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4. Susan
Will had to pick up his pace to keep up with Margaret. She was very tall, and walked with a long stride. She noticed how fast he was going and laughed, slowing down a bit.
"I heard that they found you floating on the ocean," she said, smiling half of a smile.
Will nodded, blushing slightly. "Eliz- Miss Swann saw me. If it wasn't for her, I would be dead right now, and probably many others would be too."
"Hmm." Margaret's smile grew larger. "Miss Swann must be an interesting companion."
"I don't understand what you mean." Will frowned as Margaret laughed.
"There certainly is never a dull moment around her," Margaret explained. "She's always very busy with some kind of mischievous business."
"She doesn't get herself into trouble, does she?" Will couldn't imagine Elizabeth being swatted with a switch. She would probably cry.
Margaret must have understood his meaning. "Occasionally, but then she must study longer, or perhaps she cannot go outside and play for a few days."
Will let out a sigh of relief, which made Margaret laugh even harder. "What is so funny?"
"You are a sweet child." Margaret held a door open for him as they stepped outside, heading towards a small building not too far from where they were standing. It was smaller than the mansion, and it did not seem as lavish.
"Those are the servant's quarters," Margaret informed him, taking his hand and continuing. "You will be staying there. If you ever need anything, feel free to come to me and ask, all right?"
Will nodded. "Yes, ma'am."
Margaret laughed again. "You're certainly more polite than Susan."
"Who is she?"
"Susan is my daughter," Margaret answered. "She's a bit...headstrong. You two will get along fine, though."
"Headstrong?"
Margaret looked down at him, a twinkle in her eyes. "You'll see what I mean."
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"I'm going to have to leave you here," Margaret said, sounding regretful. She had just taken Will to his room. It was plain, but it had a bed and a chest of drawers. "Go ahead and get settled in. If you need anything, ask someone. Susan should be around here somewhere."
Will smiled. "I'll be fine." He watched Margaret go, feeling a bit lonely. He flopped down on the bed and shut his eyes, thinking of what Margaret had said about Elizabeth.
He supposed that he could imagine her doing something mischievous, but he still couldn't imagine her getting into any kind of trouble. He wondered what things she did that deserved even only a small reprimand.
Will suddenly felt very tired. He yawned. Perhaps he would doze off for just a little...
BANG.
Shouts came from downstairs. Will groaned, pulling his pillow over his head. Couldn't these people go for just an hour without making any noise?
"I'm fine," someone was saying. "I'll just go change."
Will could hear someone pounding up the stairs. He heard them walk down the hall.
"Who are you?"
Will sighed, hoping that the voice wasn't addressing him. He sat up anyway. A girl was standing in the doorway, the front of her dress soaked. Her hands were on her hips.
"My name is Will Turner," he answered her, suppressing another yawn. "I'm-"
"Oh, yes; you're that boy that they found in the water." She smirked. "My name is Susan Benton."
"Susan..?" Where had he heard that name before? Oh yes; she was Margaret's daughter.
"It's nice to meet you, Susan," he replied. He observed her dress once more. "What happened?"
She frowned. "Why do you want to know? Is it any of your business?"
Will was shocked. "It isn't really any of my business. I was just...interested."
"Humph." She snorted. "Well, I suppose that I'll tell you if you come and help clean up." She grinned, retreating to her own quarters.
Will sighed again. He pulled his hair back again and went downstairs, not knowing what he would see.
Water covered the floor. Another servant was already mopping. Will grabbed a mop and began helping, expecting Susan to come down the stairs at any moment.
Half an hour later, the floor was dry again. Will scowled, setting the mop down. At that moment, Susan appeared, grinning.
"I spilt the dishwater," she said. "Thanks for helping."
"You tricked me." Will drew his eyebrows together.
Susan waved her hand. "More or less. Actually, not really. I mean, all I said was that if you helped, I would tell you what I did. And, well, I told you, did I not?"
"Well, yes, but..."
"So, I did not trick you. I just had you so intrigued that you would help to get the answer." Susan opened the front door, about to step outside. She paused. "I'm sure we'll meet again."
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RoXySuRfEr12: Don't worry, I will; sorry for the slow updates LOL. I'll try to get in a few this week. I'm glad you like it too! They are cute.
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radcliffe18: Yay, I'm glad you like it! Sorry for the slow updates. Finishing School is like...It's a private school for girls where manners, social arts, and arts are taught. I hoped you liked this chapter too!