I wake up to the sound of the birds singing in the sweet summer morning. What a lovely day to do.. nothing.
Everyday I do the same thing. Wake up, eat breakfast the servants put on the table, wander around the big empty house looking for something to do, randomly talk to some of the household maids along the way, eat dinner, repeat, and if I'm lucky, travel to London for the day, and then eat supper, and finally off to bed. The next day, repeat.
My whole life growing up at Downton Abbey was full of boredom and interest at the same time. I would wander downstairs to the servants hall and talk to some of them just for the fun of it.
Oh, and then there's my cousin, George. He lives at Downton also, we played together when we were children, but now that we've grown up we've sort of drifted apart and hardly talk to each other. Papa and Aunt Mary think that we should spend more time together since we are practically the only 'children' as they call it in the house. I said I would think about it.
Well, time to start the day.
I get out of bed and change myself into black tights with high heels, a below the knee length purple skirt, and finally a nice elegant looking white top. I decided I wouldn't need a ladies maid to help me get dressed and undressed, that's just a waste of time. I finally fixed my hair into a braid and twisted up on top of my head and put a white clip in it. I was ready for breakfast.
I walked down the long spiral staircase and entered the dining room in which Papa, Grandpapa, and George sat eating.
Ugh, I have to socialize with men.
"Ah, good morning Sibbie," Papa says taking a drink of his tea.
"Papa, its Sybil," I state sitting down next to George who just keeps his eyes fixed on his plate.
He just continues to eat his food when Mr. Carson walks over to me and hands me a plate of food, "Here you are my lady,"
"Thank you, Mr. Carson," I tell him and start to eat.
"So, what are your plans for the day, Sybil?" Grandpapa asks me.
I swallow some sausage and reply, "Oh, nothing as usual," George looks at me for a moment and then continues to eat.
"What were you staring at?" I ask him like he committed a crime.
He stutters, "Oh, uh, nothing, nothing at all," I give him a weird look.
George can be very odd sometimes.
After breakfast I wander around the house like usual when Aunt Mary stops me and says, "Sybil, do you know where George is? I've been looking for him forever,"
"I have no idea, we just finished breakfast though," I tell my aunt. She thanks me and leaves the room.
I swing my arms up and down dying of boredom when Grandmamma walks into the library room.
"Oh, hello Sybil, what's the matter?" she asks in her always friendly American accent which I long to have.
"I'm so bored and there's nothing to do around here," I flop down on a red chair.
"Well, where's George? Maybe you two can find some-" I cut her off, "No, we... we never have anything to do or talk about.... we've run out of interests,"
She looks at me with sympathy, "Oh, Sybil, someday you'll be very glad you have George as a cousin and maybe you can find something to talk about with each other, I know this age is rough, but just give it some time," she smiles softly.
I manage to make a small smile when papa walks in the room.
"Sybil, sit up straight. I don't want you stretched out on the chair like that, its not ladylike and you know it," he demands.
I just roll my eyes and sit up.
"Oh give her some space, Tom, she's growing up," I hear grandmamma whisper to him. Thank you! Saved by Grandma!
He just shakes it off and sits down.
I walk out of the room not wanting to be judged anymore and accidently run into George knocking him to the ground.
"Oh my goodness, I'm sorry," I say trying to help him and myself up.
"Its, its alright," he says trying to stand up.
"Well, what's this?" Aunt Mary sees us trying to stand up.
"Mama, I...she..." George tries to explain.
"It was my fault, I accidently bumped into him and pushed him to the ground," I tell Aunt Mary who is apparently laughing at us.
"Oh, I see, just... be careful next time," she walks off into the library.
I fix my shirt and tuck it back in, George does the same with his and fixes his slicked hair to the side.
"Sorry again," I say.
He just chuckles, "Its alright,"
Then there's silence for a bit until he says, "Well, I have some.. stuff to do. I'll see you at dinner,"
"Oh, alright. Bye, George," I wave at him as he's walking upstairs.
Alright... what to do now.. I strut off down the hall.
END OF PART 1
Authors Note: Don't worry, the story gets much more interesting, and Jimmy makes his first appearance in the next chapter!!! I'm so excited!!!! Let me know what you think about the story and the characters so far. Comments keep me going! Thanks!!
-MC
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