Paired To Cynthia

Sarai’s POV

I stood there, speechless, as the head maid continued to rattle off the different jobs that everyone was going to be delivering.

I looked around the room to find Cynthia, and she did the same, staring down at me like I was a stain on the wall.

It was common knowledge that Simone never had anything kind to say to anyone, ever.

Oh, I was upset! I had heard rumors of the other girls who had managed to get through a day working with her and how they had ended the work shifts in tears.

The crowd dispersed, and all around me, all of the people who had been paired to work together went in search of each other, so they could get to work.

Cynthia crossed the room and made her way towards me, her eyes already narrowing in disgust.

“Look here, loser. We are supposed to be working together today, and I have a perfect record. Plus, it is always my job to clean the rooms, and I know a whole lot better than you, so do as I say, and don’t touch anything.”

Biting down on my tongue,