1800's America x Reader

Getting Business Done

"Miss (L/n), breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes-Oh! You're awake!"

You were admiring the beautiful view of this nation. You barely got any sleep since it was summer time allowing you to see as much of this beautiful land as you could.

Sadly life dragged you back into reality and away from the beautiful looking landscape.

"Good morning Miss Lorita," you commented back, happy to remember her name from last night.

She seemed startled by you remembering her name and commented, "Would you follow me?"

You nodded and got up, she cried, "Oh dear! You're not even dressed for the day!"

"Oh, is it that time already?" You looked down at your attire. Then you turned back over to the sunrise you were admiring beforehand. You turned to your journal and went back to it to write a bit more before Ms. Lorita would get you ready. Happy to have some time to yourself for a little bit of time.

She chuckled to herself and helped herself in. Thank goodness you weren't your mother. Or else you would have had a word with her and scare her to death. Again in general, thank goodness you weren't your mother. She closed the door behind herself and went through your clothes. "My! You have lots of gorgeous clothes Miss (L/n)!"

You sighed, sure, yeah, everyone said that. Every single person, not 'Quite the intelligent mind!' or 'You're a great worker!' or-

"You really seem to like landscape, don't you Miss (L/n)."

"Yes, America is quite amazing."

She smiled and walked over to where you were. "You don't seem to be the lady to admire outfits."

"I guess I am not one to admire such manmade material. America is quite outstanding from what I normally get to see." I've been surrounded by such a fake world for so long, I long for the real natural world around me.

Maybe that's why you're so interested in this Alfred character. He's not interested you in that way, he hasn't commented on your outfits or class. But you're determination, you're drive and mere interest as you a person. Not your clothes, maybe not even your status. That would be remarkable.

But that's still unrealistic as he is shown to be from a well known English family. Or from what Mother has been saying.

"Well, Miss (L/n), I hate to take you away from what you love, but I don't think... that..."

You pulled away from the beautiful view and turn towards the sweet lady, "My parents would like me to waste time?"

"Exactly," She nodded.

"Then let's get changed. What dress do you like the best?"

"I like... this one." She smiled and pulled out the dress.

"Then I'll wear that one for the day at hand."

It took you a while to change and get ready for the day. You walked out with confidence and radiance while you went back over to the breakfast tables in the train with everyone else. You stepped forward to where your parents, alright up, were sitting.

Your Mother glaring at you as you sat down next to your Father.

"I can't believe that you came in late! Thank goodness Mr. Jones isn't here at all!"

As soon as you said that you blinked, remember seeing the man as he tipped his hat over to you before sitting down yourself.

"He said that he has some business to handle before he could join us for breakfast. You need to sit up straight!"