Snippet #1219814

Amber jumped as a blonde haired girl came down the staircase, watching her with a fixed gaze. She couldn't help but feel exposed, as if the girl knew something about her that she herself couldn't understand. Almost instinctively she stepped back several spaces, body tensed and fingers twitching as she desprately fought to stay calm. As the girl spoke she flinched once more. It wasn't like she'd never seen a girl in her life; it was that she didn't understand what these people were doing in Dygon Manor, how exactly it got so nicely cleaned, and why these people didn't know who she was. The girl had to be around her age, but Amber had never seen her before; did she go to a private school? And more importantly, was she part of the Dygon family? If so, then she was the one trespassing.

"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken," the brunette replied, eyebrows furrowing slightly under her choppy bangs. "This manor belongs to the Dygon family, and I'm watching it over the summer. If you aren't part of the Dygon family then you must be the one trespassing..." Amber swallowed thickly, hands tensing tightly as she worked to stare levely at the girl before her.