Servitude - HETALIA

Chapter One - First Day on The Job

Lisette Dupont POV

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     I'm practically bouncing off the walls of the airport when I finally arrive in Berlin, Germany, the location of this month's World Meeting. Ma mere had to take a separate, private flight in order to stay beside her co-workers and our nation's most loved, Francis Bonnefoy. Today I turned sixteen, and I've received the best birthday gift known to man- a chance to finally be near Mr. Bonnefoy at today's meeting!

     Mama had gotten a job in French Secret Service after working in the financial department for a few years beforehand. Her previous military experience practically guaranteed the job once she applied, but as she always says, "Don't put all your hopes in one basket!"... Er, was it eggs? Either way, she got the job when I was just a baby, so she wasn't around much. When she was home, she would bring me postcards and knick-knacks from all over the world, but my most prized possession is the magazine she had bought from an Italian market with Francis Bonnefoy's picture right on the cover. It was what first started my obsession. Since then, for eleven years now, I've taped every photo of him to my wall, watched every press conference, read every article and headline about him- I know everything about him. 

     So, when mama presented the opportunity to sit in during World Meetings and run errands for the various countries, I was absolutely ecstatic. She's known of my desire to meet Mr. Bonnefoy for quite a while now, and bargained with the higher-ups to grant me a special internship so long as I'm closely monitored and kept on a short leash as to not spill any government secrets. No need for them to worry though, I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize Mr. Bonnefoy's career! Oh, mama's career too I suppose. My goal is to do the best job the world has ever seen and hopefully get a job like mama when I'm older, working alongside France himself! Oh what a dream that'd be. 

      "Are you lost?"

     I whip around in a panic, practically throwing my suitcase at the poor woman before me. I was so lost in my daydream that I forgot I was standing in the middle of a crowded airport. She stumbles back, hands held up in defense.

     "Sorry! Didn't mean to scare you. I just saw your uniform and was wondering if you knew where you were going", The girl explains, tugging at her own uniform. "We're both conference assistants, right?"

      She sports the same paper-bag brown skirt and white blouse as me, as well as the bright gold name pin on her chest with the words 'Assistant' etched underneath. A wide-toothed grin spreads across my face as I realize that I had just met a potential friend on my first day ever! How exciting!

     "Oui, today's my first day!", I squeal, bouncing on my heels. "I'm just so excited you know? I got a little lost in my thoughts. Are you nervous? Because I'm super nervous!"

     She lets out a soft chuckle, barely audible within the commotion around us. "I don't get nervous about it anymore. Been doing it a year now, just turned twenty last week- You look young though... How old are you? Eighteen?"

     "Si- Yup! Eighteen!", I catch myself, realizing it would probably be detrimental for the company if I revealed mama had pulled some special strings for me to be here. "I'm Lisette!"

     "Alora", she shakes my hand, firm yet gentle, and I start to examine her features closely.

     She flashes me a tightlipped, formal smile, accentuating her pore-less, tan skin and dark eyes. Her hair is also dark, slicked back into a tight bun, not a loose strand in sight, making me a bit self-conscious about my own unwound and unkempt hair. Her fingers slip from my grasp as she looks around, possibly for more assistants arriving after us.