May looked up at the huge house infront of her and smiled slightly. The house had a grand proud appearence to it. She walked up the path way and knocked on the door waiting for someone to answer. A slightly over weight woman in her early fifties opend the door. Her hair was going gray and she had a chubby cheerful face with rosey cheeks. May smiled at her.
"You must be the new maid" the woman said in a booming cheerful voice that nearly blew May away.
"Yes i'm May Taylor, nice to meet you" She said warmly.
"I'm Mrs Gibson the cook" Said the woman."Well don't just stand there come on in!"
May smiled as she entered the grand house.
"Miss Collins is in the living room, she's expecting you so go right on through" The woman said before disappearing down the hallway.
And the living room would be where...she thought to herself. She walked into the first door on her right and peeked inside. It was quite a large room but then the whole house seemed to be huge. It looked a bit like an office. She stepped inside and looked around. She knew she shouldn't but May was always looking into things that weren't really any of her business. The wooden floor had been polished to perfection. The walls were lined with sheleves that were full of trophies and other awards. There was a bookcase in the corner that was so full Lynette would have thought she was in heaven if she had seen it all. What really caught her eye was the desk in the centre of the room. She ran a finger across the smooth golden table. It was a polished and perfect as the rest of the room. It was as smooth as silk, the edges were rounded and the draws glided open and shut without making a sound. A lifes work had gone into making it. May smiled, she imagined herself as the owner of a house like this. Sitting in a smart business suit in the office and walking down a grand staircase dressed in a white evening gown greeting people at the door when she threw partiess and invited all of her important friends. Dozens of candels would light the house, there would be soft music in the background and waiters would be carrying tray of champagne. But it was just a fantasy, a dream and a tap on the shoulder brought her back to reality. May spun around to see a woman who looked to be about the same age as May. She had shoulder length brown hair with blonde highlights. Cold blue eyes, she was fairly silm and fairly short. May blushed at being caught snooping around.
"I was looking for the living room..." she started
"Well it's not here" the woman said looking down her nose at May.
May followed the woman out of the office towards the living room. As soon as her back was turned May's eyes narrowed. Already May disliked the woman but she needed a job to get the money together so she was going to have to be the perfect little angel. It was a good thing May wanted to be an actress or she might not have pulled it off.
Miss Collins been shocked by the girls beauty. She couldn't believe it, she had been expecting some little mousey girl, intead she had gotten May who's hair shone like gold satin and had the biggest brightest eyes she had ever seen. Well that wouldn't work for her at all. Miss Collins didn't trust her husband not to fall for this girl. But she had already hired her and she couldn't very well get rid of her before she had even started work. She sat down on the couch and signalled for May to sit down next to her.
"I'm Lucy Collins" the woman said introducing herself.
May smiled as she looks about the living room, it was just as posh as the office.There were oriental rugs on the wooden polished floor. Huge comfy cream couches and armchairs and an antique cabinet filled with expensive looking china plates. She frowned slightly the whole house seemed perfect and now she was being given the job of cleaning it. She still didn't know what possesed her mother to get her the job May had never so much as washed a dish never mind cleaning a house but still a job was a job.
"So May, do you want to work for me?" asked Lucy
May put on her brightest smile. No she didn't want to be some stuck up cows maid but she wasn't going to tell her that.
"Yes i'd love to work for you, and it is such a beautiful house" she replied
Lucy smiled with pride she had picked out everything herself, her fiance didn't like it but he let her do anything she wanted.
"Well May your room is upstairs, Joe our gardener will show you where it is, i expect you to have laid the table by seven, we're having people over so the silver will have to be polished ready.
"Ok not a problem" she said brightly but she groaned inwardly. This woman seemed to have an obsession with polishing, everything in her house sparkeled.
Joe the gardener came through to meet in her in the living room and took her upstairs to her bedroom. She looked around the tiny little bedroom. The walls were plain cream and there was a plain white bedspread on the bed. Nothing fancy, it wasn't anything like the rest of the house. She started to unpack her suitcase putting her things away in the wooden chest of draws. She put her hair up into a french pleat and put on her uniform. A plain navy blue dress and an apron. May rolled her eyes as she looked at herself in the mirror. What century did that woman think she was in anyway. May felt like she had stepped into the 1950's. But you're getting paid alot of money she reminded herself.
Downstairs Lucy Collins was sat in the back garden reading a magazine silently fuming to herself for not checking out a thing about her new maid before she hired her. Joe the gardener was busy working away trimming the hedges in the front garden when a car pulled up in the driveway.
"What are you doing back so soon?" he asked as a man stepped out of the car.
"Got off work early" the man replied
"The new maid has arrived" Joe told him with a wink.
The man rolled his eyes but he had a smile on his face.
"What's this one like?" he asked
"young, blonde, blue eyes, great figure" Joe told him.
"So what's wrong with her?" he asked knowing full well that his wife wouldn't hire anyone pretty because she didn't trust him.
"Nothing, well not really, it's just she's almost too pretty, if you get what i mean" Joe replied
"What do you mean?" he asked
"Well she's gorgeous don't get me wrong but i just get the feeling there's somthing not quite right" Joe explained.
Lucy came walking out of the front door.
"I thought i heard the car" she said with a bright smile on her face" welcome home sweetie!"
