Love Or Rivalry

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Roxalie’s POV

After around two whole hours of unpacking, I got up and proudly looked over my neat clothes and shoes that I had arranged in my walk-in closet. I’m finally done! I jumped over the empty boxes and suitcases which were all over the floor, and threw myself onto my bed, sighing loudly. My whole body hurt from standing and bending, and I was tired from the long flight. I shut my eyes and was about to doze off when I heard a loud bang. I groaned, and got off my bed to see what the commotion was.

“You stupid idiot! How klutzy can you servants be? That’s expensive! I won’t forget this. In fact, I’ll get you fired by tomorrow morning.” A shrill voice shrieked from the main suite, and I winced, covering my ears. Couldn’t she tune it down? I walked out of my room to see a blonde girl wearing very high heels with her boobs nearly popping out of her shirt, screaming at James, who was picking up one of her suitcases, his face expressionless. “Yes, Miss.” My blood boiled. How dare that bitch, who did she think she was?! I stormed over to her, pushing her trolley aside and causing all her suitcases to go toppling onto the floor. “Oops, I am so sorry. I must have tripped over something!” I apologised fakely.

The blonde was staring shocked at her suitcases, now turned her attention to me. “You bitch! How dumb can you get! You’re no better than that low class servant.” She smirked, obviously thinking that I would cry at her insult. But oh no, she was in for a big surprise. I grabbed the suitcase that James was holding, and threw it on the floor, causing all her clothes to scatter. She suddenly looked horrified, and I followed her gaze. Scattered on the floor was a pile of photos with girls looking very, um, revealing and occupied with each other. I burst out laughing, and James tried to keep his face neutral. The blonde started shrieking. “Those are not mine!”

Just then, two girls came in from their rooms. “What’s going on?” One of them, a brunette, asked, and the other asian girl with black hair followed my gaze to the pictures. “Okay, that is just weird. Are those yours?” The girl nodded towards the blonde, who was tomato red. “Those are not mine, gosh. Someone obviously sabotaged me!” she shrieked in her shrill voice. The brunette and her friend looked towards me, the looks on their faces saying they didn’t believe her at all. “Sure, of course not.” The brunette said in a super fake voice. The blonde stomped her feet. “I’m serious! Some idiot sabotaged me!” She turned to James. “You! It has to be you!” James looked expressionless, and I snapped.

I walked up to her and shoved her. “What the hell is your problem? He didn’t even do anything to you, for fuck’s sake. Stop treating him like your servant!” My eyes glared daggers at her face. She was so freaking spoilt. The blonde glared at me. “Don’t touch me! And he deserves it. He’s poor, and he is a servant, you bitch!” That was it. I shoved her so hard she fell on her butt.

“He is not a freaking servant. He is human, just like you. And he might be poor, but at least he knows it, and treats people with respect though they don’t deserve it at all. He is WORKING. When he is WORKING, he serves people and follows their orders. Get it now, dumbass?” I grabbed one of the pictures and shoved it at her face. “Here, you can go complain to your girlfriend, I’m sure she’ll keep you company.” Then I bent down until I met her eye to eye. “And if you ever try to get him fired, I will not hesitate to tell everyone about the pictures. Got that?”

I turned, and nodded to James. “Thanks for your help, James.” He nodded at me, then left, closing the door behind him. The blonde girl angrily grabbed her stuff and shoved it into the suitcase. “I’ll get you back, bitch! You have no idea who you are messing with.” I rolled my eyes. “Looking forward to it.” She stalked towards one of the rooms, and slammed the door. I ran my hand through my hair, very agitated. Stupid spoilt kids, who did they think they were?