When A Yellow Pig Falls

Part 1

8 Years Later

"Hmm your CV is good. But I'm not quite sure if you fit our image" said the person behind the desk with thick glasses. She scanned my body head to toe and shook her head.

If I fit their image? I stared at the agency sign again to make sure it says 'Au Pair Connect'. It says Au pair right? Did I stumble into a modelling agency? I cleared my throat " Do I need to look a certain way to be a nanny?" I asked confuse.

"Oh don't get me wrong Miss Fuentez. I am not talking about your physic. We are a professional Au Pair agency. However our clientele... let's just say they are not people you can't be trifled with. Most of them are very strict and yes if you put it that way..." she looked me up again "they do require a certain look. A professional au pair look. Right now you don't look the part"

Suddenly feeling a little self conscious, I tugged my skirt down. Alright alright I admit, I do look a bit too shiny right now with my sparkly pink skirt and white top with matching rainbow hair. What can I do? I had a job right before this interview that required me to dress up as unicorn. I didn't have time to change everything! "Im sorry Mrs. Walace. I do have black hair and I dress decent most of the time. It's just that I had a job right before this interview that requires dressing up as a unicorn that's why I look like this. I usually look like that in my picture right there" I pointed at my CV.

Mrs Walace scowled "Miss Fuentez I'm sorry. But everyone who had been interviewed with us knows to come very prepared. Because they all know we are not an easy agency to get to. You are the only one who came dressing up like so. It is simply unprofessional"

"But-!"

"Thank you miss Fuentez. Feel free to send us your CV again once you are ready. Goodbye"

I looked pleadingly but the lady in front of me ignored my every existence. I sighed as I got up from the chair and walked away with a slouch shoulders.

Without any direction, I walked nonstop until I found a park with an empty bench. With a heavy sigh I sat my fat asian ass down. I look left and right to make sure there were no people around before I lay down. Of course my fat body did not fit the bench. But it was big enough to lay comfortably. I took my phone out and opened my bank account.

$50

That was all it contained. How am I suppose to survive with this until the fourth night? I frustratingly put my phone down and glared at the sky "God! Please can you just give me a sugar daddy right now?! I don't care if it is an old man or something! As long as they rich and can feed my fat belly!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

Then I heard it. A sound of masculine laughter. My whole being froze. There's people?! My head snapped right away to the pair of black sneakers with orange shoe lace. Like a flailing whale, I got up from the bench.

Wow...I thought I stopped breathing for a moment. My eyes couldn't help but study this beautiful being in front of me. He was wearing a gray jacket with gray shorts doubled with men tights underneath. He was covered from head to toe. But the clothes did not hide his bulging muscles. He was tall, slightly tan, sturdy and muscular. He was like a younger version of Mark Harmon. Except he had slightly curly dark hair instead of Harmon's straight blond hair. But his eyes were different. They were so beautiful. A shade of green with a darker ring. I couldn't help but stare at it a little longer. Suddenly an image of him on top of me and my thumb brushing over his lips as he slowly leaned over for a kiss was slowly forming.

"-hello?"

and just like that. I snapped into reality "what the fuck?!"

"Excuse me?" He asked confused.