Servant Love- Chapter 1

Servant Love- Chapter 1

Servant Love

By, Natsumi456

Chapter 1
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I walked down the narrow hallway. My bare feet hitting the cold floor, and my jewelry jingling down the hallway.

The hallway was very warm, due to the humid weather we were having. We were receiving a new servant today, and I was supposed to see if I would take this new servant.

The head maid thought it would be better for the new servant to be a servant to me, instead of my father; because he was so young. They never told me how young he was, and I was dieing to know.

I almost reached the kitchen when a door swung open, and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor!

“Oh, I am so sorry. Oh, it’s you Lady Abigail. My deepest apologies” my maid said.

When I finally recovered from my fall, I looked up into an endless sky of blue. The boys eyes were so blue, I felt like I was flying through the sky, right than and there.

The beautiful held out a long and pale arm, and I grabbed it. As soon as I grabbed his arm, I was instantly pulled up. I was appalled by his strength.

I stood there, staring at his eyes. I did not know how long I stood there, but it felt like forever. I could look into his eyes forever, but my maid had to ruin the moment.

My maid’s pudgy face in front of me in a matter of seconds. “Are you ok, Lady Abigail?” she asked me. I glared at her for a second; angry that she had intercepted my sight of the boys eyes.

As my anger cooled, I nodded my head. “Is this the new servant?” I asked carefully. My maid nodded, and I smiled.

I was so happy, that I could just jump all over the mansion for weeks, but I didn’t. “Well, I will accept him. I would like to show him around, as well as tell him the rules, if you please. May I?” I asked her sweetly.

She smiled, and nodded towards the boy. I finally got a good look of the boy’s appearance. He had dark brown hair, those beautiful blue eyes, and pale skin.

I grabbed one of his pale hands, and walked slowly towards my room; to show him where he could always find me.

I walked quickly, dodging the other servants. I could feel the boy’s eyes on my back, but ignored him. I would talk to him in my room, where nobody but him could hear me.

We finally reached my room. I was slightly embarrassed by my room; I felt like it was to plain.

My room had light blue walls, a wooden floor, a silk blue bed, a dark blue dresser, a writing desk, a chair, and a royal blue book shelf. My room was so plain. I had never bothered to actually look at my room closely, until now. Now, I realize that I need some more decorations.

I heard the boy shift, and turned to him. He was blushing, which confused me. “Why are you blushing” I said bluntly. His gaze went straight down, towards my hands. I was still confused.

“I don’t get it” I said. He pointed downward. I looked towards where he pointed, and gasped. I quickly pulled my hand out of his; realizing that I was still holding his hand. “Sorry” I said as I blushed.

The boy just chuckled. I patted my skirt, checked my hair, and steadied myself. Ok, I was ready to speak.

“I am Abigail Parker. Most of my servants or maids call me Lady Abigail, or Miss Abi. I prefer to be called Abi. What is your name?” I asked him quickly. I was never good at talking to new people, and I was afraid that I had started on the wrong foot.

He smiled; I loved his smile, it warmed my heart. “My name is Blaine. I am only 10, Miss Abi.” He said. He remembered that I liked to be called Abi; I think I am in love.

I smiled at him. “I am 9, which means you are a year older than me. That changes nothing” I said. He just nodded, understanding that age doesn’t matter when it comes to masters and servants.

“I guess I should tell you the rules” I said. He frowned; probably because he wasn’t looking forward to the rules. Who liked rules? I certainly did not, but at least it kept my servants and maids from being beaten when they accidentally mess up or break a vase. My father was never around for such things.

“Ok, the rules are simple. You are my personal servant, which means that you follow me around all day. The only place you do not follow me is the bathroom, you can just wait outside of the bathroom door on such occasions. Also, I am going to give you a key, which gives you access to my room. Last of all, if you accidentally break something, and somebody threatens to beat you, you say that you are my servant, and they will not hit you. Got it?” I told him, almost out of breath.

He didn’t respond for a second; probably beating the rules into his head. When he finally nodded, I grabbed his arm and pulled him over to my bed. I pushed him onto my bed, and walked over to my desk. As I opened a drawer in my desk, I could see that Blaine was shocked.

I giggled as I took out a key, and walked over to him. I handed it to his outstretched hands. “This is key is so that if I need something from this while I am somewhere far away, you can come and get it” I instructed him. He just nodded.

As I walked back to my desk to close the drawer, I heard him cough. “Why was your door unlocked before now then?” he asked in a whisper. I closed the drawer and turned to him. “I have been waiting for you to arrive since early Monday, so I left it unlocked today, since I knew that were arriving today” I explained.

He just stared at me in shock. I cocked my head and narrowed my eyes. “What?” I asked in a bold voice. He just shook his head. “I have never heard of a woman who will leave her door unlocked for any occasion, especially for a servant” he said.

I narrowed my eyes more. “What’s that supposed to me” I demanded. He just chuckled. “I am just saying that you are one weird woman” he laughed.

I felt my cheeks burning, and opened my mouth to reject his unusual point, but he stopped me. “I am just saying that different is good. Did I say I hated it? I do not think so” he said.

I laughed so hard, I almost fell onto the floor. “I think we are going to have a lot of fun, don’t you Blaine?” I laughed.

He just nodded his head as he laughed as well. I was sure the day was going to get better, and I couldn’t wait for tomorrow. Especially because my childhood friend was coming over tomorrow, and I could show him my new servant/friend. I couldn’t wait.