The Nanny Test

1 The Next Nanny McPhee

An intriguing shade of blue was splattered across the sky. It stretched far across the city as the ray of beams shot out from the sun. The city was populated by busy people, each day passed by the same. People in suits walking, business men holding a phone near their ear and cars driving past everyday.

But this day wasn't going to be the same. Oh no it wasn't. On this day, on this very day, Elsa Arendelle, age  twenty-one, was going to get a job. Of course she was going to get a job. It was her fourteenth job interview and she couldn't possibly fail fourteen times.

She was filled with confidence; from head to toe. There wasn't a single spot that wasn't filled to the top with confidence. She smiled as she clutched the files close to her. The heels she wore made a clicking sound every time she walked. Elsa looked professional, classy and smart. She looked like an official business woman. Soon, she would be like her parents; the second most popular business people. Well, not the second. Probably the fifth or sixth but Elsa was too busy being happy to do some maths.

She took a deep breath in as she called for a taxi. With a whoosh of wind passing by, the taxi stopped. Elsa got inside. "I need to go to Snowflake Industries."

The man nodded as he started driving. Elsa looked out from the window as she saw high class people walking by. How she wished she was one of them. Well,
she didn't exactly wish for it. Her parents did. They wanted her to be the most successful business woman in the world. Even more successful than the Frost family who were swimming in a pool of money.

She sighed as she placed her head on the window.

"Are you going for a job interview?" The driver asked.

Elsa blinked. "Yes I am. How did you know?"

"I can see from the way you act. You look like you're going to take a test," he said with a chuckle.

Oh it was a test alright. The second biggest enterprising company has actually accepted her job interview. If she fails this one, there wasn't going to be enough confidence inside her to apply for another job.

"Is it that obvious?" She asked.

The man let out a chuckle as he stopped the car because of the traffic lights that changed from green to red. "Ma'am, I know that I have no right to say this but you look like a sophisticated hippo."

Elsa blinked twice. That was rude. How dare he say that? She opened her mouth to say a comment but closed it as she examined herself. Her hair was in a neat bun showing no flaws at all. Her outfit was all grey like a hippo's skin. And she looked like an old woman without the wrinkles.

She didn't say anything as she frowned. Was this what she wanted? No. It wasn't. She didn't want to go into business. She wanted to be a teacher. She loved kids and kids loved her. But because of her parents, she had no choice. Elsa felt jealous of her sister Anna. Her sister didn't need to go to interviews of anything at all. She was happily married to the man of her dreams and living in Australia. She sighed.

"I'm sorry if I was rude but it's the honest truth," the man continued. He started the car again as the traffic lights changed. "Just relax and chill. If this fails, then don't worry. There are a lot of jobs out there, waiting for you."

If she was going to fail, it would be her fourteenth time failing.

But she smiled. At least he said some encouraging words. "Thank you."

The car stopped and outside was a large building that looked like blocks stacked together. Elsa widened her eyes as she stared in awe.

"Ma'am, I think you better go to your interview. Do you want to be late?"