THE BABYSITTER
NICOLE
"Aimee, I'm late! I'm going!" I screamed as Aimee forced me to have breakfast before going to babysit the kid of THE MOST FAMOUS person.
"Nik, sit down, have your breakfast first!" Aimee said sternly. She was my best friend cum mother.
"Jacky, tell your mother to stop being my mother" I said smiling to Jacob, Aimee's son.
"Mom, don't scream at Aunt Nik"
"Then stop your aunt to have breakfast" she said to Jacob.
"Aunt Nik, why don't you have breakfast?" he asked with a innocent face. Jacob is just three and he loves school, drawing and playing.
Aimee works hard to get him everything he needs, and I too. Aimee has already gone through so much. She works at a cafe and I am a babysitter of a well known agency.
And today is like dream coming true, I'm gonna babysit for THE HUNTER JOHNSON! His baby is too cute. I've seen his picture on the internet with his father of the band.
"Jacky, tell your mother I'm sorry and I'm too late" I said to Jacob as I sneaked out of the house when Aimee went to get the breakfast plate.
I take a taxi to the FATE band's mansion. Yeah, they all live together! And I may get to meet all of them.
They are a band of four, Hunter the leader, Noah the guitarist, Caden the drummer and Alex the rapper.
They're the idols, the crushes and gods of this generation. And I'm a fan of their music too.
When the car stops at their private beach, I'm astonished. The beach is huge, no people, very clean, full of greenery and the water is pure and clean. I turn towards the mansion. It had a huge luxurious black automatic gate, that is almost half as high as the mansion.
When I go near the gate, the bodygaurds (with guns!) ask me for my identity and purpose for the visit.
I give them my identity and they let me in. I see the huge mansion all modern, the front wall made fully of glass, and the simple grey curtains adding more to the look. At the right is a swimming pool, which is huge and to the left is a garden, which is all colorful with flowers. The second floor's balcony had a huge glass window that is more than half of the wall. That room's curtains are open and I could see a grey wall with posters on it.
I walk nervously towards the main door, which is wooden with black frame. It has password machine to open the door, but I don't know it. So I ring the bell, a voice booms from another machine besides the password machine.
"Who is this?"
"It's Nicole, the babysitter"
"Place your face infront of the camera and also show your identity"
I do as told and the door opens for me, it was another guard that let me in. So much protection.
"May I know where Mr. Johnson is?"
"To the left from the living room, Mr. Johnson is waiting for you"
I go straight, and I pass through the shoe room which is huge and to the living room which is bright, it overlooks the glass wall, had the most expensive and modern furniture, I can tell. I take left from there and enter a office, all the three walls are full of shelves with books and in the center is a table, with a chair which is turned against me.
"Good morning, Mr Johnson. I'm Nicole, the babysitter for Mr. Dustin" though the kid was only three, I chose to call him respectively so that I don't offend Hunter somehow.
The chairs turns to reveal the god like face of HUNTER JOHNSON. And my heart thumps faster than ever.
HUNTER
I nearly chuckled when she called my little Dustin, MR. DUSTIN. She was just trying not to offend me somehow, and she did succeed. When I turned my chair to face her, I was shocked and my heart somehow thumped.
She was such a beauty. Her hair were blonde and were pulled up in a messy bun. There was no hint of make up on her face, she wore a circle loop earing, strands of her hair were out of her messy bun adding to her goodness. She wore a floral loose dress and white sneakers.
I smirked to myself, she's so simple, she doesn't think about how she looks, but about what is comfortable for her. I've seen women wearing these kind of dress with loads of makeup and huge hill, which they thought made them look beautiful, but they just looked like pile of make up. But her, she looked do beautiful even without makeup.
I stood up and stretched out my hand, "Pleased to meet you, Miss Brown" I said formally. She gripped my hand and shaked it before letting my hand go. Her hands were like butter.
She smelled of vanilla and jasmine. She smiled at me which I returned.
"Miss. Brown, follow me, I will take you to Dustin"
She followed me as I lead her out of the office and to the stairs on the right of the living room.
On the way, Alex jumped out of his room.
"Ohhh...who's this beauty?" I glanced at Nicole and she was blushing.
"Alex this is Nicole, Dustin's babysitter. And Nicole this is Alex, you probably know him"
"Yes, pleased to meet you, Mr. Alex" she greeted him formally.
None of my other bandmates came in between, and I took her straight to Dustin's room.
He was still asleep. She looked around the room.
"Mr. Johnson, when should I wake him up?" she whispered so silently I hardly could hear her.
"It's time for him to wake up. You may wake him up. His schedule is already sent to you, we'll not be in the house for the day, till 10 in the night, though there are servants in the house, you can ask if you need anything from them"
"Okay, sir"
"And Dustin's allergic to Avocados and Mangos, please be careful not to feed him any"
"Okay sir"
"Then I'll go, call me if you need anything"
"Sure, sir"
And I exited the room. The band was ready already and we took of for the recording of our new song.