I'm So Out Of Your League

Mondays Are The Worst Pt. 2

Lukas' P. O. V.

After my good few extra hours, I lazily rolled onto my back to stare up at the chandeliered ceiling, admiring how the glass shards gathered in the center around the few light bulbs and dispersed like fireworks. Wow, I've never really payed it any attention, but this is really quite pretty. Who knew the maids had good taste in decor.

"Young Master Bondevik! It's time to get up! Your studies started 4 hours ago!"

Speak of the devil...

One of my close maids chimed as she entered my sleeping chambers, a bright smile on her face as she brought me my breakfast; freshly brewed coffee, whip creamed crepes drizzled in dark chocolate, and salted sorbet on the side. I stared at her, not really buying her act, but it's nice being greeted with a smile.

I stared at the tray of food that was placed on my lap and I sighed, I was actually growing kinda tired of this. The fancy meals and indentured servants- to think a life of such luxury would grow so weary. I set the tray aside and the maid's face twisted into concern which she attempted to hide by the bowing of her head, and small chuckles couldn't help but escape me.

"Young Master, do you not like it?" she fretted, "I really thought you'd eat this one."

"Nei, it's okay. This is a French peasant dish made fancy, yeah? With a side of an Italian preservative?" I questioned, staring off towards the dish. She gave me a slightly offended look but kinda nodded nonetheless, she must have been a pure blood of one of the two. Or like both, I don't fucking know, my bad though.

"W-Would you like something else, Young Master?" she spoke up after a few long minutes of silence that somehow engulfed us both. I denied her offer kindly.

"Say, do you want to eat this with me? I don't have much of a sweet tooth and it'd be a shame if this were to all go to waist." I glanced over to her.

Her face was flushed a beet red and contorted into that of utter shock. I really don't know why, all I did was ask her to eat with me, it's not like I asked for her virginity... kinda- LET'S NOT GET INTO DETAIL. But yeah, it's just an invitation to free food, fuck. I'd totally take up that shit if I was her.

"Young Master, I couldn't possibly-!"

"Don't try to play the good maid, just eat with me. I know you're starving." I ordered, sitting the tray back on my lap. With a fork, I sawed off a piece of one of the crepes and shoved it in her mouth followed by a piece in mine as well. This was beyond delicious, but like I said, I don't have much of a sweet tooth.

Her face seemed to flush deeper, but her expression morphed into sheer horror. I snickered.

"W-Wait, you knew...!?" She swallowed hard (lol see what I did there? XD)

"Of course I knew. Your performance has been suffering since then and no one can drop as much weight as you have in the course of two weeks- Oh, and don't forget that one time you passed out. Father was about ready to feed you to the dogs."

"O-Oh... I'm... terribly sorry. I was just-"

"Don't explain, whatever you're going through must be hell but STOP. From now on until you are able to do it on your own again, you will meet me in here and we will eat. If you try to skip out on me, I will have Thor on your ass 24/7, understood?" I rested a hand on her shoulder and stared deeply into a pair of forest green eyes. Then with a curt nod of her head, our deal was set in stone and there was no backing out from neither the both of us.

"Now that we've come to an understanding, finish up. I need my bath drawn, today's attire pressed, and my grades reviewed." I yawned as I slipped out of bed to stretch, "If its under a B, then send someone out to fetch me the assignment. If otherwise, then phone Lynnette and tell her I'll be over shortly as well as Emil. Definitely not last but the least- these curtains. I want them shoved into the furnace and replaced with new ones. Is that understood?"

The look my lady gave me was a form of utter exasperation but understanding. It was as if she'd forgotten that she was here to work and wait on me, not get all buddy buddy or some shit like that. It was actually quite funny. But to present me with such a distasteful look was bold- dangerous almost. She commenced her tasks with no objections or complaints though.

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Emil's P.O.V

"I'M GOING TO TOSS HER OKAY!! YOU BETTER CATCH HER!!" I shouted to the bodyguard that stood ready on ground floor five stories below. He stared back up at me with a look of determination and nodded, holding out his arms and squatting into a ready stance.

"UNDERSTOOD." He reassured.

1... 2...

And on the third count, I let the girl free from my grasp and watched as she plummeted down to the Earth below.

With anticipation of what was about to happen to this poor girl, I shut my eyes tight and covered them with my hands for good measure. I cant bare to watch the bloody mess she'd become if he didn't catch her. Her blood splattered across our perfectly cut grass and the freshly raked gravel- it'd just be absolutely horrible.

"Sire! I've caught her! What do you suppose we do with her?" came the voice of the bodyguard, breaking through my rather gruesome thoughts. I tore my hands away from my face and stared down in shock at the man who carried the girl bridal style in his arms- he must be some kind of fucking ninja because anyone one else would've probably let her fall to her death.

"Wha- h-how..." I stuttered, trying to find my words, but none came.

"Sire...?" came the doting question.

"Dress her and drive her home! Leave no sign of what we did last night, for I cant afford to be in anymore trouble with my mother." I said after a while of processing what was to slip from my lips. The bodyguard gave a curt nod as he quickly made his way to the family's car and shoved her inside, climbing in afterwards. With a sharp release of a sigh I didn't know I was holding, I shut my window and leaned up against it now trying to figure out what else I'm to do.

"God..." came an exaggerated sigh, "I've already missed the first half of school- what the hell to do now."

"Master Steilsson?" the muffled voice of one of my maids sounded through my bedroom door, "Are you up yet? I'm sorry for not coming to wake you earlier."

"Thank the lord." I mumbled to myself as the maid let herself in.

This was going to be a very long day.