This rich and depressed girl wants a change (8)

-I'm home! - I screamed with joy as soon as I entered the house. I stood a second at the entrance to put on my house slippers. I left the shoes on the furniture contrary to that of the house slippers. Amelia, Alizee or another of the people who worked in the house would be in charge of washing the sole and putting shoe polish to give them shine. Then they would leave them in my room so I can use them when I need them.

-Miss, have you returned? I'm glad. How was school? Have you made many friends? You are young, take advantage now to make new friends. When you grow up, you will have less time. Working anywhere takes a lot of time to do other things. - Amelie asked enthusiastically hearing me get home.

-Okay... I will make many friends! - As soon as I finished saying this with conviction, I blushed for being so effusive.

Amelie in response laughed out loud. - Miss, don't be ashamed, you're young. I am glad to see you with such enthusiasm to meet new people. Since childhood, the gentlemen and the young master have overprotected you, I was beginning to worry that this would make you withdraw from society. Now I am much calmer. Have you hit it off with someone? - Asked picking up the jacket of the uniform I was giving her.

Even with a little color in the cheeks and with an expression of a sour face I said. - Yes. Two girls and it seems that I will get along with the class manager as well. - I replied with my head down and lowering the voice in shame.

-A boy?! - Amelie shouted surprised upon hearing her answer.

-What are you talking about? Are you talking about a boy? - My brother asked us as soon as he entered through the door.

Then Jerome without taking off his shoes, approached me with great strides. He reached bent down so that his gaze was at the same height as mine. And with concern he looked at me from my head to my feet. Then, without waiting for me greet him or answer his question about what that boy, he made me turn around. Once satisfied he let out a great sigh.

-Luckily you don't look hurt. Did that boy do something to you? Has it bothered you? Or has he asked you out? Tell me hsi name. I think I need to pay him a visit. - He began his interregation.

-Brother... - I tried to make him listen but cut me with another round of questions.

-He hasn't touched you, right? You can't trust other guys. They are wolves in lambskin. Why don't you want to tell me his name? He threatened you? - Asked me more and more worried and startled. He grabbed my arms and gave me a little shake to make me hurry up and tell him about what happened.

-Brother... - I tried again.

Suddenly, my mother approached from behind and gave Jerome a small blow to the head.

-Mom. Why did you hit me? You don't see that I'm trying to know what that boy has done to my sister.

-Don't you see that you are scaring your sister? You and your father are the same. What will happen if she grows up and can't have a boyfriend because of you? - She replied a little exasperated with the attitude of her husband and son regarding Marielle and the boys. - You are too overprotective. Marielle will grow and leave the nest. It is a fact.

After the door rang again we all turned to see who it was this time. Jean Paul and Pierre appeared through the door and my dad repeated almost the same gesture as Jerome. He approached me running while throwing his briefcase on the floor, which Pierre picked up while sighing, and hugged me tightly. Then he turned to see his wife.

-How can you say that? My little girl will never be ready to leave the nest. Any boy who dares to look at her lustfully will have to face this dad bear. - He expressed first whining, and then with fire peeking in his pupils for his determination. - No boy is worthy of looking at my angel. And much less go out with her. - He said again while rubbing his head with mine like a cat asking for pampering and safety.

-Dad... Brother... - I said a little overwhelmed.

-You two are... - Lorraine said shaking her head. - Well, let's leave the issue of Marielle's future boyfriend aside. Now, honey, tell me why did you mention a boy?

I shrugged my shoulders in the hug that Jean Paul was giving me and after sighing, I raised my head and looked at Mom before answering.

-Amelie had asked me if I made some friends. I just said that it seems to me that I will be very friendly with two girls and that I may get along with the class manager, who is a boy.

-It's a boy, I don't approve. -My dad said grumbling.

Defeated, I changed the topic for one about the company. Of course I greet Pierre, who had laughed at the drama they had mounted in front of him. We went to the dining room and sat smiling at each other. We had a snack together while we talked about various topics avoiding, of course, the topic of my interest in boys.

-By the way, Marielle, I thought about your proposal. I think it's a good idea. I have already sent Pierre to do an investigation on the security companies we could hire. In a few days I will have the report and after choosing one of them, I will hire it immediately.

-That's fine. - I said releasing a smile. Then I turned my gaze to leave it on Jean Paul's secretary. - You already have a lot of work. I'm sorry I gave you more.

-Hey! Marie, don't talk to him! Your gaze has to be on your dad or your brother. Ignore him, he is my worker, it is his job to work hard. - My dad was still sulking.

-OK. -I turned to Pierre and I just said 'I'm sorry' only moving my lips, without emitting sound so as not to displease my dad anymore.

He winked at me in response.

-Pierre, accompany me to the office. Excuse us, we still have work to do. - He got up, stroked the head of my brother who was sitting next to him and came to our side. My mother's and mine. He kissed mom on the cheek first and then me. Then he told Pierre to follow him with a hand gesture. Pierre who was waiting up, said goodbye to us and followed him.

We watched them go in silence and after finishing the milkshake, I got up. It was time to go to my room.

-Brother, mom, I'm going upstairs to do my homework. See you at dinner time. By the way, what is there for dinner?

Lorraine turned to Amelie, who was waiting standing to serve us immediately if asked. Amelie then replied with a smile.

-For dinner we have the following menu. From starters we have 'onion soup' and 'grilled foie gras on mango carpaccio'. The first dish is 'Boeuf Bourguignon' and for dessert we have a rich 'Mi-cuit de chocolat'.

-I'll look forward to it. - And after saying that I turned and went up to my room. Once in the luxurious room, I threw myself on the bed.

"I am so tired. Between classes and the family, today I'm exhausted. A pity that I still have to do my homework... And I thought my parents were overprotective... Marielle's are from another world with their level of overprotection. Well, they are from another world with respect to me. "

[Host, stop rambling and congratulations on getting your father to approve the idea of ​​hiring bodyguards. What is your next plan?]

"I already told you that it is to make more friends with which to get more information. Other part of this plan is to keep distancing myself from Fleur while keeping an eye on her. See who she meets, if she falls in love with someone, among other things. And the last part of the plan that we will use for now is to get better grades than our protagonist. One of the wishes was that she would not live happily, we will start with the school. In the 'past life' Fleur kept distracting Marielle when there were exams. She made Marielle have discussions with her family and as a result of them, her test score left a lot to be desired. If she is as I think she is, this will make her angry and eventually she will make mistakes that will take away her title of a 'good girl' in front of everyone. "

[And how long will you continue with this plan?]

"Until it's time. Remember that there are still about two months left for her family to screw it up. When that happens, she will try to use me again as a substitute. We will see if that works out well." I thought the latter with what most people would call an evil smile.

-Well, let's do our homework.