getting back? ”
“ Actually, could you just show me around? ”
“I can ’ t right now, but I can later. ”
“ Why not right now? ”
“ Because I ’ m working. ” Gwen laughed.
“Oh, I ’ m sorry, I ’ m holding you up. ” I felt bad. I knew what it was like to be behind at work. “ Nevermind, sorry. ”
“It ’ s alright. How about I show you to your room? ”
“ That would be cool. ”
Gwen laughed as she led me through the servants ’ quarters to the hallway my room was on. “ I tell you what, I ’ ll be finished with the laundry at ten, I ’ ll come back and show you around if you want. I ’ ll come and do your bedding last. ”
“ That would be amazing. ”
Gwen laughed. “ Alright, well I have to get back to work. You should try to get some sleep. I ’ ll see you around. ”
I went back in my room and pulled myself into bed. I checked my phone again and it was now almost four am here in England. I cuddled into the sheets and felt sleep pull me under.
I awoke to a soft rapping on the door. “Miss Benn? Are you awake? It ’ s time to wake up. Breakfast is served at seven o ’ clock sharp.”
“ Are you serious? ” I groaned. I did not do well on three hours of sleep. The last thing I wanted was to get out of my nice warm nest of blankets.
“I ’ m afraid so, Miss Benn.”
“ What time is it? ”
“ Six thirty. ”
Scratch that, two and a half hours. “ Can you come in here? ”
The door cracked open and a small, fragile looking woman entered. She was pretty in an understated kind of way. She didn't look much older than me. She had her ginger hair tied back in a braid and was wearing a uniform almost identical to Gwen ’ s except hers came with an apron. “Yes, Miss Benn?”
“ Is there somewhere I can take a shower? ”
“ Of course, the door to your right is your washroom. ”
I hadn ’ t even realized there was a door there. “ Oh, thanks. ”
“ Is there anything else? ”
“ Not really. Oh, what was your name? ”
“Me?”
“Yeah,”
“ I am Laurel. ” She replied blinking her brilliant green eyes at me from behind her black, wire rimmed glasses.
“It ’ s a pleasure. ” I dragged my butt out of bed and offered her my hand.
She shook it looking at me like I ’ d sprouted an extra head. “ The pleasure is all mine. ” I wasn ’ t sure why she looked so bewildered.
“ Thanks, I ’ m going to get a shower, but I have a small request. ”
“ Yes, my lady? ”
“ When I ’ m finished can someone show me where the dining room is? ” I asked hopeful. The last thing I wanted was to miss food.
Laurel smiled. “ Of course. I can wait for you if you like. ”
“ That would be amazing! ” I hugged her and she stiffened up. “Thanks, it ’ ll only take me ten minutes! ”
I ran to my luggage and pulled out my bag of toiletries and ran into the bathroom. I looked around. It was huge! You could fit at least seven people in the black marble tub and a gold stand alone shower was tucked in the corner behind it . The floors were the same carved black marble with little veins of gold running through it as the tub. The walls were a cream color with hints of gold in it. I was in heaven. I brushed my teeth as I turned the water on . Next to
I giggled to myself as I let myself fall into the warmth of the water. It was positively delightful. I washed quickly and grabbed one of the huge fluffy red towels monogrammed with an E. I dried and realized I ’ d left my clothes in the room. I wrapped my hair in a towel and wrapped one around my body, I didn ’ t want to drip water all over the plush carpet. I snuck back into my room and found it surprisingly empty. I wondered where Laurel had gone as I went to my suit case and pulled out a pair of jeans, one of the few without any tears or rips in them, and a plain black