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Chapter 2

Turns out, the answer was yes. I needed the money, and they would pay me greatly. So what if I had to hang out with a stuck-up prince pop star? I think what they were giving me, was worth wasting my time.

So, I got myself ready for Friday. Which was tomorrow. When I say "got ready", I meant: made sure I wouldn't chicken out. I don't think I could really tell the other girls. Ari would immediately have a new status on every website she went to, saying that her best friend was a maid for THE Louis. The fangirls would maul me...

"Miette, I'm not sure about this! What if they decide I can't clean enough, or greatly?" I stuttered, pacing and waving my arms around.

Miette gave me a bemused expression as if to say, "You've been cleaning your whole life. How are you NOT good? Grow a brain, Corrine."

I sighed, "You're right, Miette." Plopping down, I put my face in my hands, murmuring, "You're always right."

Miette meowed, jumped up, and rubbed against my leg. I cooed and itched behind her fuzzy orange ears. As Vivica would say, "Oh, regarde qu'elle est adorable! Oh, look how adorable she is!"

Miette purred happily. I'm glad I have Miette to be here for me when my friends can't. I just wish I still had Momma and Daddy here. But I knew I couldn't go back to Momma after all the rejections. She would be ashamed of her daughter, her foolish, childish daughter.

I wouldn't go back unless I had the uniform to show that I was a spy.

As if reading my thoughts, Miette stopped rubbing and glared at me. Even though she and I "spoke" two different languages, Miette adored Momma, and I could tell that she understood and she felt like Momma would be proud of me either way, like Daddy.

But that was the point. Momma used to have Daddy. He was a prodigy spy, I was the wannabe. If she's already had the best, how would she want something smaller?


Soon, it was time for dinner. My nerves fluttered. Just a few hours before I had to go back to Starbucks and tell them my decision... Maybe -

Miette snarled. I blinked, and shook my head. No, Corrine! Keep your head in the game! Sighing, I finished cooking the pasta for dinner, set down a plate for Miette (who adored pasta), and munched slowly on mine, staring at the wall.

How I wish Ari, Vivi, and Renee were here. How I yearn for Momma and want Daddy to come back alive. My eyes teared up, and I threw the rest of the pasta away. Miette watched me, concerned like always, meowing in distaste as I barely ate anything.

"Goodnight, Miette," I whispered, kissing her head and going upstairs. Once I covered myself with the blanket, I was out...


My eyes squinted as I brushed furiously at my teeth. Miette raised an eyebrow. I glanced at her and mumbled, "Trying to look my best, need pearl whites," with toothpaste in my mouth. Miette cackled in her odd kitten way, and left.

After I finished scrubbing furiously, I brushed the blood away. I needed to look my best, including white teeth. Not that I had yellow, but they now honestly looked like a Barbie's teeth. Perfect.

Grinning from cheek to cheek, forcefully, I went back to my small room to change. Grabbing my black skinny jeans, a red tanktop, and Converses, I began to put on my bra when I heard Skype ringing.

I clicked for it to show up, and there sat Vivi, and Renee. "Hi!" they chorused, watching as I walked around half naked, trying to dress. Because of the time difference, they got used to seeing me like this.

"Hey," I said, muffled as I pulled on my tanktop and skirt.

"Ohh! Does somebody have a date today?" purred Renee. I blushed and shook my head, "No! Definitely not!"

"Oh, somebody certainly does!" Vivi squealed.

"Ari! Get your ass over here! CORRINE HAS A DATE!" Renee yelled. I winced, hearing Ari's return scream. Ari jumped on the bed, on top of Renee, and squealed.

"What the hell, Corrine?! You have a date and didn't IMMEDIATELY tell us the second after!?" Ari shouted, flapping her arms. Renee slapped them away and shoved her inbetween her and Vivi, off her back.

"Guys! It's not a date - " I began. Vivi snorted. "I... I got a job."

Time froze. Ari's face fell, and I felt guilty. "You? Got a job. Where? McDonalds?" Renee skeptically demanded. I nodded. "Fine, Corrine, you can lie to us, but we know the truth."

"Guys..." I felt awful lying to them. They were like my sisters. No, not like, they ARE my sisters. I tell them everything. Well, TOLD.

They cut the connection, and I sighed, finishing up my preparations and hurrying out the house to Starbucks, guilt eating at my insides...


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