Who Am I

Only 14 - October

The queen sent us out to look for a girl named Saturday today. The don't know if her aunt kept the girl's name the same. It's about the 17th girl we've watched this year so I'm not too intrigued.

So here I am watching her and she doesn't even know. I think it's creepy but everybody else keeps saying I'm just paranoid. It's her 14th birthday party and its a red carpet theme, I thought she would be a bit older the queen said she was in her teen years but I suppose 14 is still a teenager. Her and her little friends are all dressed up. She looks quite beautiful you have to admit, much like her mother would but also quite similar to the other girls; long wavy auburn hair, long dark lashes, pale flawless skin dotted with freckles and shocking green eyes that would take the breath out of anybody.

I abruptly stop daydreaming when all her little friends start giggling and squealing,"Me first. Me first!" Saturday grabs the colorfully wrapped gift bag beside her and her face lights up as she begins to pull the bright tissue paper out of the bag. She inhales a deep breath of shock and awe and she looks inside the bag. She shows the bag to her friends and they gasp and the present. You can clearly see which one bought her the present as she is smiling proudly at their reactions.
"Thank You!" She squeals to her friend as she runs over to give her a hug.
Saturday reaches down and grabs the next bag off the ground and opens it as well. She shows everybody the present and they all giggle while she reads them the card. I turn around and take in the surroundings of her humble home. The gentle buttercup yellow paint on the outside of the home is beginning to peel away from the harsh winds of the Newfoundland sea. The house was quite alone with a small forest behind it and the large fields surrounding all the other sides. The lazy cows milling about and the horses in the stables with their little jackets protecting them from the bitter air.
I turned back the little house, at the sound of a whoosh of air. As one of her friends stepped outside immediately shivered and then waved good-bye. The party must be over. I watched as all her friends left the house once their parents arrived, each getting a small bag of goodies as they left the house.
Once all the guests were gone Saturday, exhausted, slumped down on the couch and let out a big sigh. Her aunt came over and sat down beside her on the worn down floral sofa they bought at the second hand store in town. "Tired?" She questioned filled with sympathy. You could Saturday and her aunt had a special bond.
"Mm" she grunted tiredly.
" Pretty long long day huh?" She comforted.
" Yeah. I'm exhausted." She remarked,"I'm gonna go out my pjs on, get out of this dress." She said while tugging on the hem of her mother's old dress.
"Of course Honey, come back down when your done though, your old Aunt has a present for you." She replied while Saturday was headed up their old creaky stairs with the worn down carpet.
" Okay Aunt Sage." She called over her shoulder. Her aunt sighed as Saturday trudged up the stairs. Sage reached over and pulled out and old cherry wood box and rubbed her thumb over the smooth wood. She cautiously un-did the old tarnished clasp on the front of the antique box. She slowly lifted the lid and looked inside at the silver necklace, laying peacefully inside, quickly closed it at the sound of Saturday's bedroom door closing with its protesting hinges.