I have been waiting for this the entire time I was writing this. The servants always make me happy so this will be a happy time for me in the story. Meaning being with the servants and not Sebastian will be fun.

Chapter 7:

"Master Ciel who is this?" the one with the hat asked. He must be the gardener judging by the way he was dressed.

"Finnian, this is Celesta. She will be working at the Phantomhive Manor." Sebastian said.

"Oh! It will be nice to have another female here, yes it will!" the maid exaggerated.

"Hi. It's not to meet you all. Like Sebastian said my name is Celesta. I hope we'll get along."

"Oi! You never said she was American. It's nice to have one of me here." the one who looked like a chef.

"Celesta, this is the chef, Bard" he pointed to the one who states I was American, "this is the maid, Mey-rin" he pointed to the maid," ad this is Finnian, he is the gardener."

"Sebastian, I want to go inside already. Finny, Mey-rin Bard, you will all get to know her later. For now her and I have some business we need to clear. Let's go Sebastian, Celesta."

We headed in the manor and walked down a few halls. On the outside I knew this place was huge but I didn't think it would be huge enough where I would get lost. We were walking for only a few minutes but it felt like hours that we were walking. We reached a door and Sebastian opened it. The master walked in first and then I did. Following behind us was Sebastian. The young master sat down in a chair behind the desk that was in his room and I didn't know whether or not I should sit so I just stood there awaiting orders.

"Celesta sit." I did as I was told. "Now, what weaknesses and strengths do you have?"

"Weaknesses... well I guess you'll just have to find those out yourself seeing as how I don't even know my own weaknesses. Well, physically I don't know them but emotionally and mentally I have quite a few. I hate being alone, I hate failing and when I do I start to feel useless, when I feel useless I always mess things up when I try not being useless and I get angry easily so if anything happens and I lose my temper someone will always pay. My strengths... I guess I'm a decent fighter. I can manipulate people, and other strengths I haven't figure out myself yet."

"For not knowing your own strengths and weaknesses you do have a lot to say." Master said.

"Yeah well, I don't do a lot to know myself that well. Sometimes a person can know me better than myself."

It was quiet for a while but it was a comfortable quiet. Nothing seemed too awkward but it was still really quiet. Sebastian just stood behind the master and Ciel just sat there eyeing me like he was trying to unlock all of my secrets with just his one eye. I just sat there as emotionless as I can. I wasn't uncomfortable having him look at me like that but I sort of did wish he would stop looking at me like that.

"Celesta you can leave. Sebastian will show you to your new room. After you're done with that Sebastian get me some tea."

"Yes my lord."

The demon showed me to my room and when we got there he opened the door. I had to admit it was a nice room but it looked a little too girly for my liking. I wanted it a little more dark and a little less girly. I would just have to fix that later then when I got my own privacy.

"Here is your room. If you need anything just call and I will assist you."

"Thanks Sebastian. Oh one more thing before you go. You aren't going to lock me in this room are you? And can you tell me where the bathroom us before you go, just in case I wake up in the middle of the night and something happens." His face looked a little taken aback. I think he was surprised that I found out that the young master wanted me locked in my room until he felt like taking me out. But, you can't always keep a bird locked in its cage. It will always find the opportune moment to escape.

"If you wish to know where the restroom is, it is down the hall. It is visible to the eye. There will be no need to strain your eyes to see." And with that he left my room NOT locking the door. I was surprised he didn't lock the door. I wanted to do something but I didn't know what I wanted to do. I just sat there and thought about what I wanted to do. And then it hit me. Until my new master wants to see me then I could fix this room a little to my liking. So I took out anything that looked too bright and anything that looked too girly, which was surprisingly not that much. Though the other stuff might not have been bright and girly it wasn't my taste in design.

By the time I finished redecorating my room I looked at the work I did. Right when you walk in from the door you could see the bed. It was mainly color of black but under the covers were the bed sheets and they were white. The wall looked like it was blood red because I replaced the ugly blue before with the red. Everything else was just simple. The night stand only held the lamp and the dresser didn't hold much either. It had a brush a hand mirror although I don't know why it's there because there was a mirror attached to the dresser. And that's pretty much it. Other than that, if I were to change clothes I wouldn't change at all because the only thing I brought with me was a cloak and my circus attire. My stomach started rumbling and I realized I was hungry. I went to go to the kitchen but then I remembered that I didn't know here it was.

I had walked too far from my room and so now I was officially lost in the manor. I would have gone the master's study but I knew that if I tried to I would get lost again. As soon as I was about to give up I felt a dark presence around and knew it was Sebastian. I honestly didn't care if he thought I was trying to do something bad but I did have to explain myself to have him not want to kill me.

"Miss Celesta, may I ask what you are doing outside of you room?" he asked very darkly.

"I got hungry and decided to go to the kitchen when I forgot that I didn't know where it was." I answered blankly but honestly. He must have known I was telling the truth because he let up a little. But just because he was letting up a little didn't mean that I would let my guard down.

"If you needed assistance I would have gladly helped." he said plastering the fakest smile ever. If he wanted to play fake happiness I could do the sme thing. After all, I played a fake smile almost everyday.

Putting the most believable fake smile on my face I retorted back.

"I would have asked you but I felt you were too busy tending to the young master."

"Well, I was on my way to get him his afternoon snack. And since I am on my way I wouldn't mind showing you to the kitchen."

We headed to the kitchen in dead silence and pure hatred in the air. I was hoping that someday that pure hatred would at least be less hateful, if it makes any sense.