The wind blew hard across the field that were filled with wheat, in the midst of the sea of gold stood a girl, her black hair in thick plaits and silver eyes staring down ant the heavy bag of grain that she had to lug all the was up to the top of the hill where Whitlock plantation was located. She raised a brown hand to her forehead whipping away the sweat that had started to fall from the blazing sun; sighing the girl picked up the bag and started up the hill.
Why she had to do this was beyond her, she was sure her "masters" were more than capable of doing the work themselves, they had after all built the damn plantation, but her mother always told her , 'we are here to work, they bought us and so we must do as we are told or suffer the consequences'. She snorted 'suffer the consequences' what could they do lynch her, wow she was scared of that, it would be there own souls they were damning not hers. Still lugging the bag up the hill she paused to look at the young master. They had been friends once. Before he went away to school and was taught to treat her as an inferior. Even, after that he would still bring her something on her birthdays; teach her all that he had been taught at school. She smiled and carried on her way not noticing her blonde master looking at her through the corner of his eye.
When she finally reached the top she gave the bag to her father, who pilled it up to make hay stacks. She decided that since she had a break she would go down to the lake to bathe and refresh herself. She climbed through many different passages in the woods near the house finally coming to a secluded part of the lake where she could bathe in privacy without having to bathe in her clothing.
She stripped and moved her clothes to a hiding place so they could not be stolen, with a slight smile on her face she stepped into the cool water before groaning at the soothing effect it had on her aching, burning limbs. She clothed her eyes and let the feeling take over, just drifting to sleep. ' So is the water nice then' her eyes popped open to see no other person but her blonde headed master steering at her with curiosity ' u-u-um yes it's very nice master' she stuttered cheeks burning when she came to realisation of what he was staring at. He grinned and started to strip, 'So then you won't mind if I join you then eh? Rikka and how many times have I told you that I still want you to call me Jasper.' Jasper uttered before stripping himself and jumping in to the lake