Him, His Uncle And I!

5 Rebecca

" Oh my god, are you okay, Becky?" Mia exclaims as soon as I walk into the kitchen.

I give her a small smile and say, " I'm alright, it's a small scratch."

" That b***h did this right? Gosh I hate her!" Kayla exclaims

And when I explain the situation, Kayla an throws even bigger fit.

" No body told us that our dear little princess does not like kiwis! How are we supposed to know? Do they think we are psychic or something?!"

" Even if I was, I wouldn't want to use my power for them." Getty announces holding a kitchen spatula.

" So we have to make it again?" Mia asks in a whiny tone, not only she is sweet and naive, she is also super lazy. Out of all of us, i think she was the most pampered at her house before being sent to this place.

" Don't worry, I'll do it." I offer washing a new bowl of fruits just before I peel and dice them into smaller neat pieces.

" No, no. Look at yourself, you are already a mess and It's you birthday, you are not doing extra work." Kayla says frowning alerting the other girls.

" It's your birthday? How old are you turning today?" Getty asks, no body knew about my birthday except for Kayla because I was not open with everyone.In fact, Kayla forces her way into my life.

" 18." I say with a small smile.

" Ohhhhh." The girls gush in unison.

" Then you must be excited." Mia says

" Yeah, your mate is right around the corner. Hopefully you find him in this pack unlike me, who has turned 18 years ago but I still haven't smelt a wiff of him anywhere." Getty says bitterly.

I laugh dryly but don't say anything.

" Ohhh, imagine if it were to be Ryan!" Mia gushed letting out her wild fantasies. My heart nearly stopped when she said that. For s moment, I thought they found out about my crush on Ryan and the secret meetings in the woods were I train.

But the other girls also squeal and don't say anything suspicious.

" Ohhh, imagine, that would be like a Cinderella story." Kayla says, now cutting the fresh fruits I had in my hands.

" Yeah, and you would be sweeper away into crystal castles and glimmer. I can already see that." Mia says with a dreamy look.

" You guys are being ridiculous." I say stopping them before they delude me with their would thoughts too. I mean I have had those thoughts before many times even. Like when I sat next to Ryan and he accidentally placed his hand on mine or when I made a mistake in my training and there was one move I couldn't get and he came in from behind and helped me keep my balance.

I had these thoughts but they vanished a year ago, Ryan turned eighteen and stopped coming to our secret spot. He stopped all the tutoring sessions. He would still politely nod his head in my direction when we met but he felt distant but who was I to complain? I'm a lowly slave, I just went along with his actions. If he was cold and did not want to share the same space as me, I would let him. If he suddenly felt like he wanted to be with me, he would call me up and let me tutor him over something we had already covered, I would still do it. Though it hurt, I would follow whatever mood he was in.

Speaking of which, it seemed today he is back to being cold with me. When I handed him his breakfast. He didn't make eye contact and he took the plate from me very fast acting like I was a fire that would scald him. Sigh, I'm really tired of his mood swings, what's wrong with him and why did he suddenly change like that? I truly wished to know.

" We are not. Just humor us a bit here Becky." Mia continues the conversation with a pout.

I look at her and shake my head to clear my thoughts because I was thinking about Ryan. She assumes that I'm shaking my head to her statement and says, " What a party pooper."

To which I laugh and don't say anything further.

" Are you done, Kay?" I ask Kayla

" Yep, here you go."

Just as I take the plate, Getty intercepts me.

" Birthday girl, you should go home and clean up. I'll take these to her "royal highness"." She rolls her eyes when she says the last part.

I nod and say, " Thanks." and she leaves the kitchen.

" Getty is right, that will probably take forever to wash from your hair. You can get a head start before lunch." Mia pitches in. She is all about fashion and beautiful hair, so she can make that comment, we even call her our fashion consult.

I smile and nod and then I move to the back to change my uniform, it's really a sticky mess. I take off my apron first and then the black overalls and throw them both into the washing machine. I can not do anything for my hair except for looking at it in the mirror.

Sigh, that's going to cost me a 100 bucks or more.