Arranged

Different Lifestyle

The sun was shine and I decided that I need a shower.I got up and went to grab a shirt and pant.I headed towards the bathroom, but the moment I was about to close the door, the door flew open. There was loud giggling and I was nearly knocked over.There were maidens in the bathroom, giggling or setting up something. I raised my eyebrow."Umm," I said and everyone turned to me, but they were still giggling and talking, "excuse me, this is the bathroom and I'm planning to take - AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" I screamed.I swear this is the craziest thing that happened to me. One of the maiden stepped forward and started undressing me.

"WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING?" I screamed, but this time everything stop. The bathroom was silence and you could hear a pin drop from the basket that a maid was holding."What do you mean, sweetheart?" one of the maid asked."What are you doing in the bathroom? I am trying to take a shower." I said.This is totally weird. The weirdest moment in my whole life I thought."What do you mean? We help you, we -" another one of the maid said, but I interrupted."I can take a shower on my own. I don't need any help." I told them.

"We were hired to help you. We can't just sit around and do nothing. We get paid for this. We are your personal make - up artist, personal spa worker, make - over agent, personal cloth maker, dress preparer . . ." they went on and on and on, about what they do. I rolled my eyes.Does this family suffer this every day? I thought. I sighed. I guess I have to deal with it"So??? What is all this about???" I asked and sat on the side of the bath tub."Well," said another maid, "we are supposed to make you look perfect tonight. The first dinner with the king, queen and prince.I stared at them."Who?" I asked them.

"The king, queen and prince." said the maid. She makes it sound like I am stupid."Ok, I know, but who are they??" I asked them."You know Mr. Cohen??? He is the king. Mrs. Cohen, the queen and Jason, the prince." They said.I gasped, this was weird.We are all of them. Jason's voice echo in my head. Now I get what Jason means. Maybe he is a royalty.I am starting to have a feeling this is coming more and more true.The ugly truth.I knew from these days on, my life will never be consider as normal.

"King and queen of what?" I asked, "And is it true that they are werewolf?" I asked quietly. I really want to find out the true and I don't want to pretend like I am listening to a fantasy story. I just want them to tell me that this whole thing is not true."Don't be silly, of course they are," one of the maid said."Ok, sweetheart, let's not worry about these things. We have to get you ready for the big night." another maid said.

Everything was set up; the bathtub was filled and full of bubbles. The make - up was set up on the sink, the towel, bathrobe and slipper were ready."Did you pick this outfit?" one of the maiden said. I looked at her and nodded."I can't believe - I mean, I am going to help you pick another outfit," said the said and I can tell she was my dress preparer or personal cloth maker.This is so richy I thought, I can't believe this was all happening.I told the maid to go out and come back later when I am finished with my bath.The maid went out and I got in the tub.

I was starting to relax, letting all of the stress out, but again, the maid came in giggling. I sighed.Are they always like this? So teen. I said and rolled my eyes.The maid gather around me and started there job. They were taking my hair and washing it with this green thing and rubbing it with these green leaves. Another started messaging my shoulders and putting these long, black oval stones on my shoulders. My muscular was starting to relax a little, it was good. Than another maid, grabbed my hand and started messaging my arms, hand and finger. Another maid was messaging my feet and using these cool, ooze that makes your feet feels good. I was glad I am not ticklish there, I really like this whole thing, but I don't know their names.

"Hey, guys, I really like this whole thing, but can I know your names?" I asked, it was awkward, because I was interrupting there giggling and gossips."I'm Valerie, I am your make - up artist." said the one working with my hair."I am Sunny," said the maid that complained about the outfit, "I am your dress preparer.""I am Vicky, I am your personal spa worker," said the one messaging my shoulders."I am Beth, I am your massager and personal clothes designer," said the one messaging my arms, hands and fingers.I nodded. Than at the next second, they started chatting again. They act like I have never asked for their names.These girls could probably talk all day long. At some point of the conversation, I would catch a few words.