This is the story of 26-year old Sadie who meets three strangers one morning and gets to work for them only for her to find out she'll be working for a celebrity family and will have to tutor the oldest son. What will come of that working relationsh...
I walk to the stove and put a big pot of water on. I turn on the two sauce pots to heat up, put salt in my pot of water and turn around, picking up the pasta that's on the kitchen island. I put the pasta down next to the stove and look at the dishes already slowly piling up. I look around the sink to see what kind of dishsoap he uses, so I can start on the dishes whilst the food is getting ready. Damn. He uses Dawn, the original blue one. Shit, well I guess that will be no dishwashing for me.
I walk back to the living room to see everyone in deep conversation, Sasha sitting next to Tallulah and looks at her leg, concerned about her having pain. I smile at the view of the toddler who shows so much compassion for someone else and walk past to the hallway where I left my bag. I crouch down and look for a hairtie in my bag, annoyed at my curls who are becoming unruly and frizzy.
" What are you looking for? " I jump, startled as I didn't hear the person approach me. I put a hand over my heart and turn around to Bellamy looking at me with an amused smile on her face." Damn girl, don't scare me like that going ninja style, I didn't hear you. "
" Sorry, sorry didn't mean to scare you." I smile and stand up, a hairtie in my hand.
" It's fine, I just came looking for a hairtie. I'm starting to hate my curls, they just become frizzy and unruly after a while."
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She shrugs her shoulders and reaches to touch my hair. " Are you kidding me, I love what you did with your hair, when I put curls in they never stay either. " She lets go of my hair and I look at her in confusion. Oh, she thinks I actually curled my hair? That's cute.
I smile and walk past her back to the living room as she follows me.
I look over my shoulder and give her a smile. " For the record I didn't curl my hair, but once my hair goes frizzy I usually put my hair up. "
" Wait what? You didn't curl your hair?" I walk past the living room to the entrance of the kitchen, everyone looking at us two. I stop in the doorway of the kitchen and turn around to look at Bellamy.
" Nope, this-" I say ruffling my hair, making it even worse. "- was given to me by mother nature once I hit puberty." I say with a smile as her mouth drops. I take my hairtie and whip my hair forward with my whole body, hunching over and put up my hair in a high ponytail. I straighten up and look at Bellamy who looks at me with curiosity on her face but doesn't say anything.
" Well, I think the water's boiling so I'll put the pasta in, and we'll eat in about ten minutes. "
I look at Bellamy who nods and walks back to the couch, taking a seat next to Tallulah and Sasha.
Wolfgang gets up from the couch and walks over to me. " I'll start and set the table. You need any help in the kitchen?"
I shake my head and turn around walking into the kitchen as he follows me. " No, I'm good. I think I can cook pasta, but if you can make sure the table is set and everything that would be great."
