White

1. A Dream World?

So noisy...

- Mom, could you please make less noise? Please? I asked while turning on my tummy and hiding my head under my pillow.

The noises stopped for a few second but soon after restarted again as if I never spoke. What did I do to deserve this? Normally, mom leaves quietly for work so that I can sleep a little bit longer - unless she's pissed at me and wants to let me know.

And it did happen to me quite a few times actually - where she was pissed at me. Let's just say that, when it happens, I just end up crying like a baby. My mom is gentle, but she knows how to make you feel bad and regretful when you did something wrong... I have goosebumps just by thinking that maybe she is mad at me.

But, according to my memory, I don't recall having done anything wrong this time around, so why?

- Mom?

I hear whispers. Whispers? THAT'S NOT MY MOM! My mom doesn't know how to whisper. Or she just shut it down or she talks really loud. If pissed, she would just have started to scream at me - the impact being bigger when screaming at me according to her actions - but never whisper!

Also, there was more than one voice. My mom has only one voice and it's not really difficult to recognize it - I only have one mom with one voice after all.

There's something wrong here, I can feel it. Like literally, I feel it right now. Since when did our couch become so large that I could fully stretch my arms and legs? And where did the strings left?

I toss my pillow to the side, and slowly open my eyes. There was three women who were actively running around me to accomplish some task. Where am I? That is not my house, at all. The room is way to big to be considered like similar to my room.

- What the....?

The three women stopped their activities and lined up in front of me like little soldiers. What the heck am I doing here?  And who's bed is this! A queen size bed, not something that I can afford, this I can be sure of. So what am I doing here. I am starting to freak out.

- Hi Miss Rodrigues. Did you have a good night sleep? Asked one of the maids in front of me, acting like everything is normal.

Who told them my last name? Is this some kind of kidnapping? How sad for them, we don't really have any money to give. I know, I think to much about the money but that's what happens when you don't have any..

Maybe if I try to talk with them by saying I am poor, broke, without the penny.. Maybe, just maybe,  they will release me then?.. You know what? Never mind.
By looking at their outfits, I don't think they are sane enough for me to try. Apparently they love to cosplay, they are wearing the signature look for maids that we normally see in movies.

-  Do we... know each other? I dare to asked while trying to get down from this gigantic bed that could fill up my whole living room.

I don't even know why I'm asking this, of course I don't know them. But if by asking them it buys me time to run, I will take it!

-  What a funny joke, Miss Rodrigues. Answer the smallest maid between the three of them with a smile.

- Unfortunately... Started another maid.

- We don't have time to play around since we need to prepare you for your engagement party that will be hold tonight. Finished the tallest maid while taking my hand in hers.

Somehow, I don't think this is a kidnapping. The main reason being they wouldn't win anything by having me in on stage. Also, if they were kidnappers, I don't think they would treat me that way. Yet, I still urgently need to leave that room.

I try to find a way to escape when I suddenly remembered of an important fact : I don't remember of waking up yet... Am I still dreaming like always do? One of those weird dreams where we become conscious of the events that happens?

If that's the case, might as well just go with the flow. I mean, my imagination put so much effort into it. It almost feel like it's the actual reality. My brain needs a round of applause for his amazing work ! 10/10! And who am I to go against my unconscious will? Might as well just do whatever I'm pleased!

I'm also finding out that I have a really fancy and sophisticated taste. I mean, who would have thought that I would dream of a big golden room that is filled up with a big bed and hairdresser? There is also my own personal bathroom (which is also in gold and seems to have a pool more than a bathtub) and a closet filled of enormous dresses in every possible colors. The details of that dream are really remarquable, I'm impressed.

- Engagement party? I repeated while they were preparing the bath by pouring roses in it.

Like I said, I have a sophisticated taste. I mean, roses in a bathtub! Something that never happened in my life, and still hasn't if we take into consideration that we are currently in a dream - my dream! One of the maid looked at me like something was wrong with my head (which, in all honesty, isn't completely wrong if you want my opinion).

- Wow, someone is crazy enough to marry me, I mumbled before saying higher: May I know who is going to be my future husband?

- The crown prince, of course!

Wow, that was kind of cringe. All this time, and I was unconsciously dreaming of a prince? Really? Apparently I watched to much Disney when I was a kid... I wonder what would have happened if I had love to watch Barney.... I have chills just thinking about it. Barney the prince? I'll pass. Thank god I was scared of him when I was little, otherwise, that dream could have become an horor movie.

- And his name is...? I started but couldn't finish since the maids had other plans in their minds.

- Miss, you may now take your bath. We will , first, help you to take off your clothes and clean up your back.

Wait. What? Hell no.