(A/N: Okay, so, sorry in advance for the terribly boring chapter. It was necessary.)
Chapter Eight
The walk wasn't far and we soon reached the small, dark gray colored building called 'The Onyx Falls Service Centre', the words displayed on the large sign above the main entrance.
Entering the building, I peered around before my eyes landed upon the middle aged woman seated behind the front desk, her eyes squinting at something on her computer screen as she total ignored mine and David's existence.
"Excuse me," David called out, approaching the front desk as he seemed to sense that I disliked speaking to people. "My friend and I are here to speak to someone about getting her DSS/D Identification Card."
"That'd be Lucy," She spoke, her eyes flickered up lazily to meet his, before she gestured with a thumb to a hallway to her right. "Last door on the right."
David nodded a thank you to the woman, before he turned to look down at me, which most people had to do.
"Do you want me to come in with you?" He inquired, and I grimaced sheepishly, turning to look anxiously down the hall. "I'll take that as a yes?"
"I... I-If you don't mind..." I mumbled weakly, and David grinned before placing a hand on my back and beginning to direct me down the hall.
"Excuse me, you two," The woman at the desk called, causing us both to turn to look at her. "If you're getting her card, only she can go into the interview."
"Oh..." David pouted lightly, before turning to look at me with a small smile. "Sorry, kid, I guess you'll have to go in by yourself. Its not hard though, you'll be fine."
With those words, he nudged me in the direct of the woman's office, before turning and making his way to one of the chairs in the main room to sit.
Taking a deep breath, I ventured down the hall until I reached the last door on the right, which was open, revealing a friendly looking young woman, seated behind a desk, typing something into her laptop.
As I entered, she looked up and gave me a friendly smile, prompting me to think that maybe this wouldn't be that bad.
"Hello, how may I help you today? Well, that's actually a dumb question for me to ask, as I assume you're here to get your DSS/D Identification Card. Would I be correct?" She inquired, and I nodded sheepishly, prompting her to gesture to the chair opposite her. "Take a seat."
The sassy part of me was tempted to literally take a seat, like, pick it up and leave the room with it, but, my better judgment suggested I shouldn't do that, so, I simply sat down in the chair.
"Alright, now, I'm just going to ask you a few questions, there's not many that go on the identification card," She explained, before glancing at her computer and clicking a couple of times, before turning back to me. "That's okay with you?"
I nodded, thinking that obviously questions would be good with me or else I wouldn't have come into this interview.
"Okay, first off, what's your name? Just first and last, we don't put middle names on the card."
"Colleen Terry," I told her, before pausing for a second and figuring I should help her. "C-O-L-L-E-E-N, then Terry is just T-E-R-R-Y."
"Okay, thank you," She nodded, smiling as she typed the information into the computer. "Date of birth would be net, day, month, and year in order."
"The twenty first of October, 1998." I replied, watching her nod, typing it on the keyboard as she repeated it softly to herself.
"Okay, next is parentage. I need your father's name, first and last, and whether he was Dominant or Submissive, and the same with your mother's."
"My father is Albert Terry, he's Dominant, and my mother was Ruth Terry, Submissive."
"Was?" Lucy repeated, glancing up at me as she ceased in typing. "I'm very sorry, did she pass away recently?"
"When I was about six years old, so, not that recently, no." I informed her, and she smiled sadly, a sympathetic look in her eyes as she turned back to face her computer, most likely no longer knowing what to say.
"Eye color and hair color. Natural, so, you can't say purple." She grinned, and I returned it shyly before speaking my answer.
"My eyes are usually gray, but, they change to blue or to green as well... and my natural hair color is brunette."
"Okay, good, thank you. Now, last question," She announced, though it should have been a relief, it was not, as it meant the question I was dreading now had to be answered. "Your status. Are you Dominant or Submissive?"
I was silent, it wasn't as much that I was trying to figure it out, I was rather sure I was Submissive, it was just that I didn't want to accept the fact that I was finally old enough to have to make this decision.
"Do you not know what you are? If so, I can give you a moment-"
"No," I interrupted her, giving a light smile. "It's fine, I know what I am. Submissive."
"Alright, good. I'm just going to do a quick background check to make sure you're actually a real person and not just an alias, and also to find a picture of you," She smirked, before clicking rapidly at the computer, silent for only mere seconds. "Yes, here you are. Okay, I can print your card and you'll be good."
She typed a few more things before clicking at the computer, then the machine beside her laptop whirred to life and began to print out what I could only assume was my DSS/D Card.
Once it was finished, she took it out of the machine and slid it across the table to me, smiling as I took it in my hands and peered down at it.
Onyx Falls DSS/D Identification Card
Name: Colleen Terry
Date of Birth: 21/10/1998
Parentage;
Paternal: Albert Terry (D)
Maternal: Ruth Terry (S)
Eye Color: Gray/Blue/Green (alternating)
Hair Color: Brunette
Status: Submissive
Beside it was a rather recent picture, taken this year, that Lucy had obviously found online, and luckily it was a picture that I enjoyed the way I looked in, even though I preferred to have my glasses on, yet I did not in this photo.
"Everything good with it, spelling is all okay? Did I pick a nice photo?" She inquired, and I nodded my head, glancing up at her.
"Yes, everything's good, thank you." I told her, climbing to my feet and shouldering my purse, my eyes flickering down to the card in my hand once more.
"Alright, perfect. Have a good day, Ms. Terry."
Nodding in response, I turned and exited her office, walking down the hall as I was still examining the card in my hands, at least until I walked straight into someone, almost being knocked back if it weren't for them grabbing me.
"Really, Colleen? Again? You really need to watch where you're going." David teased, and I gave him an amused look before stepping back out of his hold.
Noticing the card in my hand, David snatched it, ignoring my exclamation of 'hey!' as he held it above my reach and peered at it, reading over my information despite my attempts to get it back from his possession.
"Ooh, what's this?" He taunted, grinning at my pathetic attempts to get back my card. "Sweet little Colleen is a Submissive, I would have never guessed. Too nice and sweet, just way too kind to be a Dominant, I suppose."
In response to him thinking I was 'nice' and 'sweet', I punched him in the stomach, though, my punch was weak and I didn't think I would be able to hurt him.
I know I didn't hurt him, but, David still feigned pain and doubled over, allowing me to snatch the card from his hand, causing me to grin as I knew that he knew very well what I was attempting to accomplish by doing that.
"You have a weak punch, Sub." He told me, and I crossed my arms, sticking my tongue out at him before pulling out my wallet and tucking my card safely inside of it, before replacing it back into the confines of my bag.
"Don't test me, Dom," I snapped, reaching up to tuck a strand of purple hair behind my ears, before pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose with my middle finger, causing him to laugh. "Now, I'd like to quickly stop by the library."
"Then our date, yes?" David questioned excitedly, to which I rolled my eyes, though I couldn't help the smile that spread across my lips.
"Yeah, sure, whatever. Let's just go."
I turned to leave, leaving David to wave goodbye to the secretary that was still completely ignoring us, before he followed me out the door.