Kendalls POV

As I open my eyes, I feel them burn from the light peeking in from my dirty little window. I turn over on my lumpy hard bed hopping to get some sleep before-

"KENDALL!"

Shit.

"Yes!" I call back down.

"Get down here NOW!" Yelled the voice of my step-father, or as I have to address him, Griffin.

Having no choice, I quickly get out of bed and change into some clothes before racing down stairs into the main lobby where Griffin stood, arms crossed over his chest, glare on his face as he eyed me coming down the stair case.

"Hurry up I don't have all day." He said sounding cross with me already. And I've only just woke up. "How many times, have I told you to clean this floor?"

"Umm...Everyday?" I asked honestly.

His glare got harder, "Don't be smart with me boy, I want this floor to sparkle, but only after you make and bring Jett and Dak their breakfast." He ordered beofore walking away.

Jett and Dak are my evil step-brothers. I hate them.

I've been this house's maid since my mother passed away when I was small, and sadly that was a year after she married Griffin. I've been doing all the chores ever since the day after the funeral.

I make my way to the kitchen to make breakfast for those lovely step-brothers of mine. Half way through making their breakfast, I hear the bells to their rooms go off. Upon hearing them, I quickly finish cooking and bring it up to them.

First is Jett. He's the oldest of the two and doesn't like to be kept waiting.

"About damn time Kendoll." I said in a upset tone. I glared at him for the name he gave me. I hate being called Kendoll.

"Your welcome, you ungreatful piece of-." I said under my breath, but I think he heard me by saying,

"What was that?" He spat out at me.

"Nothing." I said before leaving to go to Daks room.

I got the same little speech I did every time I gave him his breakfast. How I should give him his first, and then I argue with him that I have to give Jett his first. But I don't have the time today.

Making my way back down to clean the floor of the lobby, I pass a hand through my blonde hair and think ' This floor was just cleaned twelve hours ago'.

I fill my pale up with warm soapy water and begin to clean the floor. Two hours into cleaning this huge floor that never seems to end, my dirty water pale gets knocked over. My jaw dropped at the sight. Looking up I see and hear Jett laughing like an idiot.

I grit my teeth.

"Oh Kendall, why did you upset your dirty water making MORE work for yourself?" He asked.

"I didn't spill it, you knocked it over!" I spat out at him.

He got down to my level, seeing as I was on my hands and knees, looked me straight in my bottle green eyes with his dark brown ones and said, " Yeah well, If dad asks it's your word against mine and we both know who he'd believe." He said with a smirk before walking off.

Great more work.

~~Five hours of cleaning floor labor later~~

Finally.

Now I have my other chores to .

There has got to be more to life then just cleaning and taking care of these idiots.

As if on cue to yell at me, Griffin walks in. "Kendall have you been cleaning this floor all day?!" He asked me in a annoyed tone.

I nod my head yes.

"Then your going to have to stay up until the other chores are done. Now go feed the barn animals, do the dishes, cook dinner,then dust the whole house top to bottom." Then he left to go to his study.

I give out a sigh before doing that exact list of chores. It's midnight before I finish and finally get to bed.

My nead hits the pillow and I'm out like a light.

In seven hours I have to get up and do it all again.