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Rebecca Othniel

"Nobody gets to embarass the **** out of my brother but me!"

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a character in “Young Master/Mistress and Butler/Maid.”, as played by ZacharyTC

Description

General Information
Name: Rebecca Othniel
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Blood Type: A+
Why you're here: She figured since her parents were working long hours, and Eliab is the only other family in town she feels she can talk to, she could handle some gray hairs from a mistress to spend a little time with him.
Level: 1
Master/Mistress assigned: Ackley Bee

Appearance
Hair: It is jet-black, falling across her shoulders, nothing fancy
Eyes: Dark brown (some people think they are black, in daylight)
Dressing Style: Rebecca generally wears anything that affords her movement, from shorts and T-shirt to dresses which fall to her kneecaps.
General Appearance
Weight: 110 lbs
Height: 5'0"
Appearance: Rebecca has a complete tan, even on all of her skin, apparently. Slender, with moderate muscle tone, she never feels vulnerable. Fifty-nine boys flirted with her because of her looks (all of whom were bruised. Eliab keeps count of the victims XD)

Character Traits
Likes: Athletics, food (any kind), theatre, and embarrassing her brother
Dislikes: "Drill Sargeants", boys flirting with her, and other people embarrassing Eliab (Only she can do that! It's a sibling thing! XD)
Habits: Deceiving flirtateous boys into thinking she likes them before delivering the blow to the gut
Personality: Rebecca is... impulsive. But, she has her moments of sensitivity and caring. She would never intentionally put anyone in her family into harm's way.

History
Bio: She, unlike her brother, finds looking at scenery for a while boring. That being said, her passion in life has always been gymnastics, where she does not have to look at something for ridiculous amounts of time, nor stay in one place. One day, Rebecca hopes to make it to the Olympics, whether for Norway, the UK, or the USA. That being said, she trains everyday for it.
Birthplace: Tronheim, Norway
Ethnicity: Quarter-Israeli, Quarter-Syrian, Half-Norwegien

Other
Extra info: To be revealed
Subjects:
After School
Gymnastics
In School
English
Languages
Technology
Cooking
World History

So begins...

Rebecca Othniel's Story

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Character Portrait: Eliab Othniel Character Portrait: Rebecca Othniel Character Portrait: Charles Aaron Character Portrait: Chamomile Speculi
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Charles and Eliab jerked their heads in the direction of the girl who called herself Rina. It looked like there were more caring people in school than they thought. Either way, her coming in to assist the boy that was picked on was their cue to leave, satisfied with the fact she would take over from there.

"He's in good hands!" Charles grinned a little.

"I think so! You up for a bit of pitching and batting, baseball style? It's similar to cricket! I got the equipment! We just need to find a fence and be far enough so nobody gets hit when either of us happens to get a piece of any of the throws!"

"You're on, mate!"

Eliab chuckled."Hits not including foul balls and strike-outs count as one point! First to five points wins!"

The butler knew things would be at least a little rough at the Academy, though he never counted on his sister, Rebecca, enrolling. She might not be able to handle a bunch of pressure from being bossed around. However, if that was the price she had pay just to spend some time with her brother, she thought that worth it. What was the problem, then? The answer is simple: she did not have a master or mistress, yet. When she overheard a green-haired girl sigh about not having anyone to talk to, the impulsive maid saw that as the perfect opportunity. She immediately went up to her, whistling once.

Her Southern (American) accent was obvious as she spoke. "Excuse me, ma'am! Do you know anyone who needs a maid? I've been trying to find a mistress or master all day! I bet my brother already found his, knowing him!"

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Character Portrait: Rebecca Othniel Character Portrait: Chamomile Speculi
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Chamomile turned around when she heard a whistle calling to someone, me? The girl who stood in front of Chamomile was around 2 inches shorter than her and completely gorgeous. She stood quietly as the girl started talking. ''Excuse me, ma'am! Do you know anyone who needs a maid? I've been trying to find a mistress or master all day! I bet my brother aldready found his, knowing him!'', the young girl spoke with an clear southern accent.

Chamomile hestitated at first, she didn't know how to comunicate with females, but the thought of having to visit the headmasters office made her think twice. ''How fitting, I'm actually looking for a maid myself'' she smiled gently and reached out her hand, ''I'm Chamomile Speculi, pleasure to meet you''.

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Finally! Rebecca shook hands with her new mistress firmly. Now she will not have to go through a ton of trouble listening to a possible "drill sargeant" before having him find someone for her.

"Rebecca Othniel! Feeling's mutual! You probably saw my brother, Eliab, when he presented the pear to that brunette with a black bow tie? Back at the auditorium?"

She never in her life thought Eliab would not want to remain single. Maybe their father's constant nagging of him kept him from being so social, since hearing such rants would probably scare people away. That moment when Eliab walked towards Katherine shocked the maid to no end.

Just when Rebecca mentioned what happened between the two, Eliab arrived, in total surprise, not to mention frustration. "Rebecca! Hva gjør du her? Jeg fortalte deg ikke å registrere!" Rebecca! What are you doing here? I told you not to enroll!

The maid sighed, half in embarrassment, half in gladness. "And, that's him, behind me! One moment!" She let go and faced her brother. "Hva er så farlig, Eliab? Jeg vil bare ha en liten tid med deg, er alt! Du vet at du er medlem av familien jeg kan snakke med! Alle andre er opptatt med noe! Bare andre sibling arbeider hans esel en barnehager tilbake i Amerika!" What's the big deal, Eliab? I just want a little time with you, is all! You know you're the only member of the family I can talk to! Everyone else is busy with something! The only other sibling is working his ass off at a nursery back in America!

"Hva opptar meg er hvor hensynsløs mange i denne skolen! Du så hva har skjedd med Katherine, gjorde du? Selv om jeg kom like etter det, kunne jeg slags gjette på det!" What concerns me is the number of inconsiderate people in this school! You saw what happened to Katherine, did you? Even though I arrived just after it, I could kind of guess at it!

By then, Rebecca's aggressive impulses took over. "Høyre! Og du presentert som pære til henne som en skjerm av hengivenhet! Du overrasket meg, big brother! Du handlet aldri, noensinne sånn rundt jenter før! Normalt, er du ikke veldig sosialt, lese bøker hele tiden! Hva gikk gjennom hodet?" Right! And you presented that pear to her as a display of affection! You surprised me, big brother! You never, ever acted that way around girls before! Normally, you are not very social, reading books all the time! What was going through your head?

Eliab turned red. "Det er irrelevant! Poenget er, du kan muligens bli behandlet som søppel! Jeg vet at du ikke kan håndtere den slags Press! Du er også impulsive!" That's irrelevant! The point is, you could possibly be treated like trash! I know you can't handle that kind of pressure! You're too impulsive!

The younger sister scoffed. "Minst, holde jeg ikke mine følelser flaske, som du gjør! Hvor mye lengre tid før sikring lyser?" At least, I don't keep my emotions bottled up, like you do! How much longer before the fuse is lit?

Ouch! She had a point! Eliab cannot hide everything forever! How could he argue with that? He gave up and handed his sister a piece of paper with his dormitory number, written personally by him in case of this moment. "Hvis noe går galt, rapportere du til meg umiddelbart! Forstått?" If anything goes wrong, you report to me immediately! Understood?

At this point, Rebecca calmed down a little. Eliab can be uptight, but she knows he cares. The young maid took the paper. "Forstått!"

Eliab moved along beside his master, who asked, "What was that all about, mate?"

"It's a sibling thing! Don't worry about it!"

Charles whistled in amazement. "She's your sister? You think she'd date me?"

Eliab had to laugh. "Nope! She never was interested in that kind of thing! Let's just get my baseball stuff and get on with the contest!"

Rebecca took a deep breath before facing Chamomile again. "It's okay! He's just looking after me!"

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Character Portrait: Katherine Prescott Character Portrait: Eliab Othniel Character Portrait: Rebecca Othniel Character Portrait: Chamomile Speculi
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Rebecca had to give Chamomile's query some thought. "I don't know... but whatever they got, doesn't make a difference to me!" She had her right hand on her gut. "Lots of gymnastics training can do that to your stomach! Right with you! I think Eliab and his master are going there, now, to check it out! Between you and me, my brother never came close to coming out of his shell 'till he met that girl! I think that did wonders, but we'll see!"

At the line, a quite massive variety of food was there. "Hey! They got apple pie right there! You go on ahead of me! I'm probably going to take longer to pick what I'm going to eat, anyway!" That she did, which was why she let Chamomile get in front of her! All the assortments of fruit, veges, and bread made it hard for her to choose! Once she paid for her food, the maid met back up with her mistress.

"Sorry I took so long! I could not decide what to get!" She giggled a little before she noticed her brother walking past her. "Say! Wasn't he going to get ready for a bit of baseball after talking to me?" She then saw the brunnette. "Oh! That's why! We better not look in his direction! Last thing I need is to embarrass him when he is about to open up to Katherine!"

While Rebecca did not see Eliab's facial expressions, she could tell he was having a hard time saying what he had to say after apologizing for lying and any unwanted attention he brought to the girl. The pauses were followed by him saying to himself out loud, in Norwegian, to say it and get it over it. Once the maid's brother spoke in English again, he was frantic, admitting he liked Katherine but did not want to say it in the auditorium due to being watched by everyone and the fact the two had barely met. A deep breath, along with further explanations, and the poor boy was off in a hurry.

Without looking at him, Rebecca was shocked. "Whoa... just whoa! I knew Eliab was having a hard time and all, but damn! Never heard him so anxious in his life!"

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Chamomile's gaze spread out over the the suprisingly large pulps of food, based on the cosmopolitan variety of people in the school you could see different kinds of food from every notable corner of the world. But everything that didn't look anything simular to apple pie was automaticly erased from her food-searching-vision. When she recognized the seducing smell of apples and cinnamon, she instantly reached for a plate and served herself a perfectly sliced piece of apple pie and diluted herself a scoop of vanilla flavored whipped cream on top of it. She didn't belong to one of those girls who counted ther calories per day and were afraid of chocolates and ice cream.

Chamomile glanced gently at the boy whom Rebecca had presented as her brother, Eliab. Chamomile had never really got a grip of love and its frequent ups and downs and falling in love wasn't something that she valued as much as, well - apple pie. Her expercience of relationships was equal to her expercience in chinese - none - but based on the whishy-washy, short lived lovestories which her ex-friends told her about, she wasn't that anticipative of making her own. On the other hand, she couldn't judge entirely on imagination but falling in love with someone you've barely met was just unrational. She felt sorry for Eliab, but still thought of him as pretty ignorant because of his unefficiant ways and too early love-confession.

She watched him leave the cafeteria, looked back at Rebecca in order to return her focus at her precious slice of apple pie.

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"Yeah, he never had much interaction with girls," Rebecca felt she owed her mistress an explanation. "He's too afraid to talk to people on a regular basis. Maybe it's because Dad scares them away or..." her eyes filled with fear in an instant when starting to mention the latter reason. "Or maybe it's because our ethnicity often got in the way of making lasting friends." She began to lose her appetite with every sentence. "I mean... what has 9-11 done to change your view on people who have even a drop of Middle Eastern blood in them?"

The entire conversation made Rebecca feel uneasy, even when sitting down at a table eating bits of her fruit. This was not a topic either she or her brother enjoy discussing. It meant taking a risk, that being the risk of the loss of friends. Such a burden is often painful. Eliab was hit hard with it the most, however. Death threats, insults, and a vast array of other forms of hostility weighed him down everyday. Peers often asked him why his sister did not die in a suicide bombing, yet. She would be asked that, too, which irritated her to no end. Her response would simply be that she and her family are not like that.

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"I think I've lost my appetite, Chamomile! I'll be right back!" Rebecca got up from the table to take her tray up to the conveyor belt. Before even getting halfway, when she bumped into a blonde boy and dropped her tray on the floor. Fortunately, none of what was on it got on anyome. "Sorry! I didn't mean it! There was something on my mind troubling me, and I went into a daze! I'll pick it up!"

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Andrew huffed as a girl ran into his chest, and looked down at her, eyes accidentally harsh again. He needed to start paying attention, he was gonna hurt someone. She was rattling off some sort of apology and he couldn't seem to get a word in edge-wise.

"Yo." "Sorry! I didn't mean it!" "That's fine, I--" "There was something on my mind troubling me, and I went into a daze!" "Don't worry about i--" "I'll pick it up!" He put his hand on top of her head and leaned down to peer into her eyes, close to her face, like he would with his sister. She was about her size, maybe a few inches smaller, and stumbled through her words exactly like Anna-Beth.

"YO." he said, waiting for her to finish speaking, "it's fine. Don't worry about it." He moved his hand and stood up tall, cocking his head and looking at her. She reminded him of someone, but he couldn't quite place it...plus, he felt like he'd never met the person she looked like. Realization hit him--his sister had met the person, and he was grasping straws from her head.

"I'm Andrew. Sorry for smackin' into you. What's your name?"

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When Chamomile decided to enroll at Matsuka Academy she was sure the school would turn out to be boring and only good for her studies, she didn't expect it to be so... lively. The students here actually seemed quite nice, even the girls and especially Rebecca. Chamomile who was sitting in total daze didn't notice her maids sudden absence until she heard a crash a few meters away. When she saw Rebecca kneeling in front of a blond guy Chamomile rushed over, thinking that the guy was going to kill her.

''What happened?'' Chamomile bent down to help her maid and didn't think or care for her position as mistress. ''Are you okay? Did you break anything?''.

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"I'm fine, ma'am!" Once Rebecca finished picking up everything, she turned to look at Andrew. "I'm Rebecca!"

Just then, Eliab ran towards her. "Rebecca! Er du OK? hva har skjedd?" Rebecca! Are you alright? What has happened?

The maid turned her attention to her brother. "Jeg er fint, Eliab! Jeg var bekymret for du, så kjørte inn i Andrew!" I'm fine, Eliab! I was worried about you, then ran into Andrew!

"Andrew?" Eliab turned his attention to the blonde boy his sister ran into. "You look a lot like..." He took a step closer. "Well, considering how today has been, so far, I guess my sister had a right to be worried about me. I never thought I'd see her impulses take the form of clumsiness." His eyes turned protective, his Southern (American) accent obvious. "And next time, Andrew, please respect her personal space! You don't have to have your face so close to hers like you just did moments ago! Under normal circumstances, Rebecca would have punched you in the gut for that! She is that impulsive!" Eliab's eyes relaxed some more before he slapped himself in the face. "Now, look at how I'm behaving!" He held his hand out for Andrew to shake. "Eliab Othniel! Pleasure to meet you, despite the circumstances!"

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Andrew gritted his teeth a little and grinned, grasping the boy's hand tightly.

"Great to meet you, too, Othniel. Andrew Anderson. Pleasure." He tightened his grip and lowered his voice, leaning in, "And I APOLOGIZE for entering her SPACE, right after she ran into mine." He was angry. This little punk was blaming him for this stupid girl's inability to see? Nerve, that's what he had, a lot of nerve. "Anyway, what're you planning to do about it. She apologized, I'm not angry about her bumping into me. It isn't a problem. So why are you all up in arms about it?"

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Eliab grinned with a smirk. "What I plan on doing is what a brother should do. That's all you need to know." He let go. "Surely, you can understand how protective I can be of my sister, given you have one, as well." He then turned to Rebecca. "Kanskje, jeg bedre sitter ved et bord ved siden av din, for en stund."

Rebecca nodded. "OK! Det er bra!" She headed on over to the conveyor belt before heading back to the table she and Chamomile were at, earlier. Meanwhile, Eliab took his tray to the only empty table next to Rebecca's and began eating again, periodically looking around to see if Andrew was anywhere near. What a musclehead... Oh, well!

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"Yo, Othniel, we aren't done here!" he quickly followed him over to the table and glared down at him, his temper spiking further, "You don't get to talk about my sister as if you know her. I understand being protective, but I didn't do a damn thing to her except make her stop apologizing. And I think it's your turn now. So why don't you pull your head out of your--"

"Andrew!"

He twitched slightly, then glanced over his shoulder. Anna-Beth was stalking towards him, her eyes flashing angrily. Andrew muttered a curse under his breath and turned to face her, smiling broadly.

"Hey, Anna-Ann!" he grinned at her, looking like a young child that had just been caught doing something terrible--and in a way, he was.

"Andrew, are you bothering him?" she glanced past him to Eliab and the girl, bowing her head respectfully, "I'm sorry, he's a bit head-strong, I hope he didn't offend you."

"Anna, I didn't offend--!"

"Quiet, Andrew. That's enough. You need to stop starting fights."

"It wasn't a fight, since this idiot ran away." Andrew shoved his hands in his pants pockets and shrugged moodily.

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Andrew hissed as Mel tugged on his ear, and yanked away as fast as he could, face red with anger and embarrassment. He glared between them all, then sneered, as was usual with him. His pride had been scraped, but he didn't need pride, he had skill.

"Fencing? Are you serious?" he chuckled, ignoring his maid. She would learn her place eventually. "If I wanted to play with dinky little swords, I'd probably hang myself. I don't need an object to kick your ass, buddy, I can do it with my fists and my feet. But you obviously aren't man enough to try that, are you?" He whirled on Mel, shaking with fury, invading her personal space and nearly screaming in her face, "And this has nothing to do with my station, with my money, or with anything else that has to do with any of that crap. I'm yelling and fighting because I want to yell and fight. So you can just bugger off!"

"Brother," Anna-Beth whispered, and walked towards him, hand out-stretched. She touched his shirt gently, trying to grip his arm, but he turned and threw her off before walking out of the building. He would wait in the gym, all right, but not to play with those stupid fencing toys. He'd taken fencing as a kid, but it hadn't been violent enough for him, so he'd quit. Andrew would kick that twerps ass the old-fashioned way.

Anna-Beth stood quickly, and turned, attempting to follow her brother...but he didn't want her near, that much was obvious. She turned back and paced towards the others, smiling shyly, no tears springing to her eyes this time.

"I'm sorry," she muttered, "he's really a good guy, he just...what did he do to upset you? Whatever it was, I'm sure he didn't mean it. Andrew is just...he plays life by ear, no plans, no thinking things through. He just DOES. It's actually a very admirable trait."

She turned and bowed her head to Mel, tucking her hair behind her ear, "Thank you for trying to stop him, but once he gets going, he's like a speeding bullet. You're his maid, aren't you? I'm sure you've realized it's going to be a difficult journey by now. I hope he doesn't make you want to leave, it'd be great to have another girl around him, get him used to 'em."

"Charles," she murmured, and walked up to him, pleading him with her eyes, then glanced at the Othniel siblings, "Eliab, Miss Rebecca, I apologize on his behalf. Please, don't feel obligated to fight with him. It's exactly what he wants, and he'll be nearly unbearable at home tonight. I know he's a bit of an ass," she placed her hand on Charles' arm, begging him with her eyes, "but please, try and put up with him?"


((He's waiting in the gym~~I've never written a fight before, I wonder if it'll actually go down! ^_^))

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They took their places by a table who luckily weren't that far away from Rebecca's brothers and this Andrew-guys 'fight'. As Chamomile listened to the conversation she uttered a excited giggle, this is awfully entertaining, though she didn't think that Rebecca thought so. It concerned her and her brother afterall.

''I don't think you have to worry about your brother, Rebecca, afterall boys will be boys'' Chamomile liked that childish side about boys, because honestly, a fencing duel?. ''I hope you don't mind me having to tell you this but their reason for this fight is utterly pathetic, this Andrew didn't do anything to hurt you, did he?'' Chamomile sighed and leaned back in her chair, very unfeminine.

''Siblings are hard to understand...''

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((The point of what Eliab said was to avoid anyone getting hurt, so I doubt it. Maybe when he has a better reason to do so? (; ))

Charles was a little confused as to what to say, at first, but then nodded, slowly. "I... I'll... I'll try!"

Eliab took his Bible out of his pack. "I wasn't planning on fighting him, to begin with. The point of the fencing suggestion was to avoid anyone getting seriously hurt. Can you tell him that I feel a man should not let his emotions get the best of him?"

Rebecca nodded towards what Anna-Beth said, then turned her attention to Chamomile, shrugging. "Well, Andrew was right up in my face, but I don't think he meant anything by that. Eliab just wanted to remind him of that particular wrongdoing, but I guess it was taken the wrong way. The reason he suggested fencing is because he had protective gear they could have used to prevent either one of them from getting hurt while Andrew let off steam. Eliab tries to avoid a fight or injury, whenever possible. When he doesn't succeed in that..." She shuddered. "... Let's just say I'd rather not be there for that!"

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Anna-Beth's smile was frozen a bit on her face, and she blinked a few times, then looked at Eliab with her head cocked slightly to the side.

"I'm sorry, he didn't mean anything by getting up in her face. It's just what he does. And though he is a bit rash, I'll ask you to please not insult my brother's emotions, or manhood, really. I'm just glad he walked away. He can be violent, though that isn't to insult your abilities, he could have caused some damage."

She shook her head sadly, and smiled, closing her eyes tightly, "I'm sorry, that was rude. Anyway, I should...go talk to him, maybe. I'll see you soon, OK Charles?" She smiled at him, then picked up her brother's forgotten coat and rushed out, following her twin's brain waves. He was rude, and rash, and crude, yes...but he was still her brother, and she had to defend him. That's what sisters did, wasn't it?

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"Oh! Yeah!" Rebecca slapped herself on the head. "Eliab, this is Chamomile Speculi, my mistress!"

Eliab held his hand out for a shake. "Eliab Othniel! Pleasure to meet you, Chamomile!"

Rebecca then pointed to Eliab's master. "And, this is..."

Charles was still blushing from what Anna-Beth said to him, but it went away when he held his hand out, as well. "Charles Aaron! I'm Eliab's master!"

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Chamomile shook their hands and offered them a cheerful smile, pleased with the fact that they were both guys. Not because she were a playgirl of any sort but it would make her feel more comfortable.

''Pleased to meet you Eliab, Charles'' she said and curtsied by reflex. When she uttered the words she felt like one of those 'respecteble ladies' her mother socialized with so she sighed and started anew.

''I'm Rebeccas mistress, Chamomile, and you're her brother right?'' She focused her gaze on Eliab and then passed on to Charles, ''I apologize for the sudden question but do you guys live in the dorms or at home?'' Chamomile herself arrived with her plane from Dublin this morning and hadn't had the time to see her dormroom. She'd also forgotten to ask Rebecca while they were eating.

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"Yes, I'm Rebecca's brother!" Eliab chuckled. "And I am going live in a dorm, like Rebecca will!"

Charles felt a little better when the conversation with Chamomile started, having felt awkward when Anna-Beth hinted at affection. "I'll be in a dorm, too!"

Rebecca added to the conversation after she giggled. "And if you see either Eliab or myself pranked, it's most likely because we're always trying to pull one on each other! It's one of the few times he gets to be himself!"

"Hey!" Eliab gave a playful punch on the shoulder while grinning from ear to ear. "Why are you embarrassing me?"

Rebecca gave a playful slap on the back of the head. "That's what sisters do, silly!"

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"Uh huh! That I am! Got three years of this to endure!" Charles laughed at what Eliab and Rebecca were saying. "This kind of reminds me of when my family chauffer and I would tease each other! He is the closest I have to a brother!" He cleared his throat. "Well, Eliab, now that we both ate dinner, you think we should go to your dorm and get our coats and button-up shirts back from there? I want to see those gardens they have!"

"Sure, Charles! Why not? That place might take up most of our spare time, aside from papers and studying!"

The two of them set off. After they got what they were after from the dorm, the master-butler pair walked on over to the gardens, which were more than they imagined. There was even a garage full of equipment for their maintenance. Trees and shrubs decorated the place to where it seemed like a mini-forest, yet organized at the same time. Many sorts of flowers were present, as well. It was the perfect place for people in horticulture to work in.

Eliab had some thoughts to himself in curiosity. I wonder how their irrigation works...

Meanwhile, Rebecca spoke to Chamomile. "I wonder if they have a gymnastics team, here. That would be fun!"

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"Yep! I can do backflips and other agile moves!" Rebecca grinned a little. "I'm not one to stay in one place for very long if I don't have to, which is why gymnastics is my favorite activity!"

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Agatha sighed, herself. You'd think a mistress would confide in her maid. Oh, well! This is only the first day!

As she walked out the room, the half-Greek looked at her father's cross, remembering the day her father's will was read. In it, it said that she would inherit that cross upon the man's death. The memories were bitter-sweet. Her father knew the risks of staying true to the Bible by refusing to hate. He spoke out against intolerance and feuds to the very end. That part of him was what Agatha admired the most, yet it was also what angered a political zealot to the point of murder. She forgave the killer long ago, though she never was the same since that day. Her mother died in a car crash, shortly afterwords, leaving her all alone in Athens. She was left with no choice but to move to London, where she would reside in her grandmother's house until she was old enough and could support herself enough to be on her own. Agatha remembered all of it in vivid detail.

Before heading downstairs, she put the cross back under her blouse. She could see Andrew not feeling too well over what happened. The girl's eyes expressed sadness as she spoke to him.

"She said she is fine, though I doubt it. From my experience, I know that sometimes, people are just not willing to admit what is wrong and ask for help." Agatha gave Andrew a hug, comforted by his presence. "I honestly don't know what to do other than give her some time."

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Rebecca sat in one of the chairs in the girls' lobby. She laughed at what she thought her brother's reaction was when he opened his "present". The two siblings always pulled pranks on each other. It is their way of expressing their brotherly-sisterly love. Those moments of pulling one on one another always cracked them up.

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Agatha timidly wrapped her own arms around Andrew. His reaction was not her intention. However, she knew she would have had to tell him about her parents, sooner or later. The Grecian girl could not think of anything else to say. In the end, she closed her eyes, letting the moment last for as long as it could. Agatha felt comforted in the tall boy's presence.

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Meanwhle, Rebecca could not help but speak softly in Norwegian about random pranks she pulled on Eliab. The siblings spoke in that language often when they wanted nobody else to know what they were saying. It is an excellent way to keep a secret, assuming all the people around them have no knowledge of Norwegian.

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"Yeah, time sure does fly when you're having fun. We'll talk more tomorrow, during lunch or after school or something..." Katherine sighed, as if she did not want to leave just yet. "I don't want you to get scolded by your grandfather, so you should get going." She gave Daileass a gently smile, with her head tilted oh so slightly off to the side.

Kat let out a quiet giggle at something Dail said earlier. "I would rather enjoy seeing that. You wearing rabbit ears hopping down the halls to class. That would without a doubt make my day. With her cheeks a little flushed from laughing, the girl faced away from her butler. "I'd be delighted if I was given the chance to meet your mother. Maybe I can help you learn another instrument. I don't know how to play the harp, but I know how to play the guitar. In a way, I guess their similar. Well, that is if you are interested, I mean." As that was said, she started heading for the door of the music room.

Just as her hand reached the knob of the door, the petite mistress paused for a moment. "I'm glad I met you today. Even more so that you agreed on becoming my butler. A lot of things have happened today, most of it are things I want to forget, but I know I can't." She opened the door, taking a step out. "You're really sweet. Goodnight Daileass." Walking out of the room, the girl headed down the hall of the Academy, a bit cautiously. Since after all, she was in the Academy after hours and she did not want to get into trouble.

"I should have set a timer for to get out of the Academy. It's almost 9 at night, the Academy closed at 7..." With a heavy sigh the mistress went down the stairs, the music room being on the second floor, and advanced for the exit. "Maybe I should of stayed with him...If he get's caught, it'll be all because of me..." Feeling a bit guilty, Katherine turned around and started back towards the music room.

But then she heard foot steps, startled she rushed into the nearest room, leaving the door just a crack opened so she can peek through. It was the Headmaster, he was going up the stairs, his office was on the third floor after all. "Oh no..." Forgetting that she had Dail's number, Kat thought that there was nothing she could do. Feeling immensely horrible, she started heading back to the Girl's Dormitory. "The Headmaster's office is in the complete opposite way, plus it's on the third floor. Maybe he won't get into trouble after all...And if he does...I'll make sure I apologize and tell the Headmaster is was all my fault he was there...I'll ensure that I will be the one to get a punishment instead of him..." She thought her thoughts out loud, as she exited the Academy building.

Once in front of the dormitory, the petite mistress entered very quietly, not to wake anyone. Not that there was any rooms on the first floor anyways, but she wanted to be careful. Closing the door behind her, Katherine saw the light in the lobby on and heard a voice. Silently moving forward, she hide behind the wall. She could barely hear what the voice was saying, but sure enough, she could still understand.