I woke up with sunlight streaming into my eyes and a freakishly tall man standing over me. "Agh! who the hell are you?!" I yelled. He smiled and stepped back. Without saying a word, he bowed and moved to leave. "Hey! hold up!" I said trying to sit up but promptly falling back down in pain, grimacing. Through gritted teeth I managed to ask,"Where am I? And you still have to tell me who you are." Still smirking, the man turned and said in a smooth voice, "I am Sebastian. I am merely the butler. As for where we are, this is the Phantomhive manor. If that is all, I shall be going. Good morning." He turned crisply and strode out the door. So what am I supposed to do now? I thought to myself. Just sit here? I sighed. Throwing the comforter off of me, I noted that I was no longer in my ratty old dress but a mans cuffed white shirt. My long legs were not a very pretty sight. There were cuts all up and down them, some that were just beginning to heal and around my left ankle, a tattoo stood out. This was new. It hadn't been there before... I slid off the bed and gently moved across the amber carpeted floors to the bathroom. It was nice. A wash basin, a toilet, a large mirror and a mug claw footed bathtub all in the same place. I wondered briefly who could afford such luxury, but my thoughts were interrupted. The door of my room opened. I peeked out of the bathroom and saw a red-haired girl in a maids uniform walk in. I stepped out and when she saw me, she started and dropped the entire platter in her hands consisting of a porcelain teapot and a little plate with a similar teacup on it. Before I was fully aware of what I was dong, I dove to catch the obviously valuable teapot and teacup. I barely managed to grab them in my hands. Just then, the butler, Sebastian strode in with an untraceable look. A mix of annoyance and worry. His eyes widened as he saw me balancing on my left foot holding the platter on my right foot and both the teacup and the teapot in both of my hands. I noticed the maid blushing furiously. "How strange," I thought. But before I could do anymore wondering, the platter, the teacup AND the teapot were suddenly gone and I was flat on my back, gasping for air and not able to see anything. A few seconds later a strong arm wrapped around my narrow shoulders and another slid under my bare knees. I was lifted up and onto the bed with surprising gentleness. I shook my head and my vision cleared quite suddenly. Sebastian was standing over me with furrowed eyebrows.
"Are you alright, miss?" He asked politely. Still a little winded, I nodded without a word. He bowed and gave me a funny look, but it was gone before I could commit it to memory. He swiftly and quietly walked out the door with an air of authority, leaving me and the maid in captivated silence.