The Stark Agreement
Beep, beep. Beep, beep. Beep, be- Thump.
Victoria moaned dramatically, after accidently swiping the miniature alarm clock onto the ground in attempt of shutting it off. Mornings were always a drag for Victoria, she could never understand those so called “morning people,” but there was one thing she did understand, and that was, she wasn’t one. Shoving all of the blue-tinted sheets to the end of the too-short couch, Victoria slid into a standing position, stretching her arms straight above her head, in hopes of erasing the results of what sleeping on a rock-hard couch gave you. She quickly pulled her unzipped sweater tightly over her shoulders, and then walked over to the double bed to nudge both of her sisters awake. Though the hotel clerk stated it was a double, Victoria thought that the bed seemed a few inches too short.
“Wakey, wakey...” She said in a very unenthusiastic, sing-song voice before walking into the bathroom. Today the girl’s would meet Vincent Stark, their new employer, for the second time; but this time they wouldn't be leaving.
Housemaids: That’s what they were now, and for who knew how long. Cleaning, or any housework for that matter, was such a tedious chore, Victoria had always thought, and now they would have to do it almost every day.
10 minutes later, Victoria exited the bathroom, showered, dressed, and still rather sleepy. She wore simple black leggings with a white, polyester blouse that reached just below the tops of her thighs, and a long pearl necklace that she kept of their Mother’s. Overall, Victoria was dressed comfortably without looking too comfortable, and that was all that mattered so early in the morning. When Victoria finally returned her gaze to the clock, she realized that it was already 10 after 7.
“We’re late!” she shouted quietly, as she gathered up two of her bags and then one of her sisters'. “I’ll be downstairs getting us a cab.” The door shut behind her and she quickly rushed down the stairs and requested a taxi at the front desk before checking out. Victoria waited outside of the front lobby for the car to arrive, and when it did, luckily her sister’s made it down before so, she helped packed all the bags into the trunk.
"Phew," she breathed out as the car took off; and eventually, not much later, Victoria drifted off into a light sleep.