V & V - Rageous Oneshots

12. My Driver

Hmm, do I want my leather loafers... or... my wool ones?

Well, which would look more cute? I spend forever looking at my closet, not liking the combination of clothing I've been trying to pair together for my first day of school outfit.

Father: "Rollie? Your driver is here!"

Father calls to me from the second floor of the mansion.

I hurry to grab my school bag and lip gloss before speed-walking down to the first floor.

I find Mother sitting out front on the porch swing, reading a book as her gardeners work on her garden, her pride and joy.

I kiss her cheek before hurrying to my car. My driver opens my door for me and then helps me inside.

I wave to Mother before I'm driven to my private school. I stare out the window, feeling bored as classical music plays on the radio.

I look at my driver, taking a minute to admire him. He's fairly young, maybe a year or two above my age.

His red hair is so pretty in the sun. Hmm... and he's got good facial features... and pretty freckles.

I reckon I should try to get to know him if he's going to be driving me this year.

Rollie: "The weather looks odd today, wouldn't you say?"

The driver's green eyes flick to mine, widening slightly like he's shocked I'm talking to him.

Driver: "Oh! Yeah! It looks pretty stormy out, huh?"

I nod and look back out the window. Darn it... what do I say now?

I should know how to talk to other Rageons. I'm going to university for business, yet I can barely hold a conversation.

Think Rollie, think!

Rollie: "So, how do you find the driving? I greatly appreciate you taking me to school."

Driver: "I don't mind it at all! Your family has been very kind to me. I've only driven for one other family before, but... they found my services unsatisfactory."

That surprises me. This man seems so nice!

Rollie: "May I ask what happened?"

Driver: "Well, I guess they just didn't like how young I was. I graduated high school last year, so I'm a beginner at this whole chauffeur thing."

He laughs before giving me a nervous look and clearing his throat.

Driver: "B-But it doesn't mean I won't be professional here! I... will be quiet now."

He makes me giggle. I find him very charming.

Rollie: "I think you're great! Many of the staff who work for my parents are serious, so I like to do what I can to check in on them and ensure they're getting anything they need. Especially the gardeners; my mother has them working all day in the heat, and I always try to get them water or lemonade. I couldn't imagine working so hard in the dirt and having nothing to cool down with."

Driver: "You sound very generous. I know if I were a gardener, I'd be fired immediately. I have a brown thumb for sure."

That makes me laugh, though I stop as the car does.

Driver: "Hmm, there's not usually traffic on this road."

Rollie: "That's okay. My Mother can write a note later to the school if I'm late."

Fred nods and drums his fingers on the steering wheel.

Hmm... I like this guy. He's got such a nice voice... and even with him sitting, I can tell he's tall. I like tall guys... especially redheads. Or, well, maybe I think I do?