Gold Digger H.S

Four

***Picture above is Noah***

"Guess who landed them self a date!" Noah cheers running into the apartment that afternoon. "This guy," Jaycee and Bradlee come in shaking their head. "He only got the date cause we helped him." I laugh, "Wow! Now you have nine-year-olds helping you?"

"Hey, I was doing fine on my own. But Bradlee did attract him over with his mad football skills."

"They aren't mad at all..." Jaycee says, "Well I think that's awesome, Noah. I ordered dinner and got a couple movies for us to watch tonight. Kids, your mom called. The baby isn't born yet but hopefully, in the next four hours he will be."

"I don't understand why we can't live here, I mean your more awesome!" Bradlee exclaims.

"Maybe one day kid," I say messing with his hair. I honestly really loved my niece and nephew, they were the only people besides my grandma that cared for me and loved me. For my parents, my sister was always Miss. Perfect. They used my wedding fund that they saved for to go towards my sister's college since she went over two years.

She was a nurse, while I only went one month then went to two years of fashion school in New York, United States. It upset my parents that I threw away my "career" for fashion. If I was honest I was making pretty good money, I made more than my sister did.

Yet my sister was still Miss. Perfect, she had the perfect boyfriend and the perfect kids, not that I didn't love the kids I truly did but it was just all perfect.

"You okay?" Noah asked me while the kids argued over what to watch. "Do you honestly think I'll get married anytime soon. I mean I'm almost thirty and still single." Noah sighs, "Mary you're doing great in life! You have this great life here, besides if we're both not married in 7 years we will get married! We promised when we were 10 remember?" I smile.

"You're the worst boyfriend ever, you can't even cheer me up." He just smiles big and gives me a peck. "It'll be okay, besides you have Mr. Big-shot-hottie."

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"I need a copy of this stat! Also, I hear people down in HR are mocking me so fire them. I have a meeting with my son for lunch so order him his usual. I need my dry cleaning pressed, and a new design set is being delivered at 11 o'clock. Be there for drop off! If there's anything else I will call," Ms. Grant tells me then gives me the glare to leave.

I begin doing my line of work one by one, marking each of the tasks off. As I went down to HR my mom called me. "How's it going?" I ask when I answer.

"She gave birth to a healthy baby girl, her name is Mary-Anne. Your sister named her after you! She was eight pounds five ounces, born at three this morning."

"That's great! When does she go home?" I ask my mom. "Monday morning, the kid's tickets home are for Monday night. How are they? Can I talk to them?"

"They are actually with Noah, I had to be at work today," I tell my mom. "It's a Saturday, Hun." I roll my eyes, "And I have a job. Noah is taking great care of them."

"Of course you pawn them off on someone else!" My mom yells through the phone. Oh, my god, I didn't pawn them off.

"Mom I can't just take off work! I could get fired, besides your the one who called last minute telling me I had the kids. I went out of my way for them."

"Your so unresponsible!"

"Whatever, you wanna talk to the kids you can call Noah." I hang up then go down to HR.