servants
staircase.”
I nodded and hurried along the corridor, the staircase was at the end around the corner. I made it
there just in time as I heard Shasta laughing and Roman talking. I ran up the steps and went back to
my bedroom. Kenzie hadn't seemed annoyed or upset with me. He'd looked more concerned than
anything. Hopefully with Cam gone tomorrow I would be able to get back into his den and get my
hands on that book again.
I didn't feel tired or ready for bed just yet so I took a hot shower and changed into a lavender
coloured nightdress. I stood in front of the mirror swishing the bottom of the nightdress wondering
how it would look a little shorter. I had about a dozen other nightdresses. Maybe no one would
notice if I took the scissors to this one? I went into the sewing and fabrics room which was down
the corridor from my room. I switched the light on, the walls were painted white and the floor was
white lino with sparkly bits. I blinked a few time as my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room.
I looked through trays and drawers in search of scissors, not having much luck I started looking on
the tall open shelves which were crammed with rolls of fabric.
I finally found a trolley at the back of the room with a plastic tub full of scissors.
I opened the tub but the lid sprang off a bit quick and I dropped the whole lot on the floor. I squatted
down and started putting them back one by one in the tub, when I noticed a shoe sticking out from
under some fabrics.
I pulled at it and the fabrics covering it fell away revealing another shoe. I looked at the pair of
shoes. They were hi-tops black with a purple turn down at the back and turquoise laces.
They reminded me of Kenzie's shoes, he always wore shoes like these and I always felt jealous. I
only had one pair of sandals that I wore everyday, a pair of riding boots and about fifty different
styles of heeled shoes that all looked like something out of a classical novel that I refused to wear.
I held the shoe next to the bottom of my foot they both looked very similar in size. I pulled the laces
loose and pulled one on. The fit was snug and I soon pulled the other one on. I stood up and walked
over to the mirror, lifting my nightdress up for a better look. They felt great on and were even my
size, I couldn't believe they had just been left in here. I walked back to the trolley and lifted up
some of the other fabrics thinking there might be something else hidden under there.
Folded neatly was a pair of black denim trousers, I lifted them out and inspected them then held
them against my own legs they even looked the right length for me. The pocket rustled and I stuck
my hand inside and pulled out two pieces of crinkled paper. One was a receipt for gas another had
an address written on it.
104 Green Oak Park,
Ridge Road,
Heaven's Point
I had no idea where that was though. I spent a few more minutes rummaging around on the trolley
and came across a black hoodie, a red/black stripped vest top and a black bra. I looked at the bra
feeling jealous of whoever it belonged to, I didn't have any in my closet and it looked comfy. Not
that I really needed a bra my chest was small already and the dresses I wore only compacted it
down even more. Who did these clothes belong to and why had they been hidden under here?
Off course I had to try the whole lot on. I went back to the mirror to see how I looked. For once I
actually liked what I was wearing and the person I saw in the mirror looked slightly familiar
compared to the usual girl wearing the strange long dresses that felt uncomfortable and out of place.
I put all the clothes back where I'd found them, I didn't know who they belonged to and I wanted to
ask Narmi. Narmi organised my closet and regularly refilled the rails with dresses I didn't want to
wear, she might know who they belonged to. I slipped the address and receipt back into the pocket.
I stood in front of the mirror holding the scissors in one
staircase.”
I nodded and hurried along the corridor, the staircase was at the end around the corner. I made it
there just in time as I heard Shasta laughing and Roman talking. I ran up the steps and went back to
my bedroom. Kenzie hadn't seemed annoyed or upset with me. He'd looked more concerned than
anything. Hopefully with Cam gone tomorrow I would be able to get back into his den and get my
hands on that book again.
I didn't feel tired or ready for bed just yet so I took a hot shower and changed into a lavender
coloured nightdress. I stood in front of the mirror swishing the bottom of the nightdress wondering
how it would look a little shorter. I had about a dozen other nightdresses. Maybe no one would
notice if I took the scissors to this one? I went into the sewing and fabrics room which was down
the corridor from my room. I switched the light on, the walls were painted white and the floor was
white lino with sparkly bits. I blinked a few time as my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room.
I looked through trays and drawers in search of scissors, not having much luck I started looking on
the tall open shelves which were crammed with rolls of fabric.
I finally found a trolley at the back of the room with a plastic tub full of scissors.
I opened the tub but the lid sprang off a bit quick and I dropped the whole lot on the floor. I squatted
down and started putting them back one by one in the tub, when I noticed a shoe sticking out from
under some fabrics.
I pulled at it and the fabrics covering it fell away revealing another shoe. I looked at the pair of
shoes. They were hi-tops black with a purple turn down at the back and turquoise laces.
They reminded me of Kenzie's shoes, he always wore shoes like these and I always felt jealous. I
only had one pair of sandals that I wore everyday, a pair of riding boots and about fifty different
styles of heeled shoes that all looked like something out of a classical novel that I refused to wear.
I held the shoe next to the bottom of my foot they both looked very similar in size. I pulled the laces
loose and pulled one on. The fit was snug and I soon pulled the other one on. I stood up and walked
over to the mirror, lifting my nightdress up for a better look. They felt great on and were even my
size, I couldn't believe they had just been left in here. I walked back to the trolley and lifted up
some of the other fabrics thinking there might be something else hidden under there.
Folded neatly was a pair of black denim trousers, I lifted them out and inspected them then held
them against my own legs they even looked the right length for me. The pocket rustled and I stuck
my hand inside and pulled out two pieces of crinkled paper. One was a receipt for gas another had
an address written on it.
104 Green Oak Park,
Ridge Road,
Heaven's Point
I had no idea where that was though. I spent a few more minutes rummaging around on the trolley
and came across a black hoodie, a red/black stripped vest top and a black bra. I looked at the bra
feeling jealous of whoever it belonged to, I didn't have any in my closet and it looked comfy. Not
that I really needed a bra my chest was small already and the dresses I wore only compacted it
down even more. Who did these clothes belong to and why had they been hidden under here?
Off course I had to try the whole lot on. I went back to the mirror to see how I looked. For once I
actually liked what I was wearing and the person I saw in the mirror looked slightly familiar
compared to the usual girl wearing the strange long dresses that felt uncomfortable and out of place.
I put all the clothes back where I'd found them, I didn't know who they belonged to and I wanted to
ask Narmi. Narmi organised my closet and regularly refilled the rails with dresses I didn't want to
wear, she might know who they belonged to. I slipped the address and receipt back into the pocket.
I stood in front of the mirror holding the scissors in one
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