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- There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens. -

"Mother, please, I am twelve. I am perfectly capable of being left in the house alone. Besides, it's not even like I would be alone! Heaven knows there's always a maid around here somewhere, even when you and father are away!" A young Maura pleaded to her mother after hearing that she still plans to inflict a babysitter upon her when they go away.

"Sweetie, you know full well that is not the maids' duties to look after you when your father and I aren't around." Constance responded in an unprovoked tone, despite her attempts to display her care.

"But that's just it, mother!" She refutes.

Constance cuts her off before she can continue with, "Maura, do not start your sentences with 'but'." It seems as if Maura's intelligence matters more to her than her happiness does.

"Eugh!" She groans. "Mother," she says in an attempt to reclaim stable ground and win over her mother with maturity, "I am now twelve years old. I am tidy and have access to people who cook. I will even help with the cleaning." She bargains.

"Maura," her father chimes in. "You're mother and I are simply concerned for your safety and welfare. We know you can look after yourself," he lies, "but we want to maintain a social side of your life too. We want someone here to talk to you when we can't," he cleverly reasons without belittling Maura's abilities too much. "Now, your mother and I have thought long and hard about this, and we will not be changing our minds."

Although her attitude has softened a little since her father began speaking, she is still not particularly happy with the circumstances. "Fine," she says with a huff. "May I be excused to my room?"

Her father nods before lifting the newspaper up to his eyes again, smugly dismissing her.

••••

Maura has been studying since she arrived home from school. This evening is the one that her parents are to be leaving for the airport. Their trip is only to last a week as they dealt with business in Hong Kong. Admittedly, the work was mostly for her father, and her mother was simply going along as she sometimes did for a chance of a break. Not from Maura, but simply from the stress of her workplace, though to Maura this couldn't be further from the truth. She knew her parents loved and cared for her, - At least, she thought that's what she was supposed to believe, - but she always felt a little isolated from them. She always felt it was a challenge to be as she wanted at school and as she was expected at home, and couldn't understand why these two personas were mutually exclusive.
She heard three distinct voices coming from downstairs. One was her mother's, and one was certainly her father's (though, he spoke few words), and the third was an unfamiliar one that she couldn't seem to identify. She made her way to the hall where she peered down through the gaps in the hand-carved wooden railing. From where she was she could see the backs of both her parents and appeared to a black wavy creature moving in rhythm with the words she was hearing. With respect, she could only see about 2cm of it.

Quietly heading down the stairs, she fixed her clothes and hair at the prospect of a stranger in the house. Reaching the ground floor, she softly uttered, "I just came downstairs to get a glass of water." As she finished the last word she looked up passed her parents to see the most beautiful girl she had ever laid eyes upon. And with that, she was stilled, eyes fixed on the dark brown eyes and endless amount of lustrous hair before her. And that wasn't even mentioning the rest of her beautifully toned and lengthy body.

"Maura, don't stare," her mother tried to say subtly.

These words quickly pull Maura out of her fixed state and she shakes her head rapidly as if to shake off a feeling. "My apologies," she says letting a small shy smile show.

"Maura, this is Jane. She will be taking care of you in our absence," her father said politely.

"Um, hello Jane." Suddenly she doesn't seem bothered by the fact that she has a babysitter.

"Hi there, it's nice to meet you," the tall figure says holding out her right arm.

She nods politely in acknowledgement and reaches out her hand rather limply.

"I think your parents are about to head off. Would you like to show me to where I'll be sleeping?" She says with a smile attempting to engage the young girl before her.

"Ah!" Constance interrupts, "Do we get a goodbye before you go frolicking off?" She says with a smirk.

"Of course," she says, turning back towards her parents. "Goodbye mother, goodbye father. I hope you have a lovely and safe trip." She gives them each a hug that to an outsider would seem to lack any sort of real emotion. Jane doesn't seem to notice though. Either that or she is just being very polite about it.

At dinner that evening, Jane is somewhat surprised at the service of the maids and cooking staff. She was informed that this would be the case, but it was still a new experience for her. The closest thing she's ever had to a servant was when her brothers' had lost bets to her and made slave for a day. And they really weren't very good at it. "So, this is what it's like at your house all the time?"

"What do you mean?"

Jane rolls her eyes ever so slightly at the typical rich kid who isn't aware of what they've got. "I mean, do you always have people waiting on you hand and foot?"

"I suppose," she said shyly, noticing Jane's discontentment. "Really they're just here because it's what my parents want. There are so many things I want to do when I get older, and they don't involve house servants."

A little impressed, but more intrigued, Jane asked, "Oh yeah? What's that?"

Maura wriggles up in her chair so that she is sitting up straight, knowing that she's got the brunette's attention. "Well, I'd certainly like to travel." Maura pauses, trying to gauge Jane's response. "To Paris, for example. I've read so much about the geography and the culture. I think it would be spectacular to experience… on your own." She said as she glanced down an pushed the food around on plate with her fork.

It was at that moment that Jane realised Maura wasn't just a typical rich kid. She really was just like any other kid trying to make their way. And so, on that first night, Jane developed a newfound respect for the little girl she thought she'd hate.


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