Name: Demi Syter<br/>age: 19<br/>appearance:<br/>Long blonde hair, large blue eyes, hour glass figure, short for her age, large bust and a flat stomach.<br/><br/>Silence<br/><br/>This is all that surrounded Demi as she opened her eyes, squinting at the sun peaking through her shutters. She rolled out of bed and walked the short distance to the kitchen switching on the kettle as she reached it. Her tiny apartment was kept tidy, not that Demi ever had visitors. As she waited for the water to boil she got changed into her uniform, black knee length skirt and white button up blouse. She was a house keeper for one of the most well known and richest famly of the area. SHe tied her hair into a high pony but still had wisps of her blonde hair falling into her eyes. She poured the boiling water into a travel mug and stirred in some instant coffee. She grabbed her purse off the table and headed out the door, hoping that the bus woul be on time.<br/><br/>She got off the bus and started the ten minute walk to the enormous house, with a grand entrance, perfectly cut hedges and flowers that were always open and bursting with colour. For once the bus HAD been on time so she had a head start on cooking the large breakfast, which consisted of eggs, bacon, buttered toast and various sliced up fruits.<br/><br/>The distance between her and work was always a worry on her mind, but with the number of digits in her savings account and the cost of houses in the area it wasn't possible for her to rent letlone buy a house any closer. As she cracked eggs into the hot pan she heard foot steps from upstairs. In about fifteen minutes the perfectly presented family would walk down stairs and position themselves around the unnecesarily large dining table and await breakfast.<br/>The family was perfect in nearly every way, except for their attitude. The parents were rude and demanding and treated Demi like dirt, but she had to put up with it. She relied on the pay from this job or she would have nothing.<br/>She hadn't had the chance to really get to know the son yet, but if he was anything like his parents not knowing him could be a good thing.<br/><br/>She started to place cooked eggs onto plates and drain the grease away from the bacon.<br/>Any minute now......