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I hate my life.

"This movie is garbage," Tae says after the first five minutes. He eats some popcorn and then throws the rest on the carpet that I just cleaned. “Oi, maid-person, can you people not be a slob keep this place clean for, like, one second?”

I hate my life.

His friend, Onew, was it? Slurps his drink then says, “Um, are you sure you should be acting this way to the, um, help.” He whispers the last part.

Tae snorts. “Not if they’re lazy es who wont do as I say!”

Right.

I slowly head over the split popcorn and begin to vacuum and—

“No, no,” Tae says. “Clean it up with by picking it up with your hands.”

“O-kay,” I hold up my hands like, sheesh, ‘cause really, this kid’s whole You-Work-For-Me--Mwhaha attitude is getting annoying. And old.

I mean, at first I wanted to kill him, yeah sure, but now it was just sad.

Oh.

Hi.

I’m Lin, I’m seventeen years old and, er, I’m a maid for this real rich family, the Taemins. Heard of them? Well, you must have seeing as Mister Taemin is apparently this huge producer for SM entertainment and his wife, Madame Taemin is this world-famous actress model type person. Oh, and their son, Lee Taemin is the est to ever grace this earth.

I sadly work for this family I speak of, mainly ‘cause the universe decided to hate me and make grow up fatherless and have my in-debt mother commit suicide leaving me to fend for myself. To think the government would lend me a few bucks seeing as my mom died, but nooo, it’s all “go get a job, or go die. You‘re lucky we don‘t make you pay for your mom‘s debt.”

So I did. You see, being poor and living basically all by yourself leads you to become a horrible cook (I sadly, can’t even boil water…and somehow ended up setting milk on fire…don’t ask) but an excellent cleaner.

Seriously.

Just ask me to clean your bathroom or something, and I’ll do it within fifteen minutes. I’m that good.

I’m just real stupid, see? I mean, if I had any brain cells, I wouldn’t be at this job which is too good to be true.

I mean, free room, and free meals, all for a part-time cleaner! THAT SCREAMS, “MWHAHA, WE'RE LYING! WE'LL OWN YOUR LIFE, .”

It does. It really does scream that. But I didn’t see it. Now, I’m stuck babysitting and cleaning up after a y teenaged boy and his little rich friends all while getting the ‘education I deserve.’

Or, at least, that’s what Ms. Taemin says, anyway.

She’s all for helping the needy, apparently. She I wouldn’t be surprised if she knew and cared for basically knows every third-world-child out there.

Speaking of her, isn’t that her at the door way, shaking her head disappointingly at Tae ing at me while his friend slurps his drink?

Wait, no, that is her shaking her head disappointingly at Tae ing at me while his friend slurps his drink.

Hah. Hah—wait, she’s saying stuff.

“—and how dare you treat poor Lin as if she’s not a human being? I am SO FURIOUS AT YOU LEE! HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON FOR?”

It takes me a moment to realize she was talking to me. “Um, about since the day I got here, Madame,” I helpfully supply.

She’s turning purple. It’s actually kind of pretty. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone turn purple and look good. Well, it’s kind of hard to seeing as the only purple people I’ve ever seen were Barney—a pedo—and dead people.

Weird.

Oh, wait, she’s saying some more stuff.

“LEE TAEMIN, AS OF THIS DAY YOU ARE GROUNDED, UNDERSTAND? YOU WILL NEVER, EVER, SPEAK TO ANYONE IN THAT MANNER EVER AGAIN. YOU WILL NOT STEP FOOT IN THIS HOUSE UNTIL YOU LEARN THE VALUE OF A DOLLAR!”

“What?” Yelps Tae. It’s fun seeing him scared. “Where will I go? Mommy, you can't do this!”

Mommy?

I think I’m enjoying this moment a bit too much.

“Where you'll go?” Mrs. Taemin says calmly. A little too calmly. “You’ll stay in the servent’s quarter and Lin here will teach you the meaning of working for a living, won’t you, Lin?”

It’s kind of scary seeing nice people scream.

Wait.

Did she just say what I think she said?

Oh.

Oh, god.

“Wha?” I manage lamely.

Mrs. Taemin is smiling real scary like now. “I’m afraid I must have phrased this poorly. Lin, you will teach my son the value of a dollar, or you will be fired.”

“Yes m’aam,” I say.

“Good,” she says. “As of today, Lee, you are to obey every and anything Lin and the other workers say and if you do not change your ways in one year, it is good bye to Lin’s job as well as your inheritance.”

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This chick is bat crazy.

—end of Foreword—

A/N:

Hello~! This is my first time writing a fic, so please do tell me what you think! ^_^