Sophie had entered your room to wake you so that you could get a jump start on your day, but you were not in your bed and she was now storming throughout the house trying to find you. "That stupid rich kid, the late masters bed must not have been good enough for him, he must have-" Sophie opened the door to the kitchen to see you sitting there, eating a simple plate of waffles, while the heavyset woman in a white chefs outfit sitting next to you was having...more. "What the hell?! You're having breakfast, its five thirty in the morning!"
When you saw Sophie you gave her a big smile and waved to her. "Ah, hello Sophie, eh sorry about having breakfast so early, I usualy sleep in but, I guess I couldn't sleep, heheh sorry about that," You then gestured you hand to the large woman next to you. "And Ilene here prepared a wonderful breakfast, why don't you join us?"
"We've got your favorite French-toast ready for you." Ilene chimed in.
Sophie rolled her eyes and walked over to Ilene. "Fine...but only because I always have breakfast with Ilene, not because you offered...I also really like her French-toast," After sitting down Sophie got herself a plate of French-toast and a glass of orange juice. After Sophie took her first bite her eyes lit up. "Mmmm, Ilene you've really out done your self today!"
Ilene laughed and gave you a pat on the back. "If anyone deserves thanks it's Mr. Norman, he's the one who made them!"
Sophie looked as if she wanted to spit out the food that was in her mouth, but swallowed instead "Wait what? That rich kid can cook?!"
"Yeah, when I came down to the kitchen this morning he was already there making waffles, I told him that I was supposed to cook for every one and was completely oblivious that he even had a chef. Then he asked if I could help him make every ones favorite breakfast and well, French-toast!"
"Where did a rich kid like you learn to cook, probably from your own privet chef." Sophie scoffed.
You laughed a bit a Sophie's remark. "No no, my mother tought me how to cook when I was Very little, I actually made most of the food using her recipes, is that okay?"
"The late masters wife huh," Sophie took another bite. "Eh, it's Okay, not as good as Ilene's though."
"You seemed to like it more when you thought I made it, why don't you like it now that you know Mr. Norman made it?" Ilene asked.
"Well I was trying to be uh...Fine, it was good, better then any I've ever had before, I just didn't want to admit it since that rich kid made it."
'Why dose she hate Me?!?!' "Well if you don't want to have any you can have those pancakes, I didn't make them...I did want to try them though."
What you said only made Sophie angrier. "Geez why do you have to be so nice, it makes it so hard for me to not like you!"
"I'm sorry...I'll just...shut up and eat my waffles." 'Do I just give something off that makes some girls hate me...that would explain something's.'
After she finished her meal Sophie grabed you by the collar of your shirt and lifted you out of your chair. "Alright Brat, time to get to work, you've got a lot of calls that need to be returned and papers that need to be singed so lets get going."
As Sophie dragged you off the only words that left your mouth were, "B-but, my waffles!"
While Sophie dragged you through the halls of the mansion (almost choking you because of the tightness of your collar) you passed by Nicole while she was dusting a vase. You mouthed for help (no words would have come out anyways) but she just looked at you, blushed then giggled and went back to dusting the vase.
When she finally got you to your fathers old office (you recognized it since it was the only room you weren't allowed in) Sophie opend the door dragged you in and placed you down in a chair behind a desk. "Huh...so this is what this room looks like." You said as you looked around the room.
Sophie shot you a look of disbelief. "You've never been in here before?"
"Actually I haven't, my father said I was annoying to be around when he wasn't busy...let alone when he actualy had work to do."
"What kind of annoying hobbies did you have as a kid?"
"I liked to read as kid."
"Oh, um...anyways, you've got a lot of work to do and I have to help you with it until you have the hang of things."
Sophie put a HUGE stack of paper work on your desk and you both got to work on it.
Choices.
You have no idea what you're doing and Sophie calls in Ruby for help.
You aren't that bad at the paper work and you and Sophie Actually finish with time to spare...maybe use that time to get her to like you.
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