The Tale Of Becky Quinn

First day in the new home

After Becky was pleased with how she looked (Blue jeans-Green T-shirt and hair in pig-tails) she made her way out of her bedroom and into the hallway. If she could whistle she would,

"This place is huge!" Becky thought as she walked down the staircase, she wanted to slide down the railing but decided against it.

Becky finally made it down the large staircase and into the main room; She glanced to her left and saw a door and then to her right and saw a door.

"I kinda feel like Alice in wonderland..." She mumbled

"Looking for something Miss. Quinn?"

Becky jumped forward,

"I'm sorry did I startle you?"

"They should put a bell on you-ya know that?" Becky said as she turned to face Alfred

"Yes that's what Master Tim says as well"

Becky pushed a partly damp piece of wet hair behind her ear and sighed

"I'm sorry"

"For what?"

"Saying that...that wasn't right" Becky said avoiding eye contact, Alfred smiled

"Apology accepted Miss. Quinn"

"Please call me Rebecca?"

"Of courses Rebecca"

"Thanks and could you tell me where the kitchen is?" Becky asked "I'm kind of hungry for a sandwich"

"I can make you something go watch some TV I'll be in a minute" Alfred told her

"Are you sure?" Becky asked

'Yes it is my job"

"Alright then..." Becky said as she pointed to the door on the right "That one?"

"Yes that one"

Becky nodded and walked over to the door, as she walked she nearly gasped at the TV.

"That thing is almost as big as my room!" She mumbled as she sat on the blue colored couch; She picked up the remote and flipped threw channel after channel. She finally decided on an old black&white movie called:

"The Haunting"

Becky sat the remote next to her and sat Indian-style, after a minute in Becky was automatically board; she was always this way when it came to older movies.

"The Haunting? This is one of my favorite movies"

Becky held back her gasp, "He really needs a bell!" she thought, She glanced behind her to see Alfred holding out a plate with a sandwich placed on it.

"Thanks" Becky said taking it form him,

"Anytime" Alfred said as he walked way

"Hey wait!" Becky called out to him, "This is your favorite movie right?"

Alfred nodded

"W-want to watch it with me?"

Alfred smiled as he took a set on the chair next to the couch. Becky hugged her knees to her chest and smiled. She had to admit that even thought the movie is like one million years old, it had a great point. You couldn't tell if the ghost were real are not; And the lead women was slowly driving herself insane.

Becky could say she related to that. After the movie was over, Becky insisted that since she ate most of his time that she helps him clean.

"You can clean the dishes if you'd like" Alfred told her leading her to the kitchen,

"Okay" Becky said turning the hot water on, Alfred nodded and walked out.

Becky slowly washed the first dish slowly, She never seen a crystal plate; or such clean water.

Being used to the water from the Narrows, the nasty brown tinted water. But this water was so...clean. She could see herself clearly in it, and a feeling of disgust washed over her.

Here she was in the lap of luxury! And her mother and Aunt were somewhere down in the dirt.

She clutched the crystal plate in her hands tightly; she glanced at the plate and saw herself in it.

She threw it.

It shattered.

She was so screwed.

Becky dropped to her knees and started picking up the pieces, the door slowly opened.

"Are you alright?" Alfred asked as he walked in and kneeled down.

"I'm so sorry!" Becky said "I-I didn't mean to I was just so..."

"It's alright dear" Alfred smiled "Mister Tim brakes seven of these a week"

Becky blinked then sighed "So you're not kicking me out?"

"Of course not"

Becky smiled "could I try to clean something I can't break?"

Alfred smiled "you could mop...but you don't have too"

'I want to" Becky said "I may be a guest but I want to pull my own weight!"

Alfred nodded "I'll get you the mop"

'I want to" Becky thought to herself

"I may be a guest but I want to pull my own weight!"

She dipped the mop in the bucket and sighed, she wasn't even down with the first room yet! Hell she was still in the room between the living room and kitchen.

She growled to herself, "I shouldn't act like this, new clothes, the plate you broke!

Bitch! Clean this floor!"

She pulled the mop back out and started to drag the mop around the floor.

She wonder if she could at least take a bottle of this water home with her, or if Bruce was going at be at dinner; and who was Tim?

She didn't know and she was worried how would her parents find her? She dipped the mop back in the bucket. Then pulled it out again,

"My god how big is this house?"

"Take it back I don't wanna know"

She smiled to herself she knew she didn't have to do this but she wanted to.

"Fuck wanted, more like I feel like I have to because you bought me clothes"

.....Yeah that sounded about right.

She leaned against the staircase, and slowly slid down;

"I'm so tired" She glanced around her "Thought I heard a car or something..." She stood up and walked over to the window next to the door.

'Must be hearing things" She mumbled to her self and walked back to her bucket. Just as she was going to dip the mop back in, the door opened and a tall boy stood in it. Becky blinked. The boy shrugged and kicked the door shut.

'I guess we did get a new maid"

Becky growled,

'I'm not a new maid!" She yelled, "I'm Becky!"

The boy stopped and turned to face her,

"Becky?" He asked

"Yes! Becky Quinn!"

The boy just kind of stood there for a moment; Becky sighed and dropped the mop back in the bucket. "I'll be in my room!" She said as she stomped up the stairs.

Tim blinked,

"There is no way in hell that she is..."

.....He needed to talk to Bruce...Now.