Hey!!
Sorry I'm late but I got grounded.
Since when is 18/25 in maths bad???
Anyway I'm still grounded but my parents are asleep and I'm typing under my sheets.
Well guess I'm boring ya'll so here it is.
Hope ya'll like it!!
**Recap**
She just thought I'm going for a dress.
But I'm gonna surprise her with a whole makeover!!!
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I was practically jumping out off my seat on the plane, waiting to get off.
"Umm madam if you're that anxious to go may I suggest paragliding?" my butler asked wit a wicked glint in his eyes.
Yes, my mom made me take my butler.
Can you believe it?
"Aww Joe since when are you a clown?"
"Did I just make a joke!?" he asked with fake enthusiasm.
"Why yes."
"I am honoured." He said making a curtsy.
With that he got up and walked towards the bathroom.
I sighed and resumed my look out of the window.
I cant think.
I wont think.
Its just too painful.
Jake brought back memories too precious too forget.
And some too painful to think.
His betrayal had burnt a hole in my heart and it will take too long to heal.
But it will burn every time its touched just like a real burn.
I sighed again, unsure of what to do.
My anger had been quickly replaced with hurt and pain.
But sometimes anger is better than most.
My eyes filled with a glistening liquid, blurring my vision.
I let it escape, slowly trailing down my cheek.
I had never been hurt this bad.
Except when I-
"Madam, we are ready to land."Jo said reappearing.
I hastily rubbed my eyes whike saying,"Aw Jo I thought we were past all that 'madam' crap." Desperately wishing he wouldn't see my stained face or red eyes.
"We never will be."he said seriously,"You are my mistress and I your servant and we shall always remain so."
What the hell happened between then and the bathroom?
I put on my seat belt as Jo sat down to fasten his own.
I looked out the widow at the midnight sky flecked with shining orbs as the familiar plunging stole over me along with the anticipation.
Suddenly the midnight sky was replaced with bright lights and huge trees as the wheels hit the runway with a lurch.
Paris, here we come.
I got out of my seat and walked out descending the short flight of stairs quickly.
The bright lights and the splendid interior of the airport nearly knocked my eyes off my sockets.
