Fruit Juice

Chapter 2 - The Lords Have a "Serious" Meeing

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I sat in my room, on my bed after the ceremony, reading a fantasy novel my mother had bought me. Some maids had stopped by earlier, bringing news that I was expected to attend a "get together", sort of an after party, with the other heirs. I could bring friends too, but that wasn't quite helpful as I had spent my life inside the castle, so I decided to bring my younger sister, by 3 years, Honeydew, to the thing. Oh, but don't feel bad about me being in the castle my life! Honestly, I'm fine, there's a large outdoor garden in the castle, and I've made friends with a lot of the maids, like Libby and Florae. They just can't come to the after-party thing because they have shifts from now until 9:00.

I sighed, put the book down, walked over to the mirror, fixed my hair and smoothed down my dress. While I was pondering if I looked presentable or not, I heard a knock on the door. I stepped away from the mirror and opened the door to my room, which was carved with pictures of melons.

Libby stood there in her maid outfit, holding a white-frosted cake that said, "♥️Congratulations Melanie!♥️" on it with red frosting.

"Congratulations on becoming the next lady!" Libby said with that large smile she often got.

"Oh thank you!" I said, hugging her and placing the cake down on the table. I looked back at Libby. She was a bit shorter than me, with red-pink hair tied back in a messy braid, a spray of freckles, and circular red-rimmed glasses that were so strong, I couldn't see anything with them on.

We squealed happily for a moment about me becoming lady. It was sort of something we did when we get happy.

"Oh!" Libby exclaimed, "I forgot the reason why I was here. The meeting of the heirs begins in 10 minutes."

"10 minutes?!" I ran back to the mirror and rapidly started smoothing down my dress- which only made it worse, considering how fast I was doing it.

"Calm down, Melanie! You can go as you are, you look fine!" Libby quickly stopped me from smoothing out my dress.

"But... But what if the other heirs don't like me?" I plopped back onto the bed, and Libby sat next to me.

"I'm not as good with words as Florae," Libby said smiling, "And sadly she's on cleaning duty. But If she was here... She'd say something like..." Libby paused for a moment. "'Everyone is beautiful in their own way.' Or something like that." Libby stood up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up.

"Now you've got to hurry!" She said sharply, and pushed me towards the door. I stepped out into the hall with her.

"Thank you!" I said, and we both ran separate ways down the hall, me towards the meeting room, and her towards the kitchen.

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I stopped at Honeydew's door, which was quite closer to the meeting room then mine, which I never really understood. I knocked on Honey's door, knock-knockity-knock-knock. It took a moment, but she answered.

"Hi Melanie." she said with a sweet smile. She had short-cut dark green hair and perfectly level bangs, with a red head band. She had stylish glasses, that made her look very intelligent. Well she didn't just look, she was. She had a personality a bit like Florae's, kind, insightful. The difference was, Honeydew was quite a bit more talkative , and her speech was a bit more textbook than heart.

"Hi, Honey." I said back. "Are you ready for the party?" Honeydew's Face brightened.

"Oh good, you were so late I figured it was postponed to a later date." She said with a sigh of relief, and putting her hands on her hips unconsciously, as she had an odd habit of doing so.