The Master of Beauty

Sticks and stones

I stood up and looked around the room I had just spent all morning cleaning. I smiled at my hard work and sighed. Absolutely spotless.
"Nice job" someone said. Catching me by surprise. I looked up to see Master Frost standing by the door. I smiled at that. He never compliments a maids work. Never. He smiled back before turning to walk down the hall. I was too busy blushing and thinking to myself to notice anyone else enter. Suddenly I was jerked back to reality when a loud SMASH! Echoed throughout the room. I jerked my head in the direction of...Paisly. Standing next to a pile of dirt and broken ceramic pieces. Paisly also worked for Master Frost. And she looked livid. She smirked at me and pushed over another plant. It hit the floor with a loud CRASH!
"Oops" she said. Then she walked a little closer. Grinding the dirt into the carpet with her heels. She got right up in my face and whispered
"What is it about you that makes you so much better than us?"
"Huh?" I said. Utterly confused.
"Don't think I haven't seen the way master Frost looks at you. The way you get off so easy when you make stupid mistakes" she said
"I don't know what you're talking about" I said
"Shut up!" She yelled. Then she punched me in the stomach and I doubled over.
"don't get it in your head that he likes you. Nobody. Likes you. After all. Who would want someone as ugly as you?" She whispered. Matter of factly. Then she grabbed a fistful of my hair and jerked my head up.
"He doesn't want you." She spat "Nobody.wants you. You're pathetic and worthless and clumsy." She let go of my hair and threw me onto the floor.
"What are you doing just sitting there? Get up and clean up this mess" she turned and walked around the corner. Her laughter echoing down the hall. Hot, wet tears hit my cheeks and I just sat there for awhile. She's right...who would want an ugly servant like me?