Vanfare Ville

"Come on! Get in the car Casey!" Lucy yelled at me.

Lucy is my mother, but I don't call her mom. I did when I was little, but then after my dad left us I started calling her Lucy. So Lucy it is.

In case you didn't get this already, I am Casey. Casey Ference ( ya, I hate my last name ).

I am 5'7 ( perfect height, personally ), I have long blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. I look just like my mother, except my eyes. My mom has the prettiest brown eyes. Ya, I got stuck with my stupid fathers eyes.

My father. Or Dave. But I like to call him 'it'. I loathe him. He is an ass who left me and my mom for some eighteen year old girl when I was ten. He was like 30 at the time. Disgusting, I know. She could have been my sister!! But thank god she wasn't because I hate her too. She is the reason my parents broke it off, and the reason my mom still cries in her sleep at night. But I don't cry, because I have to be the strong one.

I am only fifteen and I am moving away because I was really getting sick of the house that 'it' once lived in. So, I convinced my mom to get away from not just the house, but the whole town. So we are now moving to Vanfare Ville. Yeaaah, she was the one who wanted to go there, not me. But I will go anywhere she wants me to because at least we are getting away.

So, all I know about this town is that it is somewhere in Canada and they rule themselves. Yes, they have a king and queen. And they don't even stay in touch with the other parts of Canada. They still have modern stuff, but their clothes aren't as up to date. So no preppy stores, or emo stores. They just have plain clothes which is fine by me. I just want to fit in.

"Ok honey, we are here." Lucy said and stopped the car.

Wow, that was fast. I guess I was lost in my own train of thought for a while...

"Cool Lucy." I jumped out and got a good look at my new house.

It was a white house, only one floor from the looks, and the roofing was grey.

The lawn was perfect, and there were some flower patches.

Well, this is cute for the two of us.

"Well don't just stand there! Help me unpack the car!"

"Ok!" I said and got out my stuff.

I went to where my room was. It was plain. Just white walls and hard wood flooring. Boring!

I guess I can fix it up later.

I did a little unpacking, and then went downstairs to eat.

"Hun, you do realize that you have no more school here, right?"

"What?" I asked.

"Ya, they believe that women don't need to work, or get more education. The women here just do housework during the day, and go out at night."

"Well then what are you going to do?"

"Be a maid for the King and Queen. Lots of money" she smiled.

"Ok, but what am I going to do as you clean the King and Queen's house?" You don't know how weird that felt to say.

"You are going to clean up here, and if there is nothing to clean then you will just hang out."

Wow. This is the life!

"Sweet" I smiled.

"Ya...but under one condition."

"And what is that?"

"Well, by the time you are eighteen, you should have an arranged marriage."

WHAT?!