The Story Of An Imperfect Girl

Chapter 8: That Mistake He Made

Colt told me to go find Tom and Blake but I hesitated.

"C'mon, I still have to fix the controllers that were tangled and, if you don't find them, it will be more obvious that you have a crush on Blake." he winked at me and I scowled.

"Fine. Only because you still have to fix the Xbox."

I closed the door gently behind me and start looking For Blake.

Halls are everywhere! Red walls and more doors are all that is visible.

"Shit. How can I find Blake? This place is like a mansion." I mumbled. Well... It is exactly a mansion.

I walked quietly to the right hallway trying not to make a sound. I was also walking slowly to try to find voices that were familiar to me.

"Yeah... She seems friendly though, unlike the other girls that Mr. Woods invited here." I hear a woman's voice on a white wooden door beside me.

I put my ear to the door and listened to their conversation.

"She's only friendly because she met Mr. Woods! Look at him, fame and fortune were all in his pockets that even sluts tried to befriended him." another says.

One word. Ouch!

Are they talking about me? If so, then I'm not using Blake. I even wanted to go home right now.

"Just bring these dessert to her, Maria. She might be starving..."

"Oh, and don't forget the boys too."

I was still eavesdropping on their conversation. But the conversation ended abruptly. I was slammed when the door opened at my face that I fell.

I touched my head and rubbing it back and fourth.

"Oh, Miss! Oh. I-I'm so s-sorry!" A woman with black and white clothing (must be a maid) gasp.

"Oh, um... It's okay, it's okay." I said as I stood up and brushing my pants. She stuttered and beg for forgiveness.

"I told you it's okay." I gave her a smile and look at the food that she was holding. I'm starving!

"Hey, let me help you with the food. Where will I give this to?" I said. She must be tired because there are black circles on her eyes.

"It was supposedly was to be brought to you." She says, smiling weakly.

So they must talk about me.

"Oh... I'm sorry. I'm not starving. But I'll bring it to Colt. I'm sure he would love some." I held the tray on her hands. "Give yourself a rest for awhile. Blake must me making you sick." I smiled again but this time she smiled back.

"No worries Miss. Mr. Woods doesn't give us a headache. it's the show that we really love" She gave me her name. And its Maria. She can be nice to me. At least when I have no one to talk to when I stay here, at least I could talk to her.

"Don't call me 'Miss' Maria." I smiled. "Just call me Camber." I left with the food still on my hands.

"Where have you been?" Blake managed. He was sitting comfortably on the soft, red couch. "Isn't that supposed to be the maid's job you're holding?" He scoffed.

"Sorry Your Highness but these maids of yours are doing a hardworking job that I felt pity." I put the food on the coffee table and kept quiet.

"Yes they were. It's just that... they don't want to miss their favorite show." He stood up and grab a book which let my grades down. No! No tutoring!

"I know that. You never give them a free time." I pouted but I feel like being used, especially when they were talking about me.

"We're not gonna tutor me again, are you?" I scoffed. I crossed my arms.