Hey, Mr Butler

1. Meet the family

One .

Honey,

We're going on a vacation. Just us two.

So, you're going to stay with your uncle for a while... Maybe a year or two.

All the money you need is in your account.

Don't hate us because we left you behind.

Remember to be safe, get a hot guy for yourself and use protection!

Love, Mummy and Daddy.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I looked closely at the handwriting to see if it was my parents' or not. Hmm.. Nup, definitely Mum's handwriting. I mean, no one can write as messy as hers. Where did she even learn to write? Didn't her teacher ever lecture her for her handwriting? How did she even come graduate from Harvard with this handwriting.

Wait, that's not the problem. THEY LEFT ME! Who leaves their 18-year old daughter alone in this money and power hungry, hormonal world? Plus to my uncle? Heck, I didn't even know I had an uncle! What if he's some kind of perverted bald man? Are they going to take responsibility if somehow this uncle of mine rapes me? Yuck!

Ding Dong

I can't believe they actually left me! I wanted to go on a vacation too. What if they go to Japan? Oh god.. I really want to go there. With their delicious food and yum.. hot asians. Or maybe Europe? I could've gotten myself a hot butler and let him serve me... mm...

Ding Dong.

Hawaii? 6-packed surfers. Man.. my imagination is going wild.

Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong

"Okay, okay. I'm coming!" I ran towards the door and slammed it open. There stood a man in his forties, looking like the exact copy of my mum, only more masculine.

"Mum?" His black eyes widened and he whispered back, "Nelly?" He took a step forward as I took a step back.

"There's a male version of mum! Oh my god!" I screamed as I waved my arms in the air and pointed at the man who woke up from his shocked state.

"Are you Cecile?" I stopped as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"How do you know my name?" 

The man smiled warmly at me which reminded me of mum, and pulled me to him, hugging me tightly. I punched him trying to get out of his grasp. 

"Let me go! Who the hell are you? I'm going to call the police!" I shrieked in his ears which made him flinch. 

"You can't call the police when I'm holding you, can you?" I could literally smell his smirk as I rolled my eyes. Tsk, smart guy. "I'm you're uncle by the way." He added. 

Uncle? I don't have an uncle?

"What are you talking about? I don't have an uncle!" I pinched his arms that were surrounding me. He didn't even budge as I kicked him. 

He pulled away just when I was going to knee him where the sun don't shine, which made me stumble. 

"You're mum and dad went out on their so-called vacation, right?" I nodded and crossed my arms.

"And who's going to supervise you?" He slowly asked.

"My uncle," I stated confidently. Wait.. he said he's my uncle, and the letter said I'll live with my uncle, which is this uncle. A light bulb clicked above my head as I smiled at him.