked out of the big mansion that had stayed in the Gray s family for many, many generations. I took a turn to my left, and walked through one of the smaller rose gardens until I came to my original goal: the stables. I opened the doors and stepped inside, the smell of dust and animal hitting my nose hard. I walked over to one of the horses called Zero, and started to groom him gently. Miss Caroline preferred to ride with horse and carriage instead of with a car, a machine that was recently invented in another country. But the strange thing is that she detests horses. Or, as I see it, the horses detest her. They always got very nervous and sometimes angry when she was around them, and she never visits the stables to check on the horses. But even then, she still prefers the carriage to the new invented machine that most people of the rich societies rode in. She wasn t really into all these new things that had been invented. Electricity had been a joy of hers, but that was it. She liked the olden ways more: the traditional ways. After Zero was ready I began to groom the second horse we we re going to use to the carriage, named Charlie. He sighed happily as I drew the brush over his long, strong back. Miss Caroline had taken very good care of me. I was a servant as a child, growing up together with my parents who also had served the Gray s. When I was 7, a horrible accident happened, and both of my parents died. Mr. Gray, Caroline s father, had no intentions of letting me into the family, and started to arrange my move from the facility to an orphanage. If it wasn t for Miss Caroline, I would ve ended up there and never been able to see her again. She convinced her father to let me stay with them, and since then I ve worked for the Gray s. A few years later when I was 13, both Mr. and Mrs. Gray moved away from the large mansion we re currently staying in, and moved to the city, away from the countryside and all its beautiful nature. They had tried to convince Miss Caroline to come with them, but she politely declined. She loved the nature here, and wouldn t trade the lovely home she had here for anything in the world. Eventually, both the horses were groomed and fastened to the carriage, and I brushed the dust of my dress before returning to the house again. As I walked, I felt a drop of rain falling down on my shoulder. Ugh, I thought, and hurried towards the entrance even faster than before, not wanting my clothes to get wet. Miss Gray had no problem with the rain. How strange it may sound, she actually enjoyed it quite well. Walking through the woods on the small trails a slightly rainy evening was
something we did quite often, and every time we did her eyes sort of glowed with excitement and delight. Sometimes she would stop me for what I thought was no reason at all, and then point at small animals running by, like she knew they were coming. I was almost around the corner of the house when I accidently stepped on the edge of my dress, and began to fall towards the ground. I brought my hands up to ease the fall, but just before my face hit the ground, a cold hand caught mine and easily pulled me up so I was standing. I stumbled on my unsecure feet, and stared at Miss Caroline in slight shock. Miss Caroline, I had no- I began to say, but she placed one finger over my mouth to silence me, and smiled gently. Bella, be more careful next time you decide to run to escape the bad weather. I wouldn t want you to fall and get a cut; that would be really bad. She said, and made a grimace. I blushed, and nodded in agreement. Miss Gray had an enormous issue with blood, and couldn t stand to being anywhere near it, not even in the same room. She always became very sick, and needed space from all the persons in the area. I m sorry Miss Caroline. I told her truthfully. She cocked her head to the side, her hands on her hips and her mouth in a disapproving pout, her face slightly frowning. Bella, she called warningly. I don t want to say this one more time: call me Caroline. She said in a firm tone and I stared down at my hands in embarrassment, feeling ashamed. I m sorry Caroline I mumbled, and her mood immediately changed. She clapped her hands together excitedly, and squealed in happiness. You re so sweet! she gushed, and as always threw herself at me and hugged her small body to mine. Even though she was 4 years older than me, her size remained smaller. She let me go after a small moment, and I fixed her dress so it wouldn t get wrinkles on it. I was just my way over to you M-Caroline. I said, almost forgetting what we just had talked about. The horses are done and ready to go. Are you done packing now? I asked, and she nodded. I was just finished as well and was on my way to the rose garden so I could wait for you there. She said which made me frown in disapproval. But it s raining outside. I gestured around me to show my point, and felt how it started to fall harder. Yes, indeed it is. She said, knowing exactly what my point was, but avoided it happily. I sighed, and took her hand and began to drag her towards the door to the mansion, hurrying so the both of us wouldn t get anymore wet than we already were. Caroline, you shouldn t sit out in the rain, you ll get sick. My voice was practically sick of worry, and as we stepped into the hallway, we met one of the other servants:Jessica Stanley. Bella! Miss Gray! You both are soaking wet! She gushed, and ran over to us, shooting me a glare before she looked at Caroline. She was right of course, and I looked down at my wet dress and sighed, knowing we would have to go upstairs and change our dresses which would delay us even
more. Jessica disappeared into the kitchen and a few seconds later she reappeared with a towel and ran towards us, concern showing on her face for Miss Caroline and small irritation that obviously was pointed towards me. She immediately began to dry Miss Caroline s shoulders in a lost attempt to make her at least a little bit dryer. Miss Stanley, It- Caroline began to say, a reassuring but strained smile lingering on her lips, but Jessica interrupted her, not listening to a word she was saying. Oh dear, Miss will catch a cold in this state! And your skin; it s ice cold! How long did you stay outside?! She exclaimed, being on the verge of panicking completely. Miss Stanley, I can assure you. She tried again, her voice that was somewhat calm before sounding even more strained, and a hint of irritation showed on her beautiful face. We will have to prepare you a bath! Surely it won t take long; we won t be that late to the ship. And Bella! She turned her head to me, and her face twisted in anger. Jessica had never liked me, and I doubted that she ever would. To be honest, I didn t really care for her much. She was just another servant in my eyes, another person in the house who wanted Miss Caroline the best. That s why I ignored her snappy comments she gave me time to time, and focused on the bright sides. How could you let her stand out in the rain for such a long time?! Do you have any idea what could ve happened ifMiss Stanley. Caroline s voice was cold as ice as she spoke, and the volume of her words were no louder than before, maybe even lower. Will you please calm down? Bella has nothing to do with this; it was my own stupidity that brought this down on me. I can assure you that I m fine; I ll just need to change to attires that are not soaked inside and out. She said, and Jessica lowered her head in shame. Yes, Miss Gray. She replied in a low tone, and Caroline s mood changed completely from being cold and irritate to the normal and happy self. She was rarely angry, but when her temper got the best of her, it was really bad. Good. I think it s best if we hurry Bella; we wouldn t want to be late, would we? she said, a peaceful smile creeping on her lips, and Jessica looked up at her. I stared at her too, and it took a few seconds before I regained the ability to speak. No, of course not. Certainly. Both of us hurried upstairs, and after half an hour, both of us had changed into dry clothes and when we walked together down the stairs we were once again met by Jessica, who was in a noticeably better mood, and Tyler Crowe, a male servant who enjoyed to flirt quite a lot, especially with me. Hello there ladies, Tyler said, winking at me as he did, which made me roll my eyes. Miss Caroline. He said then in a more respectful and serious voice, and bowed down his head. Caroline giggled and smiled at him, finding him quite amusing whilst I ignored him completely. Hello there. She answered with a voice soft as silk. Then suddenly,she gracefully passed her servants and went over to the window. She dragged away the heavy curtain from its place and stared
out into the rain that still was falling down like crazy. She leaned forward and looked up towards the sky and a grin began to play in the corner of her lips. Is...anything the matter, Miss Gray? Jessica asked, frowning in confusion. Caroline straightened up and let go of the curtain and looked back at us, the satisfied grin turning into a full teeth smile, which by some strange reason made chills go down my spine and Goosebumps develop on my skin. No, but thank you for your concern Miss Stanley. She retorted softly, and shook her head to herself. Then she sighed happily, and looked at me, tilting her head slightly to the side. Are you ready to go Bella? she asked, and I nodded. Yes, I ve already placed all of our bags in the carriage. I told her, and she clapped her hands together. Splendid! Her joy was almost contagious to the rest of us, and I couldn t help but to smile back at her. She turned back to Taylor and Jessica, and her features became less energetic and a little more serious. Miss Stanley, Mr. Crowe, please take good care of my house while we re gone. Yes Miss Gray. Both of them answered together in unison. Caroline smiled, and then she grabbed my hand and looked straight into my eyes. Well then, She said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I guess it s time for us to go. Then she grabbed my arm, and the two of us exited the house out into the rain and hurried into the carriage that would take us to the harbor.
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