A/N Yeah….I kinda forgot to mention some stuff that might confuse you people so here it is….one-Mel came to the school in the middle of the year, I kinda talked about it, but I'm not sure if you guys got it. The other thing is I said there was a dance on Friday, but I didn't tell you the current date, so let's just say it was Wed., when Mokuba asked her. Yeah….Wednesday….
Mel raced to the house after school, after she got off the bus, although she wasn't running that fast, considering her flip flops. She stood at the iron gates and pressed the speaker to let her in. The gates creaked open to let her jog onto the circular drive-way, and galloped up the marble steps. She was so excited to tell her father about how Mokuba asked her to the dance. For some strange reason, she felt like she always had to prove herself to him; make him proud. She didn't know why, but one of the conclusions she came up with was that, possibly, because he didn't really know her, she wanted to show him what he missed. Or maybe she felt that if she did this, he would like her, and realize that it was a mistake to send her away. But she wasn't sure.
"Hey, Anthony, is my father home?" She asked the doorman. She was a lot less mean now, because she was too excited about her father's reaction to the news.
"I'm sorry Miss. Melody, he is still at work. He works very late, I expect he won't come home until one or two," Anthony answered.
"Oh, ok then," Mel said in a hushed tone. She slumped into the house, and dropped her backpack onto the floor. She should have expected this, she knew her dad worked hard, she was just so caught up in the anticipation of her father, she must have forgotten.
"Rose Marie, is there anyway I can see my father at work? Like can you get me a car or something….now," She ordered. She couldn't help it, her attitude affected her mood, and right now, she was angry. She wasn't one to hide her feelings, unless she had reason too.
"Of course Miss. Melody, anything you wish," She rushed to call a car for her new boss.
Mel sighed. As much as she was angry, she didn't like it when she took it out on other people. She felt bad that Rose Marie had to take that, she had no choice; it was suck it up here, or suck it up somewhere else. Mel pulled up a chair, and sat at the kitchen table. She waited for the maid to tell her she can go. And soon enough…
"A car is on its way, Miss. Melody. Is there anything else it can get you?" The maid asked her.
"Just bring me a Yodel and that's all, thanks," Mel commanded. At least she said thanks this time.
The maid left and returned in a matter of seconds with her snack.
"God, are these people really that lazy that they can't get up, walk across the room, and get them something for themselves. I have a husband and four kids, and I do everything myself." The maid thought to herself.
Mel got up, and decided to wait outside for the car. She needed to get some air; this house was way too stuffy. Her old house was small and comfy. This house was so big you could get lost, and she did get lost actually. What can one man do with so much space? Wait, she didn't want to know.
Soon enough, and sleek black Rolls Royce pulled up to her. A tall skinny man with shiny black hair (as a result of too much hair gel) with a black outfit and white gloves came out of the vehicle. She didn't know if this guy was her new driver, or if he was just a temp. Either way, she didn't care. He opened the door for her and she slid in.
The ride took about ten minutes, because her father was smart enough not to live too far from work. The car stopped in front of a huge building that read, Industrial Illusions. This was the first time she saw her father's work. She was excited to see what he did.
"Thanks….uh…..driver. I'll call you or something when I want to go home," She explained. He just nodded and went back in the car and drove away. He was pretty rude. He didn't tell her his name; he didn't say anything to her. Didn't he know who she is? Or more importantly who her father is? He better watch himself, because she had power over him. Oh God. She was becoming an egotistical bitch. This has got to stop. But it will have to wait, because people where staring at her.
She walked in and asked the front desk lady where she could find the Executive and CEO offices. Her father was über big. The lady told her the 23rd floor. She politely thanked her, and made her way to the huge gold elevator. She rode it to the 23rd floor as told, and entered the offices area.
She strolled up to her dad's secretary and asked to see him. The lady, whose nameplate said Sakuya, nodded.
"Do you have an appointment?" Sakuya asked.
"No….but I know he wants to see me," She answered confidently.
"I'm sorry Miss, but you can't see him without an appointment," She told her in and obnoxiously high pitched voice.
Mel was not ready to take no for an answer.
"Listen to me, Sakuya; I know he wants to see me. He told me to come. Now either you let me in now, or I let myself in and get you fired. I may be young, but trust me; I have a lot of power over you. Now do you want to test me, because I can assure you, you will lose," She was about two inches away from Sakuya's face. The little secretary looked slightly frightened.
"And who may I say is coming?" The lady gave in. She was not in the mood to argue. Plus, this girl really did seem like she could get her in trouble.
"Tell him it's his da-," She paused, remembering that he told her not to tell her he was his daughter, "Tell him it's Melody Harting."
Sakuya pushed the buzzer
"Mr. Pegasus, a young girl named Melody Harting wants to see you, sir," She said.
You could hear him sigh. "Yes, yes. Let her in," He answered.
Mel just strolled by giving the lady an "I told you so" look. She just scowled in response.
She stopped at the huge wooden door and read the golden plate.
"Wow, Maximillion Pegasus, CEO, nice," She thought, as she entered the room, and then closed the door.
The room was big, but somewhat plain. There was a medium sized wooden desk where he father sat, surrounded by papers. There where two padded chairs in front of the desk, probably where clients sat, filing cabinets against the wall, and a plasma TV, so he could watch the news she guessed. And there, in a really big leather chair was her dad, looking straight at her.
"What in the world are you doing here!You should never EVER disturb me at work! I'm so busy, not to mention how suspicious people must be, because there is a twelve year old girl in my office! You could ruin everything! What can possibly be soooo important that it couldn't wait until I got home? What can possibly be soooo important that you could possibly blow everything to come here? And now I have to come up with an excuse to who you are. Why did you come here!" Pegasus shouted at her. He was waving his arms around to emphasize how angry he was.
"Um…I-I just thought you would like to know that Mokuba asked me out today, to a dance on Friday, and I said yes. He seemed to really like me, because he asked me again right after I declined, you know, yesterday. He also jumped up when I said yes. I also got to know more about him, too," She whispered, but just loud enough for him to hear.
He sat back down in his chair and leaned forward. "He did, did he? I suppose that is very important news. I guess there are arrangements that need to be addressed. Hair, make-up, accessories, is this dance formal?"
She nodded. "It's the winter formal, ya know for Christmas and stuff. It's like the biggest dance of the year until the spring formal," She answered back.
"Well then I guess I will have to get someone to get you the perfect dress, is he picking you up?"
Mel smirked. "That's the best part, I called him before and he said for me to meet him at Kaiba Corp…. at his brother's office," Mel was pleased in how well she did.
He father rubbed his chin with his right hand. "Really. That's fantastic. I guess the plan can be put into action sooner then we thought. Do you think there is a way to actually get in his office?" He asked.
"Um…I'm not sure. Maybe I can try once I'm there or something," She responded.
"Well, we'll see. No leave me alone, so I can get back to work. We can work out the kinks later. Now NEVER interrupt me at work. Here, take my work number," He handed her a business card, "Remember, always use the name Harting, Melody Harting. If anyone knows that you are the daughter to Maximillion Pegasus, our plan will be discovered," He explained.
"I know, I know," She rolled her eyes, "It's the name I gave Mokuba too."
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her close, she stiffened up.
"Don't you EVER roll your eyes at me again! I don't tolerate disrespect and sassiness from anyone, even if you are my daughter, let's make that clear." He looked her straight in the eyes, as he pronounced every single syllable. She nodded. That was all she could do, she was scared at his sudden burst of anger, not to mention she was still creeped out about his gold eye thing. A Millennium Eye was it? She was told never to talk about it though.
"Now go home, I'll see you whenever. Oh, I might have one of my employee's
come over to go over a plan with you, Damien, his name is."
"OK," she said, "Ah, Damien again. I remember him. So he was in on this too," She thought.
He looked at her and smiled, "Operation destroy Seto Kaiba is a go."