On revies! I'm trying not to care and be an independent writer and all that stuff and not depend on reviews, but you gotta amit, they're nice. Like guys. Not many in my life, (just crushes, sigh), but I don't need them. Not one bit. But sometimes, like when those darn teenage hormones get a hold on me, I really wish I had one.

Great analogy right? REVIEW IF YOU AGREE, REVIEW IF YOU DON'T.

Enjoy!

Ch4

Marie face scrunched up as the song faded. "What? You didn't like it?" asked Amy as she sat down on the bed, to regain her breath.

"It sounded really… what's the word, it means rebellious and revolting against something, I've forgotten the word," mused Marie, who didn't feel tired, probably because of the hours in their personal gym, but nonetheless sat down, facing Amy.

"Do you mean anarchy?"

"Ah, yes, that's what I mean. The people sound as if they would like to set something on alight, and then run around like those funny horses with carrots tied to a stick hanging if front of them."

"That's pretty good observing," nodded Amy, "but that's why it's so awesome, it's just the way I feel sometimes when my people try to feel bad for me and try to keep me in the dark about my parent, I haven't told you about them yet have I?" Marie shook her head.

"Then I should probably tell you before anyone else does. My parents are in an open relationship with each other."

"What does that mean?"

"Basically, it means they allow each other to sleep with other people, but they're still married."

Marie's eyes widened. How could Amy talk about something like this so openly? Get a grip, Marie. You're in a different world now, you've got to learn to adapt. "Why? Don't they like each other?"

Amy sighed, "We've had a gajillion family conversations about this. Apparently they still love each other in the inside, but they for some reason, they hate each other on the outside, so they both let each other cheat to get rid of their sexual tensions. It's has to do with how they met on an internet chat room or something."

"I doubt my parents have ever cheated on each other. They're both too busy with work to bother with anything else. We haven't even had a family conversation in years. And now I guess we never will."

"Oh, I forgot! I'm so sorry! I'm been complaining about my parents, when so much worse happened to your parents! Don't you have any other relatives?"

"None that I know of. It was always just me and my parents. Well, mostly me and sometimes Calvin. I had a lot of servants, but I was never allowed to talk to them like I'm talking to you."

"That sounds a way lonelier life than I'd imagine a bazillionaire's daughter to live. At least I have my brother."

"You have a brother! I feel so jealous! I've always wanted a sibling, preferably an older one though."

"Well, my brother is actually two years younger than me. I'm twenty and Griffin is sixteen. You know what? I'll be your honorary older sister!"

"That sounds like a dream! I am only sixteen as well. However, I definitely thought you were at least younger than eighteen."

"Oh, I get that all the time. I guess I'm just not mature enough for the rest of the world, which is fine by me. "

"That's nice to know. Do your parents work here too?"

"Nope, they work in Oklahoma, designing watches. I know, weird right?"

Marie smiled, "No weirder than having parents who are trying to find a cure to CPS. And reverse ozone depletion. And invent an energy source that relies on fish scales or hair follicles or something. Trust me, my parents are at least as weird as yours. Anyway, so you and your brother live here, while your parents live in Oklahoma?"

"Yep, that's how it's been going for a while. I've lived here for four years now, though I think I've already told you. Griffin's on his second year here. He's also an under-gardener like you and a bellhop. The other people who work here are Angie, Clara, Arty, Andrew, Javier, Ellen, Katrina, and Grant. You probably shouldn't try to remember those names. You'll meet them later anyway. Patty just moved to Brazil, so you'll be replacing her. I'll introduce you at dinner. We usually have dinner at seven, but there's a late dinner at nine for those who have shifts at seven."

"Oh. I've been wondering about the work. I have never worked before in my life, so I was wondering how I'm supposed to learn."

"You'll probably learn on the job. It'd be great if you could start soon, because the rest of us have been working extra to cover Patty's shifts."

Marie grudgingly nodded yes.

"You'll also probably have to start school soon. You'll be a junior with Griffin. We don't have a school here, so you'll have to take classes online. That's why you and Griffin have only two jobs each. I finished school a few years ago and I've been studding Culinary Arts here. In other words I'm training to be a chef under Clara. Just wait, someday I'm gonna be a kick-ass pastry chef!"

"I don't doubt you at all," replied Marie honestly.

"Thanks, it's nice to hear that," Amy glanced at the time on her phone and freaked out a little, "Oh my gosh, its already five! I have my waitressing shift at five-fifteen!"

"Then go! You don't want to be late! I'll unpack my stuff and get ready for dinner, and then you can pick me up before seven, so I won't get lost on the way to the place we eat stuff, whatever it's called."

"It's the second dining hall, called Mess, for short. Quick, give me your phone number!"

They quickly exchanged numbers. "Alright, so I'll come get you around seven! It sounds like a date!" winked Amy, running to her room to change.

Sooooo. Publishing all my junk at one in the morning… I probably should not be doing this, but I'm too tired to really process how bad this might be. Oh well. I'VE GOT MORE WHERE THIS IS COMING FROM! MUHAHAHA.

Review topics, in case you want to leave a review, but don't know what to write about: AMY. Well, actually, that's my only topic. Any opinions about her? Anything really. Shes got a lot going on. Her brother, her parents, her herself.

Thanks FlyingSolo365/Lilah for that one first review! Like the first domino falling! Then all of a sudden there's all these random dominos falling everywhere. Hope you're not regretting this!

Toodaloo.

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