Chapter one: Dainty
I'm going to turn into a boy.
It was a decision Emily has been contemplating for the past 3 weeks, or a month you can say. Her family doesn't have much money, specially now with the drought, their farming is going to shit. No profit meant no food. The whole field that used to be lush with green vegetables is now a dry and sickening shade of yellow. So there stood Emily letting her sister wrap a bandage around her chest to hide her breast, there wasn't much to hide but she wouldn't want to risk it.
"Fuck! Katie, do you want me to pass out from not breathing properly? It's too tight."
"Male voice Ems, I'm not loosening it until you do it!"
"Please Katie?" her voice was even huskier when she made it deep, it sounded more like a teenage boy than a man, although it was good enough to fool anyone who didn't know better. Finally Katie did loosen it up a bit as she said she would and it made Emily instantly more comfortable.
"Do you think I should cut my hair too?"
"Well… you can always just hide it under a hat." suggested Katie. Which didn't sound like a bad idea?
The plan is to help her father with the maintenances of the Dukes home. It's the biggest house in Bristol, but you can call it a mansion and her fathers' job was to keep the outside looking pretty, clean, and proper. He didn't always need the job only until the farm died, but you can say it's good pay although not good enough. So as sweet as she is, Emily wanted to help. She had always been the more athletic and also the boyish one out of the twins. Playing games with boys, acting like one although she loved the fact that she was a girl, and lately she has been thinking about girls also just as a boy would. Most of her childhood was spent playing in the field. She loved the outdoors, so the job opportunity didn't sound like a bad idea to her. The catch was that the job had to be done by a male. Stupid sexist world they lived in. The Campbell's were the residents of the place but to be honest Emily didn't know much about them besides that they were noble blood and posh. She liked their money, did anything else really matter? No, and she could care less…
Today was her first day at the job. So she put her work uniform on after Katie left the room they shared and walked down stairs to be greeted by her family all staring at her.
"Fuck me with a stick, what happened to my sister?" said James. It seemed like it was Emily in their presence but she looked like a boy. Her brown work trousers and blue jumper made her skin look more attractively pale than it was already. Although her fiery red hair was hiding under a hat but still you can tell the color.
"What?" she asked
"Oh Emily, I think you just pulled this off dear." Those words of comfort came from her dad who wore a smile on his face, the kind of smile that felt honest and tender.
"Your dad is right love but just remember that you don't have to do this."
"Mum, I want too! So please just let me do this one thing plus it won't be for that long, just for spring and summer." so that meant only a couple months.
"Alright, alright. I'm just so nervous. What if you get caught! Can you imagine what could happen..."
They've gone through enough thinking about the consequences that they were all so tired of hearing it which made everyone sigh in annoyance besides Jenna who kept babbling on.
It was a bit chilly outside. Emily had been walking around following her dad learning what to do and how to do it. The house was bigger than what Emily though it would be and so creepy from the outside, or maybe it was just because it was foggy out that gave it that sort of vibe. Even though not creepy in a bad way, it was more like it was holding dark secrets or sad stories. As they continued to walk, Emily was introduced to the other workers all of them older than her, not very fun since her new name was Emilio and she was a long lost "nephew" from Spain. All the employees falling for the fake story as if their favorite thing to do was to eat shit, bull shit of course. She didn't forget to use her deeper voice around them either, all for the sake of the act.
Time went flying really quickly as the sun rose to a midpoint in the sky; it had become unusually hot for an April. She had been picking up fallen tree branches from the ground and trimming the hedge, watering the flowers, and mowing the dramatically large back yard. It was already past noon and about the time to go home. Emily only had one more job to do before leaving. It was to put hay for the horses in the barnyard. She doesn't like horses, so she lowered her head and dragged her feet so unwilling towards her destination. The sun warmed the back of her neck as she felt sweat slowly dragging its way downs her stomach to be absorbed by fabric or to evaporate leaving salts on her skin. It felt good as it did so, leaving a cool trail behind it. "Hard work always pays off." her father always said, right now she agreed with it because even though she was tired she was happy to accomplish everything. Step by step she came closer to the stable it was also as creepy as the house, with moss and vines growing on the dark wood like hands that raced to reach the top. The smell of manure hit Emily's nose, making her wonder why would anyone like horses. She grabbed the pitchfork and stabbed it to a pile of hay then dumped it into one of the slots with a horse, she continued doing so. There was like 13 horses, all really different colors and heights. One in particular was an ashy blonde, almost the color of sand or very light tea. It was a beautiful horse, tall and confident with a very nicely kept mane with braids in it. Who would do that, wondered Emily as she laughed silently to herself and walked closer to the horse. It lowered its head giving Emily permission to touch, which slowly Emily did. She was scared as she raised her hand, it inched closer and closer feeling the mammals hot breath on her hand. But as Emily was about to touch it the horse snapped at her hand, almost biting her with its huge teeth, giving Emily a fright. The horse then neighed as if it was laughing at her, making Emily feel used. She couldn't believe the horse just played a joke on her.
"She's trouble, don't mess with her." the voice startled Emily even more, she turned to the direction of the voice. It was a blonde. Wearing a dress, that wasn't too short or too long, it was beige. She wore barn boots and had her hair up in a messy ponytail, exposing her neck and her collar bone. Her skin was fair, and pale with a faint blush on her cheeks not to mention her lips that looked kissable and soft.. She look so graceful, and dainty. It made Emily bite her lower lip and swallow, making her dizzy and breathe shallow. The most captivating thing about the girl was her eyes. They were blue, the kind of blue that you would only see on the sunniest days, when there weren't clouds hanging around obscuring the sky.
"Deaf of something and what are you doing in here?"
"Wow, sorry, I'm Emily-O" she almost forgot her name but she cleared her throat.
"Emilio! That's me. I'm the new employee, groundskeeper" The blonde didn't seem to see the faultier in the red heads answer. To be honest, she seemed uninterested, but still walked towards Emily with a basket of carrots that Emily was too busy perving to notice before.
"Right." The Blonde was so beautiful, Emily couldn't stop staring at her as she petted the horse and fed it a carrot that it happily munched. She was lovely, and the dress really complimented her breast, as she stared at her cleavage now that it was close enough to see. Stop perving she though, so she looked up at the blonde that was to her surprise staring back at Emily with a knowing look. Being caught red handed admiring her beauty.
The blonde smiled at her "You're so sweaty," chuckling at her as she handed Emily the basket of carrots and started walking away towards the stable door, she was about to leave when she turned around and said "I'm Naomi by the way, and she only eats carrots." With that she left, who eats carrots, thought Emily. Her question was answered as the ashy blonde horse lowered its head to steal a carrot from the basket Emily was holding. With a shrug Emily dumped the carrots into the floor so the horse could it eat herself after almost biting Emily she didn't want to have any contact with it.
The jobs for the day were done. The sun was setting as evening came, she met her father and went home. They talked about their day as they walked. Emily didn't pay much attention to what she was saying of what her dad was saying. On her mind was only the lush lips of Naomi, her eyes, hey blonde thin hair, her cleavage. She began to day dream about seeing her again tomorrow, what she would say, what she would like to do to her. Unconsciously Emily smiled at her silly thoughts, I wouldn't mind falling in love, she though.