Our Oak

Invites

May 30th, 2012

Josephine's POV
I was currently staring off into space, just thinking about life. Nothing in particular.

I was on the way to Ethan's house to help his mom with the pool party invitations.

They had sent a car, a literal driver to come pick me up. It wasn't like a taxi or anything it was their own driver. Even though they chose to drive their self place.

We pulled into their driveway and I stared in awe. They had a concrete driveway, with a big white house and a black gate at the front of the driveway then brick walls surrounded the land.

Once I arrived I was 4 second out of the car when Charlotte came running up to me. She held my waist tightly in a hug.

"Good afternoon Charlotte!" I said smiling down at her.

"Can we go and play?" She asked as she unattached herself from me.

"I have to help your mom with something." I said with a sorry look on my face.

"That's okay..." She trailed off, her lips forming into a frown.

"Let's go inside together though, you can show me where your mom is." I smiled down at her.

"Okay!" She said happily as she laced her small hand into mine.

She began dragging me into the house. Their house was so big.

Her mother was sitting in a desk that was in the middle of the library. The library was huge.

"Good afternoon Elizabeth." I said causing her took look up from the piece of paper she was writing on.

"Hi Josephine." She smiled at me. "How's your day so far?"

"It's been good so far." I said returning the smile.

"Please, sit down." She said, her hand pointing to the chairs that sat in front of the desk.

I sat down in one of the chairs and looked around the room, observing everything.

It was a 2 story library with brown wooden paneling. The ceiling were the ceilings of versailles. They were so elegant.

A large chandelier hung down from the ceiling.

"Is the schooling here good?" Mrs. Jones said snapping me out of observing the room that we were in.

"Uh- Yes ma'am I think it's good but I'm kind of biased because I never went to any other school." I said with a small laugh."

"Oh, I see." She said returning back to her writing.

I leaned forward trying to see what she was writing.

I couldn't read very well upside down so I figured I would just ask.

"What are you writing?" I asked.

"I'm writing this one invitation so we could just copy it onto the others." She said looking up at me with a smile, momentarily pausing her writing.