“You have work to do Sterling Jnr, you walk like a gangster, talk like pauper and I don’t even think you know how to use the cutleries properly.” He accused, jolting me back to reality and I turned to Summer for help but she giggled instead and I mouthed ‘traitor’ to her, she rolled her eyes in a ‘whatever’ manner.

“And you too, Red hair, you look too casual for a bodyguard,” he said and I chuckled, glad he had something for her too.

“Well then, let’s get to work!” I smirked, bouncing off to my room.

“Nah ah… this way,” Conner pointed the opposite direction and I slumped my shoulders

“But we just got here, can I at least rest for half an hour?’ I pleaded but he gave him a stern look 

“Two weeks to transform you from a nothing to a something, I won’t waste no time,”