Chapter 10

Mixed Feelings

I woke up the next morning not exactly feeling refreshed, but not that bad either. I rested well, but the dream disturbed me. It was so familiar.

It was my story. How I became who I am. What I am.

It was a memory. Nothing more. I put it out of my mind. No point thinking of things in the past. It' no like we can actually go back and fix them. Instead, I thought of the present. How should I make my first move?

The answer is: SHOPPING. I could think of better things, but my mind was mottled with sleep at time.

Muahaha.

I put on a pair of tight, hip hugging capris and a black blank tight t-shirt. I combed my hair and put a black baseball cap over it. Perfect.

I headed down the stairs, towards the dining room, this time looking out for where I was going. I was met at the bottom of the staircase by Butler. "Congratulations! You've received the job position! You start in three days. Thank you so much."

"Oh, no Mr. Butler, sir, thank YOU." I replied, putting on a cheeky smile. Just then, my stomach growled noisily.

"Miss Greenwich, breakfast is served. Mister Artemis is already down there. He seems to be requesting your audience. Can't imagine why…" He walked off thinking to himself. Such an odd man, seriously.

I walked slowly down to the dining room. I could smell the bread and pancakes. Yum. Artemis appeared in the doorway of the dining room. "Oh there you are. I was just about to go looking for you."

"Well let's just be glad THAT didn't happen hmm? We could have had another…let's just say… 'mishap' on the stairs." I smiled sweetly, laughing internally at the biting sarcasm of what I just said. No matter, he damn well deserved it.

"Mmm…we wouldn't want that would we? No, no…instead I just need to discuss something with you. Please come inside," he said.

I followed him inside the magnificent dining room. There was an oak table in the center, looking out on the long driveway and an apple tree. The walls were red, painted with gold embossments. To put it simply: it was beautiful.

He pulled a chair out for me and I sat down, fighting the urge to slap his hand away from the chair. I CAN sit down myself, thanks. I started out the conversation after a few minutes of awkward silence. "Soo…what did you want to talk to me about anyways?" I noticed how he was wearing dress pants, a nice blue shirt, and tie. Fashion disaster? Oh, definitely.

"Erm…well, I…I just…I just want to apologize…for…last night. The falling on the stair part. So…sorry. I'm sorry." He muttered. This was most uncharacteristic of him.

This truly shocked me. An APOLOGY?? Coming from the I-Am-So-Great-Look-At-Me Fowl?! "Oh…well…apology accepted. I'm also sorry…about the stair part. I should have been paying more attention to where I was going. Sorry."

"Accepted." Fowl replied.

"Hey…listen…um, maybe to apologize fully…maybe…I know this sounds kind of stupid but, wanna go shopping today?" I asked. WHAT WAS GOING ON WITH ME?!!

"Oh. Well…I some erm business-very important matters-to discuss with ahem very important people. I don't believe so." He looked very uncomfortable at the prospect of shopping. Butler suddenly walked in.

"Master Fowl, the young lady is offering an apology...Why don't you go and get some fresh air. It will be good for you."

"Hm...Perhaps. I suppose I shall go."

"Ok! Meet you back here in ten!" I shouted over my shoulder. THIS was going to be fun.