14

By 7:30 Rose was already done bathing and dressing, she wore the same dress that she wore the day she came to Scotland. It had already been neatly washed and ironed by the room service.

She stood in front of the gigantic mirror as she improvised by brushing her hairs with her fingers.

    As she ran her fingers through her hairs her gaze went directly to her body. Through the mirror she could see how much she had gained weight in the right places, the dress suits her perfectly now.

    The door bell rang and she rushed to open the door because she thought it was the security guards or even Andre.

When she opened the door, she saw the lady that served her the first meal she ate when she got there. She held a fancy metallic tray as she greeted her and walked past her, she went straight to the dinning and placed the tray that had an electric boiler, a jug, a little mug, a sachet of coffee with different kinds and flavors, milk and sweeteners and then a toasted chocolate flavored bread on it.

  After the lady left, Rose went to the dining for her breakfast, she hurriedly made herself a cup coffee because she knew she had to make it snappy since it was already some minutes away from 7:30.

    Some minutes later, she heard a knock on the door, she stood up and she grabbed her bag from the bed. She looked back at the room and smiled as she thought of how much rest she had gotten from there.

When she opened the door, she saw everyone standing down the hallway. This was how and where she met them the last time.

"Why am I always late?". She asked herself as she took some steps towards them.

     Andre and Peter were having a very serious conversation at the far end of the hall. Because of the mean face the security guards wore, Rose did not know whether she should say hi to them or not. After she contemplated for some seconds she decided to stay mute and watch what was happening. Peter got a called and to Rose it seemed like the person who called him said that it was time for them to leave.

"The pilot is here we can now proceed to the airport". Peter said to Andre.

Andre nodded his head in an unnoticed manner as he placed his hands in his pockets and walked out. Peter signaled others to come along. Andre was in a bad mood and it was pretty obvious to everyone that even a toddler would notice it and avoid him.

When they got outside the Hotel, the chauffeurs of the two cars stood outside the cars as they patiently waited for them. As usual, they greeted with their British accent.         

     Andre nodded and entered the car and Rose entered almost immediately because she did not want to get on his nerves, so she tried her best to do things at his own  pace.

They left the hotel and after some minutes on the streets of Scotland, they got to the Airport.

The cold air welcomed them as they came out from the vehicles and walked towards the aircraft. They were so fast because everyone was moving at Andre's pace.

The air hostess welcomed them as they sat down and waited for  the cabin crew's instructions.

At a leisurely pace, the jet began to move and then it took off. This time around Rose was not as frightened as she was the last time. Not that she was not scared, but she was comfortable enough to be able to stay awake, and soon enough she was able to look through the window. After she fed her eyes with whatever she saw outside the window, she got tired and decided to rest her eyes.

She woke up to the voice of the cabin crew as he announced to them that they had arrived at the United States.

She looked around and saw everyone except Andre sleeping.

"Was he awake all through the flight". She asked her self.

He definitely did not look like he had slept for a minute, his eyes were widely open.

One after the other, every other person began to wake up.

"We have successfully landed at the Hiltons private Airport in the United States of America". The cabin crew said.

"Really, this airport really belongs to the Hiltons, Wow". Rose was so mesmerized that she could not help but show it on her face.

They alighted from the jet and walked towards the same car that brought them to the airport the other day.

The chauffeurs drove them out of the airport to the Hiltons hotel and when they were almost at the hotel, Andre said his first word of the day her.

"You should go home and get yourself ready for work, work starts immediately". Andre said with a brusque voice.

"Yeah sure, I will just grab a cab and head home". She responded.

Rose totally forgot about the contract she signed, she thought he was telling her to go home and prepare for today's work.

"Where do you stay?" He questioned.

"135 Gregory street". She answered.

"Turn around,". He said to the chauffeur.

"We are heading to..". He looked at her so she could say the address.

"135 Gregory Street". She said with a smile on her face.

"How sweet of him to drive me home". She thought to herself.

After the driver drove for 15 minutes, they arrived at her house. Andre looked outside as he saw the kind of place she lived. Deep down he pitied her but he never showed it.

He had a weird way of expressing himself by been mean towards the person.

" I do not want to much luggages in my house, a few important items will do, and make it snappy, I do not want to suffocate myself waiting for you here". He said in the meanest tone ever.