This is a Zach Mitchell, Owen Grady, and Claire Dearing fanfiction
Persephone Scott (Zoey Deutch) is the smartass nanny hired to babysit Gray Mitchell and keep his older brother, Zach, in line.
Althea Foster (Sabrina Carpenter) is the accidental imp...
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Persephone
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"Gray look out the window," I encourage the young boy. He's excitedly vibrating in his seat rattling off a million facts about dinosaurs. His eyes immediately go to the window and he gazes at the magnificence of Costa Rica.
Beside me, Zach is sleeping while listening to loud music.
"Zach?" I nudge the boy but he barely moves. "Zach wake up, we're about to touch down." Still nothing so I grab his shoulder and shake it. "Zach!"
"Phonie!" he yelps as he jolts awake.
Zach has two nicknames for me: Stef and Phonie. He calls me Stef normally and Phonie when he's upset. Both are names I never let anyone else call me; everyone else calls me Perry.
"Phonie? Aw Zach, have you woken on the wrong side of the plane seat?" I coo in a mocking tone.
"Shut up," he grumbles.
"You know I can't do that. Now look alive we're landing."
Zach rolls his eyes, he is unimpressed by the Airlines Boeing 757 landing on the Costa Rican tarmac.
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It takes two hours of wrangling luggage, asking for directions, and corralling Gray for us to finally get on the ferry for Isla Nunbar.
The ferry itself is plastered with Jurassic World logos.
"How big is the island?" Gray inquires as I usher him onto the ramps for the ferry.
"Big," Zach answers absently.
"I'm sure we'll find out at the visitors center," I say.
"But how many pounds? Will they have that in the visitors center?" Gray prompts and I furrow my eyebrow in confusion. How would one know how much an island weighs?
"That doesn't make sense," Zach grumbles but Gray remains optimistic.
"Come on Perry lets get a spot at the front!"
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The ferry sails across the water sending wind rushing past us in the nicest way. Gray and Zach are by my side holding to the railings as well.
"When they first opened, they had eight species. Now they have fourteen herbivores and six carnivores. That's like fifty tons of food a week," Gray states cheerily.
"That much? I eat more than that," I joke and Gray chuckles.
Zach isn't paying attention, he's smiling at some pretty teenage girls on a lower deck. I try to ignore him and his disinterest.
