The Spark

Glass House

We were driving. In a shiny black Ferrari that made the people stare. William hummed along to folk music on the radio and I stared out the window. Looking back at him every so often. It was early in the morning and so quiet out. Wind in out hair.

"The highway is usually backed up for miles" William explained "But since it's so early we should get home in another twenty or so."

"I hope it's not too much of a bother, Dad." I said quietly. It was six in the morning. I felt like kind of an ass even if it wasn't my fault.

"No, no it's fine. I mean i've woken up earlier for work then this. I'm going to the studio in about an hour anyway. I wish i'd have time to show you around but I don't have time. I'm sorry."

I smiled "It's fine." I cranked up the radio volume and leaned my head back.

"Well you should get some rest or something. Also Kaine can help you around."

I stared at him "Who's Kaine?"

He rolled down his window some more. "She's my housekeeper and cook. You really thought I could handle a house all by myself? Well, she's very sweet so don't worry and don't be afraid to ask for stuff... just don't go over board."

I nodded and looked out the window. We got to Beverly Hills and passed by dozens of secluded mansions.

"That one is Oprah's, and then that one is Bradley Cooper's... nice guy." He recited the names of the celebrity's who lived around here. I just watched with ah, realizing i'm going to be living less then a mile away from my favorite actors and actresses.

We pulled up in a house. A house made of glass, bursting with lush greenery and white stucco. The house was beautiful, and modern, ridiculously large. I walked up to it. My dad smiled, sticking the keys in the door and opening into a world that was too good to be true. Kaine greeted us fairly. She was around sixty years old with gray-black hair in a messy bun and white sun dress.

"Welcome home, Olive!." She squealed, crushing me in a hug.

"Easy, Kaine" My dad laughed, I was released and wobbled backwards.

"William, you are scheduled for a line reading in twenty minutes at westwood."

Dad nodded and poured coffee into a travel mug. "I should be back by six tonight, Olive and I will be going out tonight so no need for dinner. Show her around, okay?"

"I'd love to!" said Kaine, she handed my father his keys and shut the door behind him.

"Now Olive, let me show you around."

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The tour was overwhelming. The house consisted of a large living room, TV room with a television that seemed larger then me, a pool, tennis court, gourmet kitchen, sauna, billiards, bar, and of course the bedrooms and such. There were more room but I must of forgotten. My father had my room specially made for me. It was colorful with purple walls and a huge bed with fuzzy pillows.

Kaine left me alone. As soon as she left the room I jumped onto my mega bed and called my mom telling her everything in high detail. It was a dream a pure dream.

I threw on my black bikini and got a towel from the bathroom. I went downstairs, sliding the glass doors to my dad's bright blue pool. It was sterile clean. I dived in and swam laps until my legs ached and then dried off in the LA sun. I almost burnt and had to understand that you needed to put on sunscreen before doing anything around here.

I curled my toes and stared into the hills. Colored specks represented the houses. They were so isolated. Kaine brought me an ice water and a sipped it. This kind of life style I could get used to.

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By six fifteen my dad stumbled through the door. Kaine took his keys and such, stashing them away and my father groped towards the couch.

"Hey Dad!" I beamed, walking downstairs.

'Oh... hey Olive." He said. He closed his eyes and rested his head on the black leather back of the couch. 

"Do you need a minute or...?" I said quietly, hugging my knees.

"No, it's fine. I'll get changed for dinner. Kaine, could you go get my pills?" He called out and began up the stairs as Kaine hurried around the medicine cabinet.

"Wow he worked for almost eleven hours..." I murmured to Kaine. She popped the top off a prescription bottle and poured several pills into her hand.

"Yes he works a while. But it's different when you're getting paid  a lot doing something you love." She counted out 3 pills and poured a glass of water. She took them up the stairs. I had to get ready for dinner myself.

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A/N: Short chapeter but I want the dinner to be a whole other chapter. The house on the side is Viel's house. Chapeters are dedicated to new fans!