The New Nanny

Chapter four

Emilys first day outfit is to the side or above or wherever it is haha

probably has lots of errors so this is a warning

Enjoy x

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The weekend zipped past fast, like super fast. The only time I stopped moving was when I was sleeping but then again my mind wouldn't stop turning either. 

I had gone shopping and bought pretty much a whole new wardrobe so I could be presentable for my new job, I had stocked my fridge up with healthier food than I had been for the last two months, I had visited my mom and sisters Sophie and Phoebe briefly  and had caught up on vampire diaries, izombie, stalker, glee and the mysteries of Laura. I would say it was a very productive weekend. But now it was Monday and to put it lightly, I was shitting my pants.

I had woke up at five this morning due to over powering nerves. I mean, how can I not be nervous? This is my second job I have ever had and it was nannying a Spanish billionaire's daughter. I still couldn't believe the amount of money I was getting, I know he can afford it but it is a huge jump in pay from my last job.

I nervously straightened out my cream blazer and took off a bit of fluff from my black skinny jeans. Already my feet were starting to hurt in my heels but according to my fashionista sister Sophie, they 'complete' my outfit and it will just look wrong without them. Although I am wearing these shandles with spikes I packed white converses in my bag just in case. My hair was in its usual natural curls and I had only put on mascara.

On the note Nico had given me it said I should be there by seven thirty so he can show my around and get Mia settled with me before he has to go to work.

I stared at myself in to mirror giving myself a silent pep talk before I decided it was time to go. "I can do this. I can do this." I repeated before I sauntered off out of my apartment and into my car. At first, like the piece of shit it is, it wouldn't start but with a few curse words and a hard kick to the side it turned on slightly smoothly and I was on my way.

I noticed the dramatic differences in homes as I made it further out of downtown and closer to up town, even then I still had to go further up up town to where the richest of rich people live. Duh he is a billionaire idiot My mind kindly reminded me.

Soon I finally found the house I was meant to be at and it was amazing. It was like a smaller version of the white house, with a fountain in the middle with cupid spitting out water. I could see faintly through the trees on either side of the mansion to the backyard, I could see a pool that was probably the size of my apartment and a field the size of my old school. All of this was behind a iron gate.

I parked my car car and got out. I walked over to the gate and whistled. "He must shit gold blocks or something."

A cough startled me and I looked at the little black box that was near my head. Awkwardly I moved over to it and whispered, "Hello?"

"You must be Emily." I shrieked and stumbled away. "What the fuck?" I muttered from behind my hand.

"Sorry for scaring you, Please, come in." Suddenly the gates open giving me another heart attack. Quickly I rushed along the drive way towards the door and away from the little black box. I knocked on the door and tried to calm my pounding heart.

The door opened revealing a man in his fifties in a black tux. "You must be the new nanny." He said. I remembered his British accent from the black box.

I cleared my throat and held out my hand. "Um yes, Emily Johnson but you can just call me Emily." I smiled. He looked at my hand before taking my fingers in his gloved ones delicately and shook it lightly before putting his hands behind his back.