The Life of a Genie - By Judith Tyler

Chapter 3: He Doesn't Actually Think I'm A Maid, Does He?

I am so thrilled to be writing this author's note! People actually read my story. Your dedications will be coming in increments since I can only do one per chapter. My very first reader, this goes to you!

Also, if you do have any Q&A questions, please give me something to work with. My characters are eager to answer your questions about practically anything, so show them some love. This chapter will be about the length of a regular chapter since I am starting to become less lazy. Lots of Love!

p.s. And to your right you will see Josh Hutcherson, a.k.a Mr. Harvey Porter! Typing that, I realize that name sounds suspiciously like Harry Potter. Did not mean to do that. Kind of happy about it though. Enjoy!

Judith's POV:

Two things are definitely wrong right now. Number one, there is something very fluffy on my face and it's making me want to throw up. Two, Elyse is nowhere to be found. I will deal with the first problem.

"HARVEY!!" I scream, trying to be as still as possible. I can hear his faint footsteps and the door opening. Then, as I assumed from the very beginning, I started to hear laughter.

Between chuckles, Harvey says, "Can't you use magic to get the cat off of you?"

"Not without breaking wish rule number three. Now help me you imbecile!"

"What was that?" He asks, obviously trying to tick me off.

"Harvey." I try again, completely giving up on trying to be mean.

"Your wish is my command," He says, prying the cat off my face. Feeling where the cat scratched me, I became mad at him for letting the cat in. As if reading my mind, he says this.

"Don't look at me like that." Apparently I was looking at him in some way. "I closed the door. I didn't know that he was in here."

"So you don't live alone then?" I ask him, trying to straighten out my bed head.

"If you count Murphy as a person, then no." He says, putting his Murphy down to run somewhere else in the house. "By the way, your little thing is back."

I glare at him for a couple of seconds before I get up and walk past him. I make sure to bump him on the arm as I go see Elyse.

When I get out into the living room, I see the two-inch tall faerie bouncing on the couch, which doesn't make much of a sound considering she probably weighs like a gram. I sit down on the couch next to her and she stops jumping. She seems extremely jittery, as if she just took three shots of espresso.

"What did Joanna say?" I ask her, biting my lip. As I say this, Harvey walks into the room and sits on a recliner across from the couch.

"Well...about that you see she was really kind of upset and sort of said words that I can't say to you right now especially with a human in the room but let's just say she was very angry but is in the process of getting us a new lamp but the inspection is postponed until the end of the week when she can actually meet Harvey and ask him how his 'genie experience' was, so yeah I'm sorry about that." She says all of this in one big long run-on. I am tempted to give her some sort of sleeping pill but I get the gist of it.

Harvey butts in, "Who's Joanna?"

"She's the genie queen. She determines whether or not a genie will receive freedom based on criteria to do with their current master, the neatness of their lamp, and their reasoning, which Judith here seems to not have a very good chance of completing." Elyse rushes out, but I really wish she would stop.

Harvey looks at me with wide eyes, "So it's freedom you want?" 

"Isn't that what you would want to? You can't even comprehend how terrible it is to be a genie." I tell him, "Your so lucky."