The Tale Of A Quinceañera

CHAPTER 1

"Aren't we there yet?" I complained lazyly being very comfortable in my seat while coding in my laptop.              

My aunt made a glance at me and focused back on the road before she let out her response "Hey kid if complaining is all you can do on your whole life, you better not carry the name of our family"

I really hate long talks but I need to find justice to this near-to-argument conversation and so I inhaled really deep "You're being too serious Ms. Wednesday...I was just referring that if this so-called private tunnel was gonna make our way to the main house faster why  did we took four hours already?" I responded catching up my breath.

I noticed a little light coming to my direction in a crazy speed. I sensed danger and immediately I avoided it. I looked at the thing that had hit my seat...

F*CK! Why is this thirty year-old woman suddenly sending a dart at my direction? she should be thankful she didn't hit my laptop because I'm gonna sabotage her. She's probably pissed off...

"I'm still your aunt you lil' shit...and it's common sense to respect elders" she sounded really serious.

I snob whilst coding "Now don't be mad Ms. Wednesday, teenagers nowadays always complain so let me"

She hid the fact that she heard me, I glanced at her for few seconds and she's only focused on something else while driving...probably waiting something to happen. I am well aware that she will never have the little bit of interest in anything else but controlling and planning what will happen in the future...what an over thinker she is.

As I continued coding, opening personal files of  people, seeing personal photos of neighbors before entering the isolated main house I ended up on something that piqued my attention "Woah...woah...woah!!" I exclaimed.

"Now this is a secret" I can't help but let out satisfaction in my face. I glanced at my aunt and we stared each other for a few seconds and saw her relieved smile. I figured out this was done on purpose and that discovering it was meant to be. It is not making me happy knowing that my family have plans for me that I won't like.

"UGH...I just wanna disappear" I complained lazily. Knowing that my own family could ACTUALLY control fate...it's really bad news!! It's unusual but not noticing we already are at the main house we're already expected to arrive there. It's not because of the line of butler but because of the aura my grandfather has filled at the main door.

Aunt reminded me once again "Hey you! remember what I said...respect your elders" I snob at her and got out of the car with my bag and laptop. Not wanting to waste time outside I let Aunt Wednesday lead then followed her heading towards the old man.

"Glad you arrived on time Wednesday" Old pops smiled and throwing a glance at me expecting that I would greet him with a hug. But I can't hurt our feelings so I throw myself on his arms can't help but get happy. My mom died giving birth for me in this mansion and two years later my father died in an ambush only with my grandfather by my side I grew with him until I was at the age of seven then my aunt, Wednesday took care of me from then on. 

"Oh! When did you two get this dramatic dad?" Aunt Wednesday inserted in the scene.

 Grandpa almost made a snob, he let go of me and lead the way inside the house. Maids had taken care of opening the door and another line of butlers welcomed us warmly. My eyes hurt under the shade of the shining chandelier and the red carpeted floor. I did not pay attention to the details, most importantly because I had a whole lot of other things to do. I can't help it but got bored between talks of grandpa and aunt so I sat lazily on the sofa with them across the table.

"Hey!" I called grandpa and saw aunt Wednesday's face frowning "Er, I mean grandpa can I go first to my room? I have some important things to do" I asked once again and raised my laptop. They understood what I meant and then granny called one of the butlers.

Grandpops faced towards me gesturing the butlers beside me "From now on he will be serving under you" he said "You will be responsible for her safety" reminding the butler.

Thanks grandpa...I'll head now" I bid farewell because I don"t have plans to go outside my room myself unless one of them commands to. 

I was heading to my old room back when I was seven and noticed that it hasn't change, just cleaned. Afraid to waste time, I didn't bother to the details of my old room and immediately jumped to the bed and opened my laptop to complete the coding.

 While typing, someone did three consecutive knocks on the door.

"Come in" I said whilst focusing on my coding.

"Good evening Young Lady...I tell you it is not safe to leave the door open and I can tell that you could give yourself possible consequences of what you did" The butler explained.

I really hate teachings "You are not my Ms. Wednesday, are you?" I asked him because I am well aware that only aunt has the energy to discipline me.

"Forgive me for being rude Lady Harley, please expect that this will be the first and last time that I will correct you but let me introduce myself, I am Luke Gabrielle Fedgins your personal butler from now on"He said.

In shocked...for a second, I stopped typing and looked at Luke "I do not remember grandpa nor Ms. Wednesday mentioned my name...and of course you can't be a butler in this mansion at the age of seven we are in the same age' I explained gasping for air.

He chuckled before speaking and cleared his throat "I am aware that it is deplorable of a servant to not know the masters precious name"he explained again.

"Oh ok...now I will come back to my work and please continue bringing my things in here Luke" I said shortly and came back to typing...my only energy-filler.

"I noticed it is not your thing to do long conversations Lady Harley...now I will not bother you" Luke said for the last time, bowed and then bid farewell.

He doesn't really have to say all the things that's in his head though...

 Shortly after some minute, my laptop couldn't scan any nearby devices anymore after viewing files from the previous device. I was getting sleepy but of course...CODING is my energy-filler but not literally, what I meant is that it's my everyday time-passer, happy pill and hobby to continue existing. I shut down my laptop and closed it, my eyes got blurry and I lost my strength...I was getting lazier and sleepier every second so I did not fight back because I know it's the best to sleep when you have the feeling that the perfect time has come. I shut my eyes closed and slept.