The Devil's Curse

Knock, knock, knock.

A soft voice ringed out, "Young Master, it is time to wake up to go to school."

Inside, a girl was curling into a tight ball, holding the pillow to her ears, as if she wanted nothing to do with the world.

"Young Master, please. If you don't get up, I'm afraid I will have to get Master to wake you up."

"Alright, alright. I'll be out in a moment." The girl now was sitting up on her bed, her hair a mess, her shirt falling sideways. She still has a drowsy look on her face.

Ugh, another day at that boring school. First period Science with Mr. Caldarone. What's the time? The girl looked up towards the wall at the clock. It read 7:32. Shit. I'm gonna be late. Gotta hurry.

In a flurry of movements, the girl was already dressed and was now straightening her waist length bright copper hair.

"Young Master, are you ready yet? Your breakfast is ready," Why does this sound different from the maid earlier?

"Yes, let me just finish my hair." As she was saying that, she was already finishing straightening out her hair.

She opened the door and came face to face with another girl that was similar in height. She had her arms crossed and was sporting a upset face.

Oh, Heather! Why'd she come by? Does she have anything to do here? How'd she even get in here? Were the guards sleeping? Her eyes narrowed at this. Fuck them. Those worthless pieces of shit. What if an enemy came in? Father and Mother could've easily died.

Then at this time, the girl, Heather, spoke, "Ava. Ava. AVA. Wake up already! Do you realize what time it is? It's 7:50 already. Did you stay up all night playing whatever video game you're playing?" Every word she spoke seemed to add to her sadness and anger. Well, I guess I do look a bit sleepy. I shrugged as that was the best thing since I didn't really have the heart to say anything against it.

"Calm down. You know that I'm the next leader in the Dragon Mafia I'm not part of this for nothing. We'll have enough time to go to school and not even be late." Ava's eyes were full of teasing.

"Oh shut the fuck up. You're in no position to say that, considering that you just wasted another 5 minutes talking to me." Heather was now standing with her arms crossed tighter and... wait. Is that a vein jumping out? Why is Heather so angry at me? She should know that I'm almost always this late. Well, gotta hurry up. Wouldn't want to risk getting Heather angrier. At that thought, Ava immediately ran out and went towards the staircase at the right of her room.

The staircase was tall and grand. As should a world-known mafia leader's house look like. Upon closer look, a person would realize that the stairs are made of the best marble in the world, even more pricey than the stair case in La Palais Royal. The rails made of gold and the carpet, the carpet is otherworldly. The carpet was imported from India and was won at an auction at the sky high price of 10 billion.

As Ava rushed to the huge golden dining table, the maid said, "Young Master, I have packed the breakfast so you can eat it on the way to school and not be late. Your driver, Mr. Smith, is already outside waiting for you. Now go on, we'll be waiting for you to come back."

"Thank you, Laura. I'll see you in the afternoon." Oh, dang it, Laura. Why did you have to do that? I wanted to miss class. Science's so fucking boring too. Then Ava felt a chill go up her spine.

"What are you thinking about, Ava? Are you thinking that perhaps poor Laura is doing exactly what you didn't want her to do? And that you wanted to skip class and that science is very boring? It seems I was correct. The look on your face is enough to tell me a lot. Now, apologize to Laura here." How did she know what I was thinking about?

"Sorry, Laura. I know you're doing this for my good."

"It's alright, Young Master. I'll have to get used to you biting back, after all, you are going to be my next master." It seems even Laura has a bad side. Eh.

"Well, off I go! Come on, Heather! Weren't you the one that wanted me to go to school? Well, let's go!"

"Okay, sure! But be warned, I will get you back. Thank you, Laura."