Esme's back, and so am I. Sorry I haven't uploaded to this in a while, honestly couldn't figure out a way to bring Esme back, seeing as she's now moving on from when we last saw her, like I said the first part of this is basically a brief summary of what happens on her end.
Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight or its Characters but I do own this
Esme's POV
Really? A schedule during the holidays? KILL. ME. NOW. Oh wait these humans cant kill me, I thought children were supposed to have a little fun during vacation time, what kind of family is this?
At 9 O'clock in the morning I had a knock at my door; Leila, Lola and Luke were all standing there when I gave them permission to enter. They all looked glum.
"Morning guys," I replied cheerily
"Umm, Dad said to make sure that you were up, and he wanted us to give you this," Luke said holding out a piece of paper for me.
9 O'clock- Family is to be up and dressed ready in time for breakfast
10 O'clock family sets of out
Day consists of either:
Going to the library
Going to Madame Gloria for tutoring
Meeting with Mr. Helms for tuition with languages
Or studying at home
Family returns back home at 6pm sharp if they are out
Dinner is served at 6.30
Children bath and bed by 9 O'clock
Adults by 11 O'clock
Lord have mercy upon my soul. How can you dictate what your child is to do during their holidays, they should be playing on the beach, or going to the fair, or playing in an arcade, not be subjected to intellectually stimulation, looks like I have something that will be changed immediately. And thank God that this is day 4, only three days of this torture.
"Have you all had breakfast yet?" I ask when I know I can speak
"Yeah Dad asked us to get you downstairs, we are going to Madame Gloria today," Lola says in a glum voice
"You don't really want to go there do you?" I say knowing the answer
Of course I get three heads shaking 'No'. Who would want to continue to learn boring subjects during there free time? I'd understand if it were an educational trip, like going to a museum, but forcing you kids to continue to learn no matter what... that's just inconceivable.
"I'll be down in just a moment," I smile at them
They smile in response, before going to their rooms, presumable to get there stuff to go out, and not long later I hear them all head down the stairs. Right time to throw myself into the pit of hell.
Just as I thought this whole day was mind numbingly boring. Madame Gloria actually made those poor children take a test the second they were seated, a test I say that took them 3 hours to complete. To which after she would scold them about there mistakes and tell them that if they knew what they were doing then they wouldn't fail, and they didn't want to be a failure now did they?
Lola and Leila couldn't take much of her disapproving them, and my heart broke when they started crying, of course that made Madame Gloria tell them that crying would make them better, I swear I have never wanted to hurt someone so badly, of course I acted as though I was engrossed in the book I was reading.
Luke got through most of the harshment, and when Madame Gloria left the room, he comforted his sisters as best as he could whilst trying not to cry himself, they perked up when they herd me saying she was nothing but a stupid old woman, of course I didn't intentionally mean for them to hear what I was saying.
During the afternoon, she made each of the children work through the one subject none of them liked, and this was different for each of them. For Lola she had to work through Geography, and was later tested to see how well she knew of America, Luke was given History, and was tested on certain wars and their facts, and Leila was given Religious Studies, why, I don't even know.
By the time we got back to the house, the children looked as though all they wanted to do was go up to their rooms and cry, but of course I had to make sure that they got something to eat, and that they bathed before bed, before they could go into a world of their own.
Day 5 wasn't an improvement. Today Jerry sent us all off to the Library, whilst he went of to work; honestly I am sick of this place. The children were to read and fill out a booklet about a book they had read, and later that night there Dad would actually be asking them about it.
Of course they all picked simple quick reads to read, and filled out that damned booklet with everything that could remember from it, so that it would be easy later on. Only to then during the afternoon be subjected to rearrange all the children's books, by placing by category and by name in alphabetical order. Janice who was working kept telling them that they were making mistakes, and made them start all over, seems as though this is what she has always done.
By the time they got home they were shattered, but they had to endure their father's endless questions, such as:
'Why did you pick that stupid book?'
"That books a classic, and you have nothing good to say, why?"
"What do you mean you couldn't picture the main character?"
By the time they went to bed, I was on the edge of throttling him, honestly great way to make your kids have a really low self-esteem, I happen to know that the books they picked were simply enough, and not something that they would actually read, or take interest in.
Day 6 was subject to language tutoring with Mr. Helms. He was this cranky old man who must have been in his late 50's. As soon as he saw these kids he started muttering profanities, and shut up once he caught a glimpse of me, only for me to be subjected to things I never wish to hear again, especially the words that were muttered or whispered.
From what I gathered Luke was working on his French as he liked it, most of the time, and today he was going through lists of business and jobs, Leila also was working on her French, but she was learning numbers, days, months, colours, and her alphabet. Lola was following in her mothers footsteps, meaning she was being forced to, learn Spanish, which she was doing well with, and Mr. Helms was getting her to do advanced Math with it, just because he hated the kids, REALLY?!
If I couldn't handle just watching these poor kids being subjected to this, can you imagine how they were feeling; at least Mr. Helms didn't deliberately try to make them feel useless, he just either ignored them or gave them something harder to work on.
However when we got back Jerry wasn't happy with his children's progress and promised, more like threatened, that they were to have more lessons in the future, not on my watch buddy.
Day 7. Finally.
One more day of following the rules for this family and then... freedom, today Jerry allowed his children to study from home, which from what I heard from the kids, is not something that would usually happen. Jerry had to go to work for a few hours, or so he says.
He informed me that I was to test the children on the things they had learnt yesterday. I'm sorry buddy but I'm supposed to be a normal human being, how would I know what three kids were learning yesterday, and when I said as such, but not in that manner, he gave me the work they had worked on, bloody typical.
Of course all I did was tell them to go through what they had already done, and familarise themselves with everything, and I would help them later on if they needed my help, to which they were grateful for.
When there Dad returned, they informed him promptly that I had subjected them to tests and it had helped them to remember better... okay?
And Jerry was actually happy about that. Um... hello? I'm a stranger essentially to your children, you've heard I've been 'grueling' them, pushing them to their limits, and your okay with that? I honestly could not wait for the day to be over.
"Okay time for bath and bed," I tell the kids "Oh and as of tomorrow, you'll all be living by my rules... see you all at 9 then,"
And then, all I had to do was wait for morning to appear, this next week would be the best, ever,
Day 8.
At last is the only thing I can thin of, well beside my family. I've already got things planned out, I am going to give those children options as to what they want to do, and I am going to make sure that they have nothing but fun.
So at 8 in the morning, I am downstairs ready, sorting out breakfast, and then patiently waiting, of course when it comes to it the Children are the first ones down, so once they eaten their fill I instruct them to go and get there father, to which they are only too happy about.
10 minutes later Jerry reluctantly makes his way downstairs, he purposely takes his time eating and clearing up his breakfast, only I am way too excited about this sudden prosperity for his behaviour to have effect, the children are patiently sat on the floor in the living room.
"Jerry do come and join," I call out to him
I hear his sigh, and then the thump of his footwear deliberately being hit against the floor. Tough luck, hope you enjoy not working for a week, you place of work was only too happy to allow you the time off thanks to the likes of me,
"Take a seat, and then we can begin," I instruct him
Slowly he lowers himself onto the couch.
"Right as you know I have had to spend a week following the rules of your household, and 99% of the time what I was doing did not feel right with me, but of course I was bound to follow your guidelines, which brings us to now, for the next week you will all be working within my guide-frame, and that does include you Jerry," I smile "First things first, Jerry I kindly phoned up your work place and informed them that you wont be able to come in for the next week, and they allowed that, which means you will, and I mean you will be spending quality time with your children as I personally believe you hardly spend any time with them at all,"
"How dare you..."
"No its my time to speak," I cut him off "Now as for your children, everyday I will be giving them the choice of what they would like to do, as of today they and you will be going to the park for the day, to spend family time together, everyday they will get a choice from a selection of places I have for them to go to,"
"Esme, what are these places?" Lola asks curiously
"Well I was thinking places like the beach, or the fair ground, or the arcades, or even going to a museum for the day," I tell her
"Now there's a good plan," Jerry mutters
"You see I believe that if a child is going to learn during there free time from school, then it has to be fun, and a little trip, that's educational but not constricting, will enable you guys to freely explore different areas, and learn," I conclude
"When do we begin?" Luke asks excitedly
"As soon as you are all dressed, and I finish packing up a picnic,"
"Yay," all three of them squeal.
Jerry on the other hand, well he looks like he's going to pass ou... oh wait I think he just has. Oops.
Okay how was that?
This came to me only now, you see I couldn't move forward with my story until I figured out a way to introduce Esme back, and since I got stuck on that, well...
That pretty much sums up Esme's part of this so we'll be hearing from our favourite gang again, as soon as I can remember what day they are on, unlike with Esme's side, I think 3/4 chapters should sum up the torture Sarah has for those guys, then we finish off with the epilogue whooooo!