A New Beginning

Mallory Taylor was nervous as she sat on a plane headed toward her new school , and new job. Her mother worked as a cleaning lady for one of the richest couples in the Chicago. The couple's grandchild was in need of a nanny and Mallory fit the bill. Her mom had insisted that she take the job. She was going to live at the family's estate. Although it was currently summer, she would attend a private school during the week and baby sit from five until eight, or whenever the child's father came home to put her to bed. She had Friday nights off ,however; because that was when the child's mother scheduled time for bonding. But, she was needed to be up bright and early on the weekends. By living in Massachusetts she would be eligible for more financial aid when she attended Boston College. The only catch was that the kid had a reputation for being rebellious which made it difficult for nannies to deal with her, and her older brother was known to also be a rebel of sorts. But Mallory could handle the little hellion, after all her college money depended on it.

Once she arrived at the airport she was met with a suited man holding a sign with her name on it. "Hello Ms. Taylor. I am the Parry's butler, Miguel." The older gentleman spoke with a diluted foreign accent and Mallory could tell he was of European decent, possibly French. He grabbed her bags and escorted her to a posh black car. As they made their way down the road Miguel filled in Mallory on each of the members of the family. The mother had no exact job, but she was heavily invested in many organizations in the area. She was quite the social butterfly. The father was the areas local congressman. They weren't home most of the time, therefore the young girl needed a nanny. The young girl was named Sasha. She was quite the troublemaker, and the Parry's had hoped that someone younger might be more effective. The young girls brother was named Pogue. He drove a motorcycle and spent most of his weekends with his friends. He was the same age as Mallory. She might actually even have some classes with him. When the pair made their way toward a rather large estate Mallory began to get nervous.

"Mrs. Parry left you a note on the side table. Your room is up the stairs. Feel free to look around." Mallory nodded and went to read the note.

Ms. Taylor,

I apologize for not being able to meet with you personally, but business calls. We have already discussed the times your services will be needed. You will attend Spencer Academy where both Pogue and Sasha attend, although Sasha is schooled on another campus. Fridays may be spent at your leisure, as I try to keep those nights free for mother daughter bonding time. A car has been provided for you to get around town and be able to transport Sasha. During the summer you may do as you wish during the day since Ms. Johnson will care for Sasha. Just care for her at night once she leaves. Sasha has no set schedule, all I ask is that she not get into trouble, and see to it that if neither I nor her father is home in time that she is in bed by eight thirty. Her brother Pogue will attend school with you, but you won't see him much since he spends the majority of his time with his friends. Sasha is a rebellious child, but I hope that you being closer in age than her past nannies will allow you two to get along. I hope you fine your accommodations suitable.

Mrs. Parry

Once Mallory had read the note she turned to go up the stairs and entered her bedroom. She was flabbergasted, this one room was bigger than the entire apartment she and her mother had shared in Chicago. She began to wonder around the house until she came to the kitchen.

"Hello Ms. Taylor. I'm the maid Ms. Johnson, you just let me know what you need and I'll get it. Heavens you must be hungry after all your traveling. What do you want me to fix?"

"Oh, no thank you I was just wondering what I am suppose to do." Mallory said as she admired the spacious kitchen.

"Well, Mrs. Parry has already enrolled you in your classes, so why don't you go on down to the school and pick up your schedule. School starts in two weeks and you need to know about any summer assignments that you need to catch up on. And other than that just make your self comfortable. The only important thing that I can tell you about your new position is to just make sure your here on time in the afternoons so that I don't have to stay late, I have to get home to my family. I care for her when she is home from school." The older woman said as she smiled. Ms. Johnson put Mallory at ease about her new situation.

"Here are the keys. I told Miguel to put your bags in your room. Just go to the admissions office and they will give you your class schedule, and on the way home stop by the Garwin's and pick up Sasha. They are the third driveway to the left, about three miles up the road." Mallory smiled her thanks and went to the garage that Ms. Johnson had directed her towards. Once inside she gasped at what she had been given to drive around. There before her was a black SUV with black and chrome rims. These people have great taste, Mallory thought as she got into the SUV.

She used the GPS to direct her toward her new school. On the way there she thought about her old school and how unhappy she had been and vowed to her self that she was going to make the best of this situation. She wasn't going to be the shy girl that kept to herself and never went out with friends, or to parties. She was going to have a life, and a good one at that. After all she had an awesome car to drive around and all she had to do was care for a spoiled little girl. This wouldn't be to difficult.