Snitch

I can tell the maid is looking at me weirdly but I can't help it, this is just too troublesome. I walk out the door still in my plain white nightgown and make my way down the stairs then head out behind the mansion because the well rests there. I untie the rope and use the pully to bring down the bucket, on the way up it's heavier than before so it takes more force. I quickly tie the rope to the piece of wood making sure it won't fall and my efforts won't be in vain. Next, I try to pick up the nonexistent bucket I brought, since my thoughts were so chaotic I forgot to ask the maid to give me a bucket, I sigh at my stupidity.

I walk back in and see the maid ready to leave, she's leaving and she hasn't cleaned a thing! Everything is messier than before, what the fuck! This girl is pissing me off more but I just take deep breathes, "Would you by any chance happen to know where a bucket is?"

"You stupid wench, forgetting to ask for a bucket? Hah, go find one yourself." The maid snides looking awfully amused, you know what I have had it with this bitch. I'm going to tell on her, it may sound stupid but I currently hold no power in this house. So the only thing I can do is snitch her to my mother, she cares so much about her image so it won't be that hard to convince her.

I walk towards my mother's room knocking, barely making a sound. Yet somehow she hears it, "You may come in." I open the door and my mother looks at my nightdress coldly, "Would you tell me why you are wearing a nightdress at this time?" She's sitting at a table in a day gown drinking tea as all 12 of her personal maids stand behind her.

"Greetings mother," I say curtsying, "I am here to speak of how my personal maids refused to dress me and bathe me today."

"You are saying mere maids dared to disrespect my daughter!" She shouts I can tell she's angry, but it's not that she cares for me. She just cares about how this could possibly ruin her reputation.

"Yes mother, that is why I am asking your permission to fire them and appoint me, new maids," I answer, smiling to myself behind my polite smile of a mask.

"I give you permission my darling daughter, what are your impudent maid's names?" I have to think for a second, I don't really know any of their names.

"My apologies mother, I did not bother to remember any of their names."

"I see, it would be strange if you did remember their names. Bring me all of my daughter's personal maids." My mother says and a maid behind her immediately leaves the room with hurried steps, my mother then motions another one of her handmaids for tea. Or something, I'm not sure! Do you expect me to know what all these weird hand motions are? I confirm my suspicions right when the maid comes back with a teapot in hand, I honestly don't like these dried leaves and prefer alcohol but what can I do?

As I put the cup up to my mouth I can't help but want to put it back down, I never really liked these dried leaves in my past life. In this life, it's worse, because all these noble ladies have tea parties and I'm mostly forced against my will to drink it. Not to mention in my etiquette classes there's a whole subject on how to drink tea properly. Of course, being the pushover that I was I just did the classes without the slightest objection. Man, I regret those days, even though just today I stopped being a pushover.

I silently sip the tea, the taste disgusts me but if I show a bit of imperfection in front of this so-called mother I'll be starved for 3 days. Why? Well because she has this whole thing going on if I have a perfect daughter then people will praise me for raising her so well, or something along those lines. I don't plan to be starved anytime soon, especially with this body already being so weak.

I bet if guns existed in this world my body wouldn't be able to handle it. No, I guarantee it! With these thoughts in my head and the disgusting taste of tea in my mouth, the personal maid comes back into the room with six people following behind her.