Best/Worst Day

"Make way! Make way!" The men in black raised their voices and the ladies immediately parted into two. I looked down and covered my face as we passed through them while the famous billionaire was on my left side and the one man in black was on my right side. I heard gossips and murmurs asking who I am. But I am too shy and embarrassed to show my face to them. Maybe if they found out that it's me, they'll beat me to death.

I heaved a sigh when finally we got inside the mansion. I heard the billionaire chuckled so I immediately bowed at him as a sign of respect and appreciation.

"Thank you for giving me a chance, sir!"

"No problem. It is just that I can feel you're very responsible and industrious. You look hardworking. How long have you been walking under the heat of the sun?"

My eyes widened as I took steps backwards. I held on to my collar and raised it as I moved my face closer to it and smelled it. 

"Am I letting out a bad odor, sir? I-I'm sorry. I have been walking under the heat of the sun for-"

"You don't need to explain." He cut me off and smiled. He called all the maids and introduced me to them. He signalled one of them, who's wearing a different clothing which makes me think that she's someone superior here in this mansion. Mr. Bertrand told her to take care of the rest. Before he left, he smiled at me first. Three of the men in black followed him. I noticed the fourth one in my peripheral vision. When I looked at him, my eyes widened when I realized that he's Armand, the mysterious classmate of mine! Why didn't I notice him?

He flashed a smirk before he decided to leave, which made me scoff. What in the world is he doing here? Does that mean, I will be seeing him here? Me as a maid while him as a bodyguard? Ridiculous!

I shrugged. Well, it's not like he would care though. He's an introvert. Crap! What do I know about how introverts really feel? Anyway...

"Hey, young lady!" I came back to my senses when the Housekeeper raised her voice as she snapped her fingers. She looked like she's in her 60's but she still seem full of energy. The Housekeeper is a senior female servant in the mansion, responsible for oversight of all other female staff. And she is to be respected, of course, because she's higher than we are. She was the one whom Mr. Bertrand called and he only talks to her regarding the performances of the servants. The Housekeeper has the authority to fire someone as well. And no one in this house can ever change her mind, not even Mr. Bertrand and his family, because only she knows how capable someone is in the work. That's how superior the Housekeeper is. 

"Are you even aware of the place you're stepping on right at this moment?" She seriously asked so I nodded as an answer. I am in the famous billionaire's mansion, for goodness' sake! When my mom would hear this, she'll only think that I am dreaming!

"Listen here, young lady. Remember that you are not here to show-off, to act girly, and definitely not to flirt!" She started to walk around me, scanning my whole body. I raised my left eyebrow as a way of showing a disgusted and confused face at the same time. What is she talking about? Who will I even be flirting with? The billionaire? If only this old woman knew that I only admire him because of his hardwork and got inspired by him. I have no plan on dating someone whom I can already treat as my dad!

My forehead creased. Oh, goodness. Maybe she meant the mysterious guy? Well, he's handsome and all, but there's no way he will even go with the flow. I can even bet that he has allergy on women.

I smiled at the Housekeeper.

"Grandma, there's-"

"What grandma? You aren't my grandchild! Call me Mrs. Cruz! You got me?!"

I faked a smile. "Y-yes, Mrs. Cruz."

"You're probably one of Young Master's fangirls. If you want to stay here longer, you have to control yourself!"

I blinked thrice. Me? A fangirl of someone? Who is she referring to? I didn't bother to ask her who the Young Master is and she proceeded in giving me my first task. Before giving the task, she explained to me about the hierarchy of servants. She introduced me to them first, before the explanation of what their roles are. I met the bodyguards, footmen, kitchen boys, scullery maids, cook/chef, and the housemaids, which I am one of them. Mrs. Cruz introduced me to the head housemaid, who is the senior house maid, Mrs. Jessica Garcia. And her task is to report to the Housekeeper. There are still actually some other servants but Mrs. Cruz didn't bother introducing me to them because they're probably with the Masters. Two valets, a butler and a lady's maid.

My nose wanted to bleed, because I never thought that there are things like this, which is very complicated for someone like me.

The Housekeeper seemed a bit strict, but that's nothing compared to the happiness I felt when Mr. Bertrand allowed me to work here. I even thought that there would be requirements in order to get hired. Mrs. Cruz told me that when we have decided to step into this place, there is no way that we can ever do something that we will regret soon. The mansion has cameras everywhere and the security is really tight. The guards are on duty 24/7. This place even aimed for perfection. I got goosebumps hearing all those. Now I'm really supposed to be doing my work very seriously and perfectly. Even though I can never do things perfectly. I'll just try the best that I can.

The day has ended and it is time for the maids to rest. What makes this mansion very different is that each one of us have our own rooms, except when one isn't used to being alone. I don't mind being alone so I was given my own room. The room's actually big, this can even be compared to our living room. Is Mr. Bertrand really just a billionaire or much higher than that? Or is there such a thing?

It's my first time sleeping in my new room so I don't feel like sleeping. The light is still on and I'm only staring at the ceiling, thinking about my mom. Mrs. Cruz told me that I will get 50,000 here every month. That's what housemaids get, I don't really know about the others. Mrs. Cruz probably got higher salary than we do since she's got a higher and different task. But 50,000 is already enough for me to be able to help my mom. 

I decided to get up and went outside the room. There is actually one restroom and one bathroom for the maids and it is located on the lower floor so I still have to go down there. I suddenly felt the urge to pee in the middle of the night, which is actually a little bit scary. The lights were off so I brought a flashlight. But when I was still in the middle of the staircase, the lights went on. I turned my face around. Suddenly, I felt nervous. Please tell me I am not doing anything wrong.

"Why are you still awake in the middle of the night, lowlife?"

Lowlife? Who in the world would call anyone a lowlife? With my forehead frowning, I laid my eyes on the man standing downstairs with his arms crossed. My eyes widened. He's the guy I saw at school. The guy of my dreams. At first, I thought he was a gentleman. But after calling me a lowlife, I changed my mind. Yes, this is my best day, but also, the worst.