"Please, fasten your seatbelts passengers, we are ready to take off." the flight attendant said.
'Wow. I'm actually on a plane. I cant believe it!' I thought
Tez looked over at me for a lingering moment. "Hey so if you have any questions, feel free to ask." he said with hope.
I didn't want this plane ride to be awkward. Lord knows, I'm the Queen of Awkward.
"Well..., yeah I do." I said slowly. I then proceeded to question him intensely. "Whats her name? How old is she? What happened to her previous nannies? What does she eat? Is she allergic to anything? Will she hate me? What happened to her mom? What-" I was cut off, once again.
"Okay! Okay!" Tez said laughing a little "Okay her name is Joyce Hanley but everyone calls her Joy. She is 4 years old. Her previous nannies were only here out of interest in Q and not Joy. She picks up on that pretty quickly too."
'That explains the look he gave me earlier' I thought.
"She eats just about everything, except shelfish and peanuts. She has her trust issues with nannies but she'll warm up to you. No one knows what happened with her mom. We believe she just left because she tricked him into child support but who knows?" Tez paused to drink a sip of water.
"Is that it?" he said ready to answer more
'Think Tina. What else?" I thought trying to keep this from slipping from a comfortable quiet to an awkward silence.
"Um.. What about Q? What is he like towards her? Maybe I can try to mimic his style of parenting so she'll warm up to me sooner." I said with curiosity
"Well he is just a big kid. He's strict on her when he needs to be but most of the time he spends his time listening to her tell him stories, making food for her in the kitchen, playing her favorite songs on the piano, things like that. She's very vocal so she'll tell you what she wants. You'll never have to guess."
"Well that's all the questions I have so far. I think I'm going to take a nap." I said with sleep in my voice
"Okay then." Tez said smiling.
Tez POV
'Man I hate it when Q sends me out on these crazy, last minute ass missions. How am I supposed to find a nanny today?' I thought walking along the beach. 'Why me? I'm trying to enjoy myself but-'
I ran into something. Someone. She was laying in the sand, crying with my drink all over her. How much worse could this day be? Whatever, I'll just apologize and move on
"Hey look, I'm really sorry about that" I said with a bit of sorrow
"Are you really?" she said finally standing up.
"Yeah I am. What's your name?" I said waiting for her to turn around
She turned around.
"Kristina but people call me Tina" she said dusting sand off of her body
She was about 6'0. High yellow. She had freckles, nice brown eyes and wild hair. She had a beautifully curvy body and she had a beautiful face. Killer dimples in her smile and everything in between.
"Hi, Tina. My name is Antwan Cortez but everyone calls me Tez for short." I said confidently "What brings you out to Miami Beach?"
"I've been living out here for the past week and a half now. I ran away from home because my brother is never there and he leaves me to deal with my parents fighting all the time and I couldn't take it anymore. I'd rather be homeless than live in a broken home" she said with a tear rolling down her face. "But I'm fine." she said with sorrow and wiping the tear away, replacing it with dirt.
"I'm so sorry to hear that" I said honestly
"Well what brings you to Miami Beach? You have a pretty heavy West Coast accent." she said curiously
'I didn't want to lie to her but I might have to' I thought
"Well I'm actually here looking for someone who wants to take this nanny job my boss gave me. And honestly, you might be the perfect candidate." I lied.
"Are you serious? You're offereing me a job? she said enthusiastically.
"Yeah.. I mean do you want it or not?"
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It Started With Joy - A Schoolboy Q Fanfic
FanficWho is Quincey Matthew Hanley? Quincey is none other than the rap sensation Schoolboy Q and father to Joy Hanley. But what happens when Quincey needs to leave for his Oxymoron Tour and with the absence of her mother, who will take care of Joy? Ti...