Victorian Girl

Chapter 2: William

I walk down the streets of London. I go to some of my usually stops that I go to every time I'm in the city for a visit. I was walking the streets when I had suddenly gone down the street of my old teacher's house. 

I thought it might be a good idea to go and see my old teacher. I walk up the stairs to her house and I knock on the door. It takes a few minutes and then the door opens and it whacks me in the face. I fall to the ground and groan softly.

 When I suddenly hear a soft voice ask me if I was okay. I look up to see the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I had a hand on my nose and I couldn't take my eyes off her.

 She was beautiful I had never seen a noble women that could compare to her beauty. I finally snapped out of it when I heard Mrs. Brown ask who it was and I introduced myself and I followed the maid in and I soon found out that her name was Emma.

 What a beautiful name, I thought to myself. I walk into the sitting room and I see Mrs. Brown sitting in her usually chair. I sit down across from her. 

"How are you, Mrs. Brown?" 

"I'm wonderful, how are you, Mr. White?" 

"I'm great, I'll be taking over my father's business soon, he has started giving me some of his responsibilities." 

"That sounds like a lot of responsibility, do you think you can handle that? " Mrs. Brown asks.

"My Father has been helping me over the past few months getting me ready for the transfer of turning the company over to me," I say back to her.

I sit up when I see Emma come in with the tray of tea. I watch her give out the tea and I whisper a thank you.

 Me and Mrs. Brown talk for a couple more hours until finally I have to leave for a business meeting with my father. I stand up and say goodbye to Mrs. Brown and I follow Emma to go grab my coat and hat. I look at her and I still couldn't get over her beauty. She hands me my hat. 

"It was nice to meet you, Miss Emma. I hope to see you again," I say and give her a smile. I walk out the door and I walk to my carriage. I get in and tell the driver to head to the estate.

 A few minutes into the ride back I remembered that I had forgotten my gloves. I smile to myself, a good reason to go and see Miss Emma again I say to myself with a smile.

 I get back to the estate and I walk into my office and I start going over some of the business plans that my father wanted to look over before the meeting at the end of the week.