Benjamin

"Here's your schedule, Benjamin." Dreyer Grunfield, my manager, acknowledged.

FInally, someone who made my day.

Ugh.

"Yes, Ms. Grunfield." I replied.

She was a weird woman, a kind of cross between a lovesick puppy and horrid witch.

Wow, I didn't know I could be that mean.

 I hereby take my words back.

"Now, tomorrow you, Sean and Eliza will go to 10 Wooton Street, to the Bodyguards' Association. You will get new bodyguards. The ones you have now are doing a lousy job." 

Ms. Gruntfield-  oops, Grunfield-  criticised my bodyguards and said Eliza's name like it was dirty. 

Hey, that's no way to treat my girlfriend.

I gritted my teeth. She was irritating at times.

"Benjamin." drawled a girl's voice. 

I grinned and turned. 

Eliza. Perfect and on time always.

She embraced me and sat in my lap. "Hey, Grunfield, don't give this sweetie too much work. He's a bit fragile," she commented, casting me a grin and caressing me on the cheek.

I smiled ridiculously. This girl...

Ms. Grunfield sighed and shook her head.