Chapter 1
I’m sitting in my car looking at this huge white house. It has five garage doors on it. I think I’m under dressed for this job interview. But I need this job. The ad said they will pay five hundred a week. I will only have to work here for a year to help pay off my parents debt and then I can get a job that I have a degree in. I went to college to become a teacher but my parents need my help first.
I climb out of my car and grab my knock off white Michael Kors bag. I walk up the concrete sidewalk that leads to the front door. It is just a simple white door that has a window in the middle of it. I go to knock on the door when I see there is a bell to ring. So I press the doorbell and wait for someone to come answer the door. A lady wearing a typical gray maid outfit answered the door.
“Hi, can I help you?”
“Hi, my name is Anna Gilbert. I’m here for the nanny interview.”
“Follow me, I’ll take you to the living room and go get Mr. and Mrs. Park.”
I follow her into the living room. Everything in this house is white and looks expensive. They had nothing hanging up in the walls. We got to the living room and there was one white couch and two white person chairs. These people must really love the color white. I sat on the couch and waited for the parents to be brought in.
I heard footsteps and looked towards the entrance of the living room to see a very handsome man standing in the doorway. He was wearing black slacks and a white button up shirt. The shirt seemed to hug his arms. You can tell that he works out. He had his sleeves rolled up showing that he had some tattoos on his arms. But I couldn’t tell what they were. He was wearing clear rounded glasses that seemed to just fit his face just right. He had long hair with the slides of his head cut short. It’s like he saw a picture of a Viking and decided that was the type of hair he wanted.
“Hi, you must be Miss. Gilbert.” He walked over towards me and I stood up to shake his hand.
“Yes sir. I talked to your wife about a job interview.”
“Yes, she won’t be here today, she is busy so that interview will be with me. I read that you went to college to become a teacher. Is that correct?”
“Yes sir, that is correct. But I decided that before I become a teacher that I should work with children so I don’t just have book knowledge.”
“I like that answer. We have two kids, our son is four and our daughter is two. Your job is to take care of them. You will get them up, dress them, you won’t have to cook for them. We have a chief, but you will have to make sure they eat. You will have lesson time with them and play with them.” Basically I will be their parent.
“That doesn’t sound too hard sir.”
“The hardest part will be dealing with their mother. When can you start?” He is just hiring me like that?
“I can start whenever you need me to. But do you want to run a trial first?”
“No, I saw that you used to work at a daycare while you were in college. I know you are here for the money and I can’t blame you for that. You can start next Monday.”
“I’m sorry sir I didn’t want to say I needed the money and you did not hire me because you didn’t think I would take care of the kids.”
“I understand money is money. But you have the weekend to pack and then be moved in on Monday.”
“What do you mean move in?”
“That is part of the job. You will be moving in here. So you have the weekend to pack and be here on Monday at noon to unpack. Then you will start working that evening. I should also warn you that my wife will hardly be home most days. I’m normally home around four and we will eat dinner together at five.”
“Yes sir.”
“I think that is all. If I remember anything else I will tell you on Monday. Let me walk you out.”
“Thank you for the job sir.”
We stood up and shook hands. I started walking out the way I came in. As he was walking me out he put his hand on my lower back to guide me out. We reached the door and he opened it up for me and I walked out. Once I stepped outside the door closed behind me. How am I gonna tell my parents that I’m moving out?
I got into my car and drove home. I pulled up to the two bedroom blue trailer that I grew up in. My parents are close to losing my childhood home. They tried to open up their own restaurant but they didn’t get enough business so they went in the hole. They are now working three jobs each to try to pay off the loan. But with my new job they will have it paid off in months and be able to start putting money back into their savings.
I walked up the gravel driveway and unlocked the front job. My parents won’t be home until late this evening so I have time to start packing and thinking about what I want to say to my parents. I unlocked the door and walked into the living room. All of our furniture looks like it’s from the seventies. But it’s held up well through the years so I can’t blame them for picking this style.
I walked down the hall towards my room. I pass the wall that is littered with pictures from my childhood. I was an only child so most of the pictures were of me. I’m gonna miss seeing these pictures everyday. I reach my little bedroom. I had a twin size bed in the corner of my room and a little dresser in the other corner. I didn’t have a lot to pack most of our money went to food and bills.
I was lucky enough that at my last job I was able to get a nice iPhone. It wasn’t the newest version but it was a nice one still. Everything else I own is just clothes. But maybe with my new job I can get some nice stuff and so can my parents. I need to get a box to put all my clothes in. Lucky my mom is a hoarder of boxes. She believed that one day they would be able to buy a nice house and we would need a whole bunch of boxes.
I left a couple of outfits out so I had a change of clothes for the next couple of days. I left my toiletries out so I can take a shower and brush my teeth. I was looking around my room when my stomach started to grumble. I look at the time to see that it’s a little after five. I might as well start making dinner.
I walked through the living room to the kitchen. The kitchen also leads to my parents room and the laundry room. I walked to the fridge to see what we had. We didn’t have a lot of food since Sunday is when we buy food. So tonight is spaghetti night. I walk over to the cabinet that has the pots and pans. I pulled out our spaghetti pot and filled it up and put it on the stove to start boiling the water. While that was starting I went to sit on the couch and grabbed my book and picked up where I left off.
The food got done so I got my portion and put my parents portions in bowls and put it in the microwave so when they get home they can just heat it up. I sat down at the table and started eating. Once I was done I cleaned my bowl and went to the living room and closed my eyes to take a little nap.
I woke up when I heard the front door closing. I looked up to see my parents walking in. They look so tired. My mother’s hair is long and needs to be trimmed but she doesn’t have the time or the money to do so. She’s wearing khakis and a blue work shirt. Her long blond hair is in a ponytail. Her eyes that are normally bright blue are dull blue.
My father is wearing the same outfit but he is wearing a hat over is black short curly hair. His eyes are dull like my mothers but they are brown. I get my hair and eye color from my dad. Long black curly hair with brown eyes.
“What are you doing up kiddo?”
“I was waiting on you guys. I have some news.”
“You found a guy?”
“No better I got a job. The downside is that I will have to move out. I got a job as a nanny. I start Monday.”
“That is exciting. What is your employer’s name?”
“I don’t know their first names. But their last name is Park.”
“How did they look?”
“I didn’t get to meet Mrs. Park’s. She wasn’t there. But Mr. Park was very handsome.”
“Maybe Mr. Park has a handsome brother.”
“Mom! I didn’t get to meet the kids I think Mrs. Park had taken them out for the day. I didn’t hear the kids playing.”
“Well honey I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you mom. Your food is in the microwave.” Dad stayed quiet the whole time but I think he was half asleep the whole time.
I walked over to them and kissed their cheeks and went to my room. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. There is no way anyone that looked like Mr. Park could find someone like me attractive. I don’t look like a model. I have thick thighs and I have some weight on my belly. I’m not overweight but I’m not skinny either. I’m 5’7 and 185 pounds. My mom always said that I had J Lo butt. I couldn’t ever see it.
I went over to my bed and plugged my phone in and laid down. After this weekend I’ll have a whole new life. There is no telling where this life will lead me. But I’m excited for my new life.
