A/N: Writing this story has been a blast and I really think that I might actually finish this story than rather ditch it. LOL!
Chapter 4
Buffy cringed at the look the man in front of her gave her. Her uncle didn't seem to like her much or at least he didn't give any sign for her to think otherwise. She looked at the woman, slightly shorter than her uncle, and smiled a bit. The woman who was supposidly her aunt looked sincere and warm hearted. As the for her cousin, the oldest of two, seemed like she was completly bored and was dragged to come welcome Buffy. Buffy glanced at her quickly before averting her eyes to the smallest child, who looked about eight. She seemed like a lovely girl. She smiled at Buffy in a way that made Buffy feel somewhat like she was part of the family.
Buffy didn't know if she should have said something or just waited till one of the family members had spoken up. Her worries were halted when her Aunt Caroline spoke," Welcome, Buffy. It's so wonderful to have you in the family. Let your Uncle Thomas take those bags for you. We've got a long way to walk."
"Oh, you mean there's no carriage?"
The older daughter glared at Buffy and the younger sister simply shook her
head no, looking down.
"No, we will be walking. It's only about two miles from here," replied Caroline.
Buffy inwardly cringed at the reply, but decided not to say anything since one of her cousins was just about ready to knock her down on the ground and strangle her. Buffy nodded her head in agreement as best as she could instead of refusing to walk.
After about a mile and a half, Buffy fell to her knees and sighed. The rest of the family looked behind them to see Buffy laying on her back, arm thrown over her forehead, and the other arm on her stomach.
"Buffy, dear? What's wrong?"asked Aunt Caroline.
Buffy groaned," I can't go on. My feet are killing me in these heels and this dress is too warm for this weather."
"Oh, you poor darling. Stella?" said Aunt Caroline, looking over at her eldest daughter," Would you mind trading shoes with Buffy?"
"Mother! I-" cried Stella, but was cut off by her mother's stern look.
"Fine," mumbled Stella, as she yanked off her shoes that were made of the thinnest and cheapest leather sold.
Buffy looked at the shoes and crinkled her eyebrows together in confusion. " You call those shoes? Why heaven's sake, those are merely pieces of cloth sewn with the poorest string one can find! Here, let me give you these," said Buffy as she took the trunk from her uncle and opened it. She pulled out a pair of beautiful shoes embroidered with the finest jewels.
Stella's eyes widened at the sight of the beauties, but quickly shook her head and replaced the face of awe to a face of disgust. " I would never take anything from you! You're just a rich snob that is rudely taking over our home just because your poor grandfather died. Well, you know what!? I think you should go back to your grand palace back in Barbados and stay there because for heaven's sake, none of us surely want to see your dishonored face here again!"
And with that, Stella put on her shoes quickly and held her head high as she turned around and walked away.
Buffy looked shocked and close to tears. She looked down at her younger cousin, Ava, who hugged the skirt of her dress. She placed her palm on the back of the young girl's back and forced a smile.
"Oh, Buffy! You'll have to excuse her! She is simply not well today," said Aunt Caroline, looking sympathetically at Buffy. Her uncle grunted and closed the trunk then placed it in his other hand and followed Stella.
"It's alright. I understand."
After a few moments of silence, Buffy took a deep breath and grabbed the sides of the skirt of her dress and continued walking down the dirt covered path with her Aunt Caroline and Ava on her heels.
A/N: Please review and I'm so sorry for the short chapter. I have the chapters organized all according to the events that take place in them.
Chapter 4
Buffy cringed at the look the man in front of her gave her. Her uncle didn't seem to like her much or at least he didn't give any sign for her to think otherwise. She looked at the woman, slightly shorter than her uncle, and smiled a bit. The woman who was supposidly her aunt looked sincere and warm hearted. As the for her cousin, the oldest of two, seemed like she was completly bored and was dragged to come welcome Buffy. Buffy glanced at her quickly before averting her eyes to the smallest child, who looked about eight. She seemed like a lovely girl. She smiled at Buffy in a way that made Buffy feel somewhat like she was part of the family.
Buffy didn't know if she should have said something or just waited till one of the family members had spoken up. Her worries were halted when her Aunt Caroline spoke," Welcome, Buffy. It's so wonderful to have you in the family. Let your Uncle Thomas take those bags for you. We've got a long way to walk."
"Oh, you mean there's no carriage?"
The older daughter glared at Buffy and the younger sister simply shook her
head no, looking down.
"No, we will be walking. It's only about two miles from here," replied Caroline.
Buffy inwardly cringed at the reply, but decided not to say anything since one of her cousins was just about ready to knock her down on the ground and strangle her. Buffy nodded her head in agreement as best as she could instead of refusing to walk.
After about a mile and a half, Buffy fell to her knees and sighed. The rest of the family looked behind them to see Buffy laying on her back, arm thrown over her forehead, and the other arm on her stomach.
"Buffy, dear? What's wrong?"asked Aunt Caroline.
Buffy groaned," I can't go on. My feet are killing me in these heels and this dress is too warm for this weather."
"Oh, you poor darling. Stella?" said Aunt Caroline, looking over at her eldest daughter," Would you mind trading shoes with Buffy?"
"Mother! I-" cried Stella, but was cut off by her mother's stern look.
"Fine," mumbled Stella, as she yanked off her shoes that were made of the thinnest and cheapest leather sold.
Buffy looked at the shoes and crinkled her eyebrows together in confusion. " You call those shoes? Why heaven's sake, those are merely pieces of cloth sewn with the poorest string one can find! Here, let me give you these," said Buffy as she took the trunk from her uncle and opened it. She pulled out a pair of beautiful shoes embroidered with the finest jewels.
Stella's eyes widened at the sight of the beauties, but quickly shook her head and replaced the face of awe to a face of disgust. " I would never take anything from you! You're just a rich snob that is rudely taking over our home just because your poor grandfather died. Well, you know what!? I think you should go back to your grand palace back in Barbados and stay there because for heaven's sake, none of us surely want to see your dishonored face here again!"
And with that, Stella put on her shoes quickly and held her head high as she turned around and walked away.
Buffy looked shocked and close to tears. She looked down at her younger cousin, Ava, who hugged the skirt of her dress. She placed her palm on the back of the young girl's back and forced a smile.
"Oh, Buffy! You'll have to excuse her! She is simply not well today," said Aunt Caroline, looking sympathetically at Buffy. Her uncle grunted and closed the trunk then placed it in his other hand and followed Stella.
"It's alright. I understand."
After a few moments of silence, Buffy took a deep breath and grabbed the sides of the skirt of her dress and continued walking down the dirt covered path with her Aunt Caroline and Ava on her heels.
A/N: Please review and I'm so sorry for the short chapter. I have the chapters organized all according to the events that take place in them.