The house is above
Allyson's P.O.V
Neymar and I, aren't on good terms, obviously. It's bad enough I have to see him everyday. Maybe not actually. I think, I should find another job. Just until, I "cool off" I guess. Maybe a babysitting job? I think that sounds good. I called my uncle already, asking him if it was okay that I got another job, just for a little while. He said it was chill, so I set out looking for a job. Was I in luck or what? I caught a glimpse in the news paper:
BABY SITTER WANTED
PLEASE CONTACT THIS NUMBER FOR AN APPOINTMENT
+55 627 8291
I grabbed my phone and quickly dialed the number. After a few rings, a lady picked up.
Phone call:
Lady: Hello babysitter residents, how may I help you?
Me: Hello, I saw in the newspaper Babysitter wanted, and it said to contact this number.
Lady: Oh right, so there's one babysitter needed at the moment, I'll make an appointment for you, do you mind being on hold?
Me: No
Lady: Oh okay one moment then.
The crappy waiting music came on. No offense, but the waiting music couldn't be better? Then again I won't complain, I need this job.
Lady: Okay, so are you available at 2:00 P.M today?
Me: Yeah, yeah.
Lady: Alright, do you have an email where we can send you the address, and directions?
Me: Yes I do, it's allysonhernandez@yahoo.com
Lady: Okay thank you, the email is sent!
Me: Thank you!
Lady: No problem dear.
Me: Goodbye!
Lady: Bye!
Yessss! I've got an appointment! Now all I need to do is get the job! Oh boy, I really do hope I get this job!
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It's already 1:00 so I better get ready to go to my appointment. I have the address already printed out and a little cute boy is on the sheet. I hope he's as nice as he looks. I took a 15 minute shower and re-brushed my teeth. I got out a red blouse, with some light wash skinny jeans, grabbed my red toms, and sprayed some body spray, after putting on deodorant. I locked the door before heading out to my car.
"Alright! It's only 1:30, let's get this show on the road!" I said to myself. Yes, I talk to myself. Sometimes. You know what? Yes i'm weird, deal with it!
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I pulled up to these beautiful black gates. If only I had a house this beautiful, I thought. I pressed a button and a nice lady answered. I told her that I was here for a babysitting job and the gates opened. The house was truly beautiful.
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Sorry that this chapter is short, i'm not feeling that great i'll probably try to write another one but maybe a little later, love y'all.
~Sina
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FanfictionAllyson Hernandez, is a 22-year-old latina girl (Spanish/Brazilian), who recently moved to Brazil with her best friend Camila, to visit her uncle Luiz Scolari. Who just so happens, to be the coach of The Brazilian National Football Team. Having an u...
