23| A thing

These guys are not far step away from his handsomeness. Infact, they have his almost same appearance.

I believe they must be his brothers.

But what about the three girls seated beside them?

They're occupying a medium size table with chairs around it. Drinks and snacks are smiling on the table.

In my mind right now, I'm having a mental note that I'm the female Merlin. No one can see me yet while I do my crazy mind calculation.

I'm processing something here.

Grandma told me Aunt jin-joo and Uncle Seb only had five kids which I remember her saying quintuplets. But right now, I can see six (6) including Princeton.

Excluding me... What am I even saying? I don't belong in the Flynn's family.

Still standing abroad from them. My big backpack has been taken to only God knows where by the.....

Wait a sec... Let me process something here.

Who. The. F*CK. Took. My. Backpack?

If only someone could hear me mouth that out.

Ugh... Such is life. When there is life, there's sure a hope. My backpack is like my soul already.

I proudly remember how I pressed it against myself whilst in the car like some bandits were on a mission to take it from me.

I looked around..... Bye-bye backpackie. I'm sorry I can't find you. There's no way I'll go to anyone here to ask about my backpack. I'm sure even the chauffeur will laugh at me if I do.

I can't speak like normal people does.

Awkward.

The voices of few persons cheering and celebrating something am absentminded of, drew my attention from where I was standing sadly with head lowered before now.

I slowly lifted my head up. Still no recognition.

Seriously?

What am I?

A kinda ghost?

God-damn! I've been standing here for minutes and no one could even flick an eye on me?

I've took all my time to study the building's view from the outside, of a true, it is exquisite and glamorous.

Why should I say this?

Of course people like Uncle Seb who is f*cking rich...

Ahem! Sorry I had to clear my throat mentally.

Where was I?... Yeah! Gotcha! People like Uncle Seb who are renowned multi billionaires, wouldn't send their kids to live in a dungeon, right?

To start with the beautiful mansion I and grandma lived at, I should be expecting something similar for his kids before coming here.

"Who's that thing over there?"

A girl pointed her finger at me.

I'm not deaf, I heard that loud and clear. A thing?!

I fist my hands. To start with, I don't even know how to throw punches let alone slapping someone and am here acting like am supergirl.

Crazy.

I kept my gaze focused on the eyes staring at me like I'm sh*t.

I'm getting a weird feeling of embarrassment right now.

No defender. A girl like me....not like me. Infact better than me. I'm not even fortified to polish her shoes anyway. She's classy, hot and beautiful and I'm not. I'm just a goblin alien thing that fell into earth with a mysterious life background.

She addressed me as a thing a d nobody could speak in my defense?

Now I know what I am to this place and people that live in this duplex which looks like a penthouse.

Yeah, I know the name....

An intruder!

"She doesn't speak?" Another girl mocked.

I wanted to spare a glare at Princeton but I couldn't. He is the only one I've known amongst the others.

We took a flight and ride together before getting here, isn't he supposed to speak on my behalf?

At least show some mercy which I don't deserve.

I couldn't face anyone. So I turned my face towards the beautiful green plants placed in flowerpots in the surroundings.

One of my hand can't stop romancing my other arm. I'm not comfortable with the atmosphere above me.

I wish everything turn to space and they'd be gone and I won't be seen. I really regret coming here but never regret the help Aunt jin-joo gave to me for my admission and studies.

The girls are laughing, mocking and simpering at me. I feel ashamed of myself.

I should have left my standing novation by now but I'm still here. Looking like a planted stiff tree on the loamy soil.

"Cressida."

The entire place got a silence after that familiar voice spoke. Princeton.

The girls who were whispering something within themselves and mocking at me like a mockingbird remained silence.

What a serene environment.

"How many times do I have to remind you on your dubious way of mocking at people?" Princeton chided.

Okay, I think I get it right.

Hello?

Do you mean she didn't do it right and you want her to improve?

Like a..... Keep it up. Keep it up.

The girl literally rolled her eyes, chewing her gum harshly and making a bubble out of it.

Ugh! Shameful.

"How was the trip?" One island charming prince asked.

"Fine," Princeton mumbled, reaching for a seat beside the guy, he sat and continued, "But not too fine."

I gulped after hearing that.

Is he gonna bring up the splash incident story in front of his crews?

I doubt!

Uhh...I don't think I can feel my legs any longer. Are they gone? I can't live without my legs... Sorry. I can't stand without my legs but I'm still standing in a particular spot for long now. No one has asked me for a seat yet and.....

"Hey," One of the girls addressed me with a wave of her hand in the air, "Do you mind joining us over here? The sun's too hot and you're underneath it. Not fair."

Should I beam on that or just remain my slow person girl way of life and walk quietly towards the table of Princeton's crews?

I shook my head with a smile which fainted away within a sec as I made my way towards the table.

**

Sitting in the midst of these elegant yet not friendly faces was giving me a hard time to process if am still human.

My presence is not needed here. I look like someone who came to a party, uninvited.

Why I'm I still here? My instincts asked me.

For studies, idiot.

The two girls who made gest of me are putting on something which made me think am obstructing their views towards a swimming pool.

Bikinis.

I know it's summertime. It's normal for people to put on light clothes.

The sun's temperature is not friendly at all.

I can't really picture the faces of these mockingbirds. They gat sunglasses. Tinted ones. But now....

They took it off just to get a full view of the kinda alien I might look like.

The girl which Princeton had addressed by her name earlier, Cressida, ran her eyes speedily at me from head to toe.

What a great scanner.

The next thing, she sneered at me.

Okay, I think her scanning device has just spoken to her of the thing I look like.

Not her class after all.

Copy that.

I tucked my head down, fidgeting with my fingers on my lap. I should have belong to the farm animals kingdom not in the mammals.

"So, bro, do you mind sharing why you had a bad trip?" Another prince charming asked, sipping his wine.

My ears are wide open now. I'm on a mission to get the incoming details which are about to dash out of Princeton's mouth. My heart is pounding.

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

On-

"Nothing really," He shrugged.

I sighed inwardly. That's a relief.

"Actually, I couldn't get all the cruise I wanted in L.A. unlike here in Washington?" He chuckled.

"Mom and dad," One of the guys slurred the words, sadly.

Now I know my instincts always make sense when I addressed them as brothers.

"I couldn't even breath." Princeton started. "One duty to another."

One of the guys pointed sneakily at me and asked Princeton, "A maid?"

The two girls mocked again, "A maid."

"Can you guys please cut it out?" The girl who asked me to join the cruise, defended for me.

"Oh please shut up, Britney." One of the girls mumbled and rolled her eyes at her.

I identified the two shameless mockers now. One is a decent of westerner and the other, an Asian.

The Britney girl is a decent of Asian and now I am able to pick out the two girls plus the three guys making it the quintuplets.

It feels good to find out that I'm not the only intruder after all. Me and the one ugly mocker.

Britney narrowed her eyes at the colleague. The Asian decent. "You know there's always a way I can shut you up."

"Oh please shut your f*cking crap, b*tch!" The girl booed.

Britney gritted her teeth with rage, grabbing the martini glass of wine from the table.

"No no no no no," The guys and the one ugly mocker, warned.

SPLASH!

Ow! That hurts, girlie. I don't think they get along...

A weird silence greeted everyone.

Eyes with amaze, bugged, wide opened. I covered my mouth with my hands. My mouth can't explain what just happened.

The girls purple bra is soaked. Wine dripping from her beautiful face down to her cleavage.

The guys remained constantly silent. No words to offer on her behalf now.

I wish I could, sorry, I'm even better than no mouth at all.

Britney smirked and placed down the empty martini glass. She clapped her hands. Great job, girl. "I believe my actions love to speak louder than my voice itself."

The victim girl made me recapped the scene of the splash incident at the mansion. I feel sorry. She's now in Princeton's category.

The girl gritted her teeth with rage in her narrowed eyes. She slammed her fist on the table.

The one ugly girl which I remember is Cressida according to Princeton, held the girl on the shoulder to soothe her. But the victim girl jerked her hands away.

I don't need your condolences, mockingbird.

I believe Cressida is her friend or maybe.... Princeton's?

I never expected what's gonna happen next but right now all I see is a reality of Netflix before my eyes.

The victim girl had rushed into the house and dashed out with a samurai attire and a sword.

Okay, someone didn't tell me I was coming all the way from L.A down to DC just to get a full live watch of Blade of the 47 Ronin.

"You!" She gritted her teeth, smelling the edge of the sword, "I'll make you as tiny as an ant."

I was hoping to see the three guys do something about it. Someone's blood is about to be shed before Christmas.

None of them stood to stop this girl. Not even me.

The next thing which dropped doubts in my head if these quintuplets are really siblings, were the guys walking out of the fields whilst been busy with their phones and mumbling something in their mouths.

They didn't showed concern.

I can't do anything about it anyway. The victim girl gat this red thing mascara painted around her eyelids.

I gulped. My saliva made a thick lump at my oesophagus.

Britney stood up, folding her sleeves to her slender white arms. "You know I'll always win, loser."

Ouch!

The two girls fought, fiercely.

I wiped my eyes thrice to get a full observation if what I'm seeing is true.

Of course it is.

I expected Britney to get a cut easily. She's without a weapon.

So fortunate for her, she gat several ways of making drifts. She's cool. I love her stunts.

I wished I could say that out loud.

The girl with the sword tossed it aside for a perfect way of making her direct punches.

I sneak peak to get a clear view if the sword is real or fake. I touched it.

Damn it's so real and sharp. The edged sparkle like mirror in the sun. I've only seen swords in movies but not in real life.

What do I know?

It's long and perfectly made. I think the blacksmith took a long timing in making this.

There goes the one ugly mocker, Cressida. She came and took it. "Wow, this is solid and slightly weighty." She admires like a thief who just found a treasure box. Her iris sparkled.

The shouts and bawls of the two fighters drew the attention of the bodyguards. They came to take them away.

The victim girl struggled with the bodyguards but still, they took them out of the fields. Leaving just I and Cressida alone.