- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:36pm
Thread Topic: "Yes Sir"
Albie NoviceC1 is a maid in C2's home. A mansion is more the correct term. C2's family is very wealthy and requires many servants. C1 is a poor cleaning boy hired just for C2. With his slight frame and light skin, many people mistake C1 for a girl. C2 soon discovers differently and the two become close friends- and more.
(Will do mine in a bit.)
Name: Justice Aldrich Young
Justice has dark brown hair and green eyes. His body structure is more muscular and he's 6'1. His complexion is somewhat a tan color.
Personality: He can be a bit rough towards people and he usually say harsh things. He doesn't think before he speaks but despite that, he's very intelligent. He's outgoing and very talkative. Even though he loves to talk, sometimes he prefers to be alone. He's a bit bipolar as well and he's inconsiderate and selfish.
Other: Justice is the second oldest out of five siblings. He loves sports, swimming, and running track.
Cameron stands rather small at 5' 4". He has naturally blonde hair but he dyes it black because apparently blonde haired people stand out. He's fair-skinned and has sea-blue eyes.
Personality: almost unfeeling towards everything. He sees his work as his duty and does his job without complaining or much further comment. He likes nature and hates to see anything die. He's very closed and standoffish but if you can get to him, he's one of the nicest people.
Other: he works to support his family, which includes a mother and younger sister. He's rather smart and if any personal wish of his could be fulfilled, he'd go to college and become a chemist. But in reality, his work is his life.
It was just then that Mrs. Young was tired of Justice's mess. He was recently let out from football practice and he came in the mansion was his cleats still on. It wasn't the first time the rebellious eighteen year old had done this. In fact, he got so use to it since his parents didn't really say anything until now. He stood in front of the doorway with his dirty helmet under his arm and a grin matted on his face. He was covered in dirt from head to toe, but he still strolled in like he wasn't doing anything wrong; completely unaware of his mother's look of disapproval. "Done with practice." He beamed. "What's for dinner?"
Cameron, or Cam (and occasionally "Baby" by a few taller teasing folks), had seen the car pull up in the driveway and knew what that meant. He quickly finished the vacuuming the 18-year-olds room and gathered his dusting rags from the dresser and private bathroom. It took him two minutes to get everything together before he made a quick and quiet escape so anyone wouldn't see him. He put his items in the assigned closet and headed to the kitchens to help with dinner.
When no one answered, Justice waved his hand as a dismissal. He was annoyed right then and there at his parents. "I'll go check myself, gee. What is up with you folk?" He mumbled, heading to the closest kitchen. He didn't care if he left a trail of dirty footprints on the tile. He knew someone would clean it up. And he also knew he could just send out a servant to check for him, but instead he wanted to enjoy making a mess. It's not my job. It's the servants' jobs. Is that why they look angry..? He shrugged it off and entered the kitchen. His older brother, Ethan, followed behind, laughing. "You're such a mess, Just. Clean up after your self." "That's not my job!" Justice retorted.
Dattebyo ExperiencedBy this time, Cam had cleaned up and was working on frying vegetables for the evenings dinner of spaghetti, meatballs, stir-fried vegetables, and garlic bread. He was in the middle of an impressive massive flip when the two older teens walked through the door. He made a quick move to save all the vegetables and tried to avoid eye contact. He may be wearing an apron but he wasn't the one with the chefs hat.
The one with the chefs hat, however, did quickly make her way over and asked the two boys what it was they needed and why was Justice was tracking mud all over her kitchen.
Justice and Ethan both stopped their bickering and faced the chef. "I just came for a drink." Ethan replied kindly, slipping over to the fridge. The other snorted and glance over the chef's shoulder to see who was behind. He didn't really recognize Cam right away so he return his attention back the lady. "Yo.. What's for dinner? I'm already hungry." He inquired, not bothering to apprehend that what he was doing was disrespectful and not answering her question about the mess. He quietly stared at the chef, not even acknowledging the servant near by.
His brother shook his head and murmered a soft apology to her. Then he turned his attention to Cam. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "Are you helping?" That's when Justice peeked over to see who Ethan was talking to.
While the head chef told Justice the dinner menu in detail, Cam kept sneaking glances at him. He had seen the larger boy before, just not this close. Usually it was from a window. But no matter; he couldn't see very well anyway, what with the vegetables simmering, especially the onions. He used his forearm to wipe the sweat from his forehead and eyes, brushing back a few hairs strayed from the required hair net in the process. Another one of the cooks came over to look and handed him the salt. He handed her the cooking oil back, both without saying a word or looking at the other.
Ethan frowned when he was ignored and exited the kitchen after grabbing a can of Coke. The second only gave all his attention to the chef as she told him what was for dinner. He didn't notice Cam's frequent peeping towards him, but when he saw the other approach Cam, he suddenly shifted his attention on him. He watched him closely and he wanted to move up even more close, but he knew he couldn't with how he was. Justice murmered a thank you to the chef and turned around to leave. He was about to start off until he suddenly took pity on them. He stared down at his feet then glance back at everyone in the kitchen. "Sorry," He choked, not really familiar with the word. "I'm going to wash up.."
Cam felt terrible for not saying anything to Ethan, but only head servants were allowed to talk to the family. Last time he said something to one of them, the butler had boxed his ears. Not pleasant. He made a mental note to have Ethan's servant leave a small note for him. Nobody said anything about written correspondence.
The head chef was going to say something about Cam not talking when Ethan suddenly left. She stopped mid-sentence with a sigh. Upon Justice's apology, all six people in the kitchen peered up in surprise. People don't just apologize to servants, but there, it had happened.
He dished up the finished vegetables onto plates and passed them down to the other cooks. After washing up, he wrote out a note to Ethan and handed it to one of his friends to slip under the oldest's door.
Sorry for not saying anything, we're not allowed to talk to the family.
Yes, I was helping in the kitchen. It's a part of my job here, among other things. Terribly sorry again.
He made a face at his feminine scrawl and hoped it wasn't too informal before handing off the note to be immediately delivered.
Justice was a bit confused by the reactions of the people before him. He didn't know what he did and that only made him scurry out the kitchen, embarrassed. All he did was apologize, nothing was wrong with that. Was there?
He stood right outside the kitchen and bent down to take off his cleats. He decided he was done with his little game and that he should probably clean up what he has done, even if it made him look out of character. With that, he rushed toward his bedroom for a shower.
Ethan's servant, Anthony, promptly slipped the small letter in the letter tray and went back to his chores.
Dinner was ready and keeping warm on the plates while the head chef asked Mr. Young if he would rather eat now or wait until everyone was ready for dinner.
Cam fixed himself a sandwich with leftovers from the fridge and went up onto the roof. No one came went up there and he had a neat little spot where there was a great view of almost the entire estate and none of the windows could find him. Everything was quiet up here and he made no noise because of his size. After dinner, he would go back to work, but for now, he was able to relax.
As much as he was hungry, the head of the house decided to wait until everyone gathered around. The other siblings soon started to arrive one by one, all except for Ethan and Justice. Justice had just gotten in the warm shower and they knew it was going to take a bit until he was done. The youngest child, a girl, suggested they start without them, but Mrs. Young shook her head, getting ready to send out Ethan's servant to go fetch him for dinner. It was just then that the oldest brother emerged, ready for dinner.
Cam finished his dinner quicker than usual and meandered back into the kitchen. He wasn't part of the group that served the food, he took the dirty dishes back. The cook said that having a different group of people doing each chore gave the illusion of cleanliness. Inwardly, he thought this ridiculous, but he never questioned it, just started working on cleaning dishes. The other servants awkwardly stood around taking nibbles of their own dinners, waiting to be summoned.
This thread is locked. You may not post.