MALI

Hello my name is Mali Mink, i am class 1 and my file number is 81032.

I have short black hair, hazel eyes and i am 5''5, yes i know i am a short person,i have learned to get over it and my examiner says it is a good thing, they say i look more submissive that way. As a class one when i am of age i begin to go to the auction house accompanied with my older brother who is a class two. He is dominant while i am submissive. Today is the day I go to the auction house. My file with my medical records,personality type,skills, intelligence, education, status, and level of resistance. I know it sounds like a lot but the information was gathered over years and is necessary.

As I dress in my black turtleneck and pants I go on my knees one more time and pray I don't embarrass my family. I hear my brother call me from the other side of the door and I rise to my feet, brush off my pants , slip into my shoes, and grab my file. Before opening the door, grab my gold locket. My grandmother gave it to me on her deathbed. It was a picture of us when i was five. We had bunnies painted on our faces and cherry blossom petals were in our hair. Engraved in the locket was the nickname she used to call me. "Little Beasty'. God i miss her. I brushed my finger over those sweet little words and went out the door. When we arrived at the auction house , I handed my brother my file so he could submit it. I followed the rest of my fellow first classers downstairs. There were multiple rooms with surnames on them. Mine was the one at the end, it was a small room with an armchair, a large tv and full body mirror. As soon as I stepped through the door it locked automatically and the tv turned on, it was the auction room, they were showing the bids. I looked in the mirror then took a seat. It seems i was up next to be occoned, i could see my brother standing in the back.

Oh my I am so nervous the person before me got the highest bid of twelve thousand. I feel so sorry for the poor girl, i hope to god i get much higher, or i might not go home. My picture came up on the huge screen then my information was listed. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The bid began at $60,000, oh thank sweet baby jesus, i was about to faint. Thirteen hands went up and so the bidding began.If there was a time other than my grandmother's passing i was going to have a heart attack it would be now. I closed my eyes and took a really deep breath, when I opened my eyes again there were even more hands up. Good god.

There was a final bid of $300,000. JESUS CHRIST!! As soon as the bid was made the bidder got up and disappeared off of the screen so did my brother. Now I can go home proud, I got two times what my father wanted, I was supposed to go for $150,000. A few minutes later I heard a knock on the door, the tv turned off and the door opened on its own. My brother handed me a file and left.

"Gabe where are you going."

"It's ok, I am going home, the person who got you will drop you home, your own now Mali."

"O-Ok then see you later."

"See you."

As I went back to the chair I heard the door lock again. I opened the file and began reading.

File 12520 : Dominic Rivera

Class 2

Medical records

Illnesses:N/A

Family Illnesses : N/A

Features:

6''1

Blonde Hair

Blue eyes

Fair skin

Dominant

Personality traits:

Observant

Medium temper

Calm

Private

Patient

Clingy (Depending on person, and mood)

Skills:

Chess

Coding

Cooking

Hunting

Piano

Intelligence: High

Education: High and complete

Well he seems nice enough, I shouldn't be worried. I heard the door open behind me and I froze in my seat. I need to get up but i can't, maybe i can pretend i didn't hear him, i pushed my glasses farther up on my nose and took a deep breath, thank god grandma was a hippie. I was pulled out of my thoughts at the sound of something dragging on the floor. Two men placed another armchair next to me with it facing my direction, I fixed my chair so they were now facing each other. They stretched, left the room and then the doors locked once again. I reached into my right pocket where my phone would be but remembered that unauthorised electronics were not allowed. I wish i could play a game right now, it would help to calm me down. I closed the file and placed it on my lap, the door unlocked once again and one of the men returned with a small circular table. He smiled at me then left once again.

I rest the file on the table, fold my hand on my lap and close my eyes.I don't know how long it was before I heard that familiar sound, the door unlocked and someone with heavy footsteps approached me. I opened my eyes and slowed me breathing. It was Dominic, he sat across from me and flipped open my file. He hadn't even looked me in the eye yet. He skimmed through it twice , closed it and rested it next to his. When his ocean blues finally looked up,my hazels looked to my lap. We just sat in silence, now i really miss my phone. I could feel his gaze studying my face and my blank expression.

"Are you ready to go home?"

"Home? I thought we would talk first."

"What is there to talk about, you are mine now, and the faster you get home the faster you can pack, the faster you pack the faster we can be on our way."

"Pack, so soon."

"Yes that steh agreement i just had with your father, i used the phone in the office after i wrote the check."

"Oh ok then."

He got us swiftly, took both files and went out the door, I followed behind him, as i was walking by the rest of the doors, i saw many sad faces, i heard a young woman in tears that she can't say goodbye to her friends. I guess I'm not the only one who got surprised today. The car ride was quiet and tense. When I got home my father was waiting at the door, honestly I didn't want to see him right now, how could he agree to this, without ever calling me to the phone or discussing this with me before I left. He had a big smile on his face that sickened me. He walked right past me and went to greet Dominic.

"Mali, do me a favor and go get packing, i would like to get to know this young man better."

I cant believe him, he didn't even turn around to look at me. When I went inside the house felt more empty as usual, when I went upstairs to my room, I was shocked to see my brother's wife looking in my closet. I don't like her much, neither did grandma , but she is part of the family so what can I do?

"Excuse me Jenny , but what are you doing in my room."

"Oh I heard the good news, you know you were the highest bid in the entire auction, anyways i am helping you pack."

"Thanks but i can do the packing by myself."

"Nonsense, i’ll help."

"It's ok really, i want to be alone right now."

"Finally, normally you are all sunshine and rainbows, now i see the sad side of you, hm not as pathetic as i thought it would be. Well carry on then."

She brushed past me and locked the door behind her. I walked over to my bed and sat on the side. I want to cry, but I can't, what would grandma think. I pulled out my suitcases and began packing in all my clothes, I set two aside for other things. Once my closet, and dresser were empty, I zipped them up and put them next to the door. I grabbed my violin foldable stand and sheet music, and rested them next to the suitcases.

I pulled the box out from under my bed full of my favorite seed packets, logging book, chalk, beads, and many of my other trinkets. I closed the box, taped it shut and shoved it into one of the smaller suitcases, after I was done stripping my room bare, I slipped out of my shoes, got on my bed and began jumping. I jumped and jumped until I could reach the air vent in the wall above my bed. I pulled it open, dropped it on the bed and began jumping once again. The next big jump I took I grabbed a small box, from inside the vent and set it down on the nightstand. I grabbed the grill, put it back on and placed the small box into the suitcase. As i spread my bed and slipped back into my shoes, i heard a knock at the door. It was my brother, he had a fake smile plastered on his face.

"If you can't smile genuinely don't smile at all."

"You got me I'm here to help you with your bags."

"I figured."

"You racked up quite a price there."

"Yeah Jenny told me."

"You know just because grandma didn't like her doesn't mean you cant like her."

"We Don't like each other, grandma has nothing to do with this."

"uh huh keep telling yourself that."

He grabbed the two larger suitasses and went downstairs. I slung one of the straps of my violin case over my shoulder and took the two smaller bags but before leaving I grabbed my tablet, phone and computer. When I reached downstairs my brother, and parents were waiting. He took the two bags from me and went outside, I hugged my electronics to my chest, and walked over to them. My mother was looking at her phone while my father had his hands in his pockets. He hugged me, my mother patted me on my head without even looking away from her phone, and when my brother returned he gave me the biggest hug of all.

"Do you know where i'm going?"

"You'll have to ask Dominic."

"He isn't the talkative type."

"Well call me when you get to gods know where."

"Ok I will."

"You know wJenny is jealous, right?"

"About?"

"Remember we paid twelve thousand for her, you went for way more and she was pissed when she found out but got her cool because she didn't want you to know that it pissed her off."

"Hm oh well, see ya."

"See ya."

I walked down the steps to the car, I can't believe this i'll be the last time I walk down these big white steps for a very long time. I looked back at the thick wooden door and all the markings in it. My grandma carved those herself when her husband finished building the place, I helped her paint them when I was four. She Carved butterflies and birds, and I painted the butterflies, while she painted the birds. I will be back butterflies. My thoughts were interrupted by a car horn. I got into the back seat of the car where Dominic was waiting.

"Where are we going?"

"Its a surprise."

"Can i have a hint?"

"Class 1"

"What am i supposed to do with that? I am class 1, well was.Com on give me a better hint."

"Another way to say 1."

"First, wait, we are going on a plane??!!"

"Yes."

"Oh no."

"what's wrong."

"I'm t-t-terrified of flying."

"Well it's time to face your fear, like they say no better time than the present."

"I hope they give out pillows."

"They don't. WHy would you need one."

"To dig my nails in so I keep calm."

"Well you have your arms."

"Well then I'm going to take some nyquil and sleep it off, please tell me it is a quick flight."

"Not at all."

"Oh dear lord why must you punish me?"

Dominic rolled his eyes and I continued with my panic attack. By the time we were in our first class seats I was shaking like a leaf hugging my electronics, my sweet electronics.Dominic on the other hand stayed quite calm. I took some nyquil and got knocked out. When i woke up i felt great, like i was in my bed, maybe this was just a bad dream. When I opened my eyes we were still on the plane, when I checked where we were going we were on our way to LONDON. Well I lived a good enough life, I am going to EUROPE!! To visit, my family i would have to do back on a plane. Nope not happening, sorry family it was nice knowing you. It was six more hours until we landed, and I was tempted to kiss the pavement.

I called my brother as soon as we landed, as soon as he heard where we were he began laughing.

"Gabe I will never see you again because I am never going on that long flight ever again."

"You're kidding right."

"It was nice seeing your face, pity I will never see it again."

"Such a coward."

"You know I'm terrified of heights."

"Yeah i know but i need my little brother."

"Tell that to dad he is the one who agreed to letting me leave ASAP."

"WHAT??!!"

"damn you didn't know."

"Hell no i wouldn't have agreed."

"Well that's between you and him, i got to go, but before i do where did you think i was going?"

"Honeymoon or something."

"Nope, now if you'll excuse me i am in need of caffeine. I have been stressed for the past god knows how long."

"Ok talk to you later."

"Uh huh."

We collected the bags and put them in the car. All I wanted to do now was either one drink a huge bottle of soda, coffee or take a twelve hour nap. When the car came I felt tears well in my eyes, a nap in the back seat was calling my name. As soon as we hopped in I took off my glasses, put them in my right pocket and went to sleep. It felt like seconds later when the car stopped and I had to get out. When it came time to meet his family I wasn't ready mentally, physically or emotionally. I needed to sleep badly. When we arrived we were standing in front of a mansion in the countryside,it was no surprise to me that I lived in one. The exterior was painted a bright shade of yellow, with many white statues. Three men came out and took all the bags except my violin, I kept that with me. When we entered, his parents and I guessed my sister were waiting at the bottom of the grand stairs.

His sister could be his twin, his mother seemed quite mean, I must admit. She had fiery red eyes and brown hair while the father had blond hair and blue eyes like his children.I am going into the lion's den her eyes look like they want to rip me into tiny little pieces and drop me into stew. I want my mama back.

"Niky your back."

"Yes Bella."

"So this is Mali, I didn't think he would look this.......nerdy."

Really is she serious, not even a hello, how are you, how was your trip just you look nerdy. I already don't like her, grandma wouldn't like her. She walks towards me and stands a little too close for my liking. She needs to learn personal space.

"Yeah you do look nerdy and rather simple,Nicky are you sure he is intelligent."

I hope while I am practicing archery she walks right into my line of fire, then let's see who is simple with an arrow in the ass. Wow that was a really dark thought, i must really need sleep. At this point my eyes were only half open and my glasses were ready to fall off of my face. I shifted my violin strap on my shoulder and began to think of a happy thought.

"Thsi rude blonde bimbo is my sister Bella, that is my mother Maryanne and my father Henry.All of you this is Mali Mink."

Bring on the pain bitches i am too tired to care, you know what let the dark thoughts pour in.