Eating a breakfast prepared by the staff that works harder than kitchen staff in this section of town while watching a holocube recounting last night's "festivities". So begins another day for mommy & daddy's little princess. It's now a breakfast of toast and lots and lots of fruit, because according to my mother I had been looking a "bit more stout" and that was simply not going to do. Especially since she and my father were doing everything they could to make sure that I ended up with Bradley Collins. Bradley had only one flaw in life; he was perfect! Had the right hair, eyes, an answer for everything, and of course came from a very well off family. Most of my "friends" would sell their grandmothers out as subversives to get a chance at Bradley. My parents though are one of the privileged ones though, because they had wealth that was on par with the Collins family. Which of course would lead to a corporate merger that is the stuff of legend. Not to mention the pressure of having grandchildren as soon as possible thus ensuring the blood lines will go on for another generation. Nice to know that my parents don't let pesky little things like my happiness, or the fact that the Collins family is as slimy as they are get in the way of a good merger. Last night members of the revolution raided our dinner party. May God forgive me for this, but I was hoping for either my parents to get shot or for them to take me with them, I can't believe that for so long I was so blind to what my family is, but I am taking steps to change all that. Baby steps mind you but steps none the less.
I hear the gentle "woosh" of the sun deck door open as my mother enters the kitchen area. Mom isn't a horrible person I think if she was dropped into the middle of one of the worse sections in town she would last maybe 5-10 minutes. Then she would say something that got her killed probably about a person's breeding.
Mom says, "Ahh good morning Ellen how are you feeling after last night? I had a dreadful time trying to sleep. It took two sleeping shots to help me cope with the stress of having those terrorists ruin our party."
Okay El this is the part where you turn on the charm and be reassuring, I say, "Sorry to hear that." I take a sip of my coffee. All in all I think that was pretty good considering what I really wanted to say.
Mom asks, "Are you all right you seem a bit out of it? If any of those heathens did something to you your father and I will see to it that they're crushed like the roaches they are. I hear they are starting to use bio-weapons we have to stop them before they get more weapons like that."
Now it's time for an Academy Award performance. I turn to mom and blink and say, "Mom if they had any advanced weapons or anything of that nature I truly believe they'd be using them to escape not to fight against us. They don't stand a chance against us."
Mom is reassured by this and says, "Of course you're right." She presses a button on the wall and says, "Suzanne please bring me my usual breakfast, and tell Charles if he burns my toast again it will cost him dearly."
A voice from the speaker says, "Yes Mrs. Westlake."
As mom sits down I say, "Well if you'll excuse me I need to get ready for work. I have some copy to edit for this afternoon's update."
Mom replies, "Very well don't forgot we're meeting the Collins at the club at 6 tonight."
I reply as I walk away, "Can't wait." Luckily mom can't see me roll my eyes. As I leave to go upstairs to get dressed Suzanne walks by me. The staff is forbade to make eye contact with us, but I touch her arm quickly and she looks at me.
She is stunned by her action and a look of fear spreads across her face. I give her a quick wink and Suzanne looks like she's about to smile but is trying not to. I smile at her and Suzanne smiles back. Nice to know I made a difference in someway for someone today.