His Maid, Her Prince

Dancing.

I love dancing. It"s my life. My friends think I have a weird obsession with it.

Ill admit I do have a tiny obsession with dancing, but it"s more of  a pa.s.sion.

Ava, Rachel (BATMAN), Cameron (Cam), and Brooklyn (Brook) have always supported me since I was younger.

They were the only ones who I told about my parents murder.

At first Rachel thought I was joking, but Ava believed me she had her own family problems, but Ava also saw my parents body that day so she knew it was true.

Ava always is sarcastic and rude to others if she doesn"t like you or doesn"t want to get hurt, but deep down she"s a big softie.

She learned to put a guard up because her dad always verbally abused her, but she didn"t realize till she was older.

Cam and Brook just stood their with their jaws hanging open to shocked to say anything. They were always the innocent one like me.

Rachel on the other hand was always the jokester of the group and could brighten up anyone"s day with her stupid comments sometimes.

The two girls are like sisters to me. And I know they see me the same way because Ava"s a only child with a bunch of family problems and Rachel has brothers who annoy her.

We"re like family to each other and ever since my family died they are the only family I have left.

Even though I"m nine I know what I want to be when I grow up.

A dancer. Shocker right.

It keeps my thoughts of my parents. I mean I did witness their murder. I loved them.

Flashback

"So how was everyone"s day?" My father asked us.

We were all sitting at the dinner table. I just got home from kindergarten and my parents got home from work . My mom was a stay at home mom and dad worked as a engineer for GMC.

"It was good. I got to finger paint at school!" I replied bouncing up and down like the little five year old I was.

"That"s sounds fun! Did you do anything else?" My mother asked me.

"Oh yeah I got to...." I trailed off thinking I heard something.

"CRASH"

All of a sudden my parents jumped up from the dinner table and my mother grabbed me by the arm. "Mommy what"s going on?"

"Nothing sweetheart just that mommy and daddy are going to see what that noise was. We"re going to play hide and seek. Okay?"

I nodded.

"I"m going to hide you in the closet and the daddy will try and find you while I go hide."

With that she took me to the closet and kissed me while mumbling a "I love you" before shutting the door.

Silent tears started to fall down my cheeks. Big fat tears.

A day later and my parents hadn"t found me I was starting to think they gave up, but if they did my mom would come and get me because she knew where I was.

So did something happen?

"ANNA WERE LATE FOR SCHOOL!"

Ava.

Always walking into the house to walk to school with me.

I heard small footsteps come up the stairs.

"Anna?"

I slowly opened the closet door and saw Ava standing in the middle of my parents bedroom looking confused of where everyone was.

"Hey" I replied softly.

"Dude I was looking everywhere and by everywhere I means EvErYwHeRe."

"And by everywhere you mean by going through the kitchen and raiding the fridge."

"Exactly I am a master kitchen raider."

I just rolled my eyes because I knew it was true.

"Why were you in the closet?"

I told her everything even down to the tiniest little detail.

"We should go find your parents."

Small footsteps echoing throughout the house as we raced down the steps.

And when we came to the family room broken things were everywhere and my parents lifeless bodies laid on the ground covered in blood.

And that"s how I figured out my parents were murdered.