Jessie and Bailey
Bailey is working as an undercover spy, pretending to be innocent Jessie. But with the accidental nanny job jeopardizing her mission, and her classmates from Seven Seas high colliding with her new family, how can she cope? Not to mention the Ross's are finding hints to uncover their nanny's secret. All from Bailey/Jessie's POV
I exit the bathroom in a simple pink bathrobe, my red hair dye nice and fresh. "Jessie," a certain little voice called. A certain little girl came padding over to me; wearing a look of fear and hugging a teddy bear. Zuri's dark curly hair flopped down to her bright pink pajamas. "Why aren't you in bed Zuri?" I asked. It was 9:30 and I'm pretty sure I finished reading her stories at about 8:00. "I had a nightmare. May I sleep with you?" the little girl asked. I bent down to the little girl's eye level. "Zuri, you've been having a lot of nightmares lately, but you got to learn to face them instead of coming to me every night" I explained. The African American girl just simply stood there listening. "I am sorry, but I cannot let you sleep with me tonight. But we can talk about your nightmare if it helps" I offered. I saw a flash of defeat in Zuri's dark brown eyes, but she let me anyways. We walked over to the couch, flopping onto the comfy piece of furniture.
"So tell me about your nightmare" I summoned. Zuri seemed to shiver at the thought, but eventually looked at me and started talking. "Well, it was a good dream at first" she started. "We were all together, just simply playing at the park. But then," she curled up, her eyes wide with fear. I put my arm around the fragile little girl, giving her the comfort she needs to keep going. "Everything went all dark and cold. You were gone, and everyone else was just angry and saying bad things about you" she quivered. Okay, this is definitely not your usual 'a monster is chasing me!' nightmare. "What kind of bad things?" I asked curiously. "I'm not sure. It was all 'how dare she' and 'I never want to see that witch again!', not to mention some other stuff I didn't understand" she described. "Basically, everyone hated you; even Millie the Mermaid" she concluded. I shivered for a sec there. "I'm sure it's just a dream Zuri" I comforted. "Yeah, but what if it's real? What if my nightmare comes true?" she argued with an obvious hint of worry in her voice. "What makes you think I'm going away?" I asked? Her grip on me tightened.
"You mentioned that you came to New York to achieve your dream, what is it?" she asked. I faked a smile. "I'm living it" I answered. The dark girl gave me a doubtful look. "You said that you came to live a dream, not to babysit" Zuri dared. "B-besides that!" I defended myself. "I wanted to start a new life in New York and live a more comfortable life, more comfortable than shucking corn back in Kettlecorn" I explained. "I thought you're from Texas?" the little girl questioned. Uh-oh.
"B-back to your nightmare, umm, why did you think I was going to leave again?" I changed the subject. "Well, I keep having the exact same dream over and over again, and those repeated dreams always come true in the movies" she said. Zuri bought it. "Zuri, there's a reason why it happens in movies" I joked. "Trust me; we'll always be together Zuri" I comforted. "Promise?" she asked with dark brown puppy dog eyes. "Promise" I confirmed. After we hugged, I dropped her over to her room and retreated to my own.
Entering the large and neat bedroom, I walked across the creamy colored carpet to the bed. The thick velvet red colored blanket made itself comfortable on the mattress. Resting my hand on the simple white pillow, I gently removed an object from beneath the mattress. Flopping onto the bed, I looked at the scrapbook. My old essays and assignments from back in high school were sewn into the cover. Also were some old photos of a certain blonde teen with her friends. The cutout face of my little egg-head taped back into some photos from before my temporary break-up. The center of the scrapbook held my two year books. The first one was taken up by a chatty girl's endless signature. The second was just your average yearbook with doodles over faces and signatures and comments. In the back of the scrapbook was a pocket containing a CD. I gently placed it into a player and stuffed the ear buds into my ears. The voice of a certain Asian female I once knew spat out insult after insult. Despite the hurtful comments, I smiled at her mean words. Wow, my life was really simple back then I thought. Who knew life would be so simple when your biggest worries were an on and off relationship and your teacher telling you to stop turning in your assignments early.
Now that I am a proud graduate of Yale University, my high intelligence and farm trained strength has went into being a spy. I had to create this Jessie identity for my safety. I was supposed to meet someone here in New York as part of my mission, but after seeing how the Ross kids needed my guidance, I couldn't just go and abandon them. But I have my own problems to worry about myself, making the fact that I'm a nanny even harder to fit into my schedule. I hugged the old scrap and yearbooks into my chest just like Zuri did with Chubby the Bear. Tears leaked from my eyes, traveling down my cheeks. The drops of water seemed to scream, "HELP! WHAT SHOULD I DO!". I just really wish I could do the same.
The beeping of an alarm clock and the rays of a shining sun had announced the start of a new day. "I must have dozed off" I mumbled at how I was still my bathrobe and that my tears had dried onto my cheeks. I shut my alarm clock off and started my daily routine. I threw on some flare jeans and a dark purple tank with ruffles on the shoulders. I complemented these pieces with a braided leather belt and a plastic pearl necklace. While I was busy securing a feather earring, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I said into the electronic. "Bailey, how is the mission going?" a voice asked. "Yeah, about that," I explained my situation with the nanny business. "Bailey, I'm afraid you are going to have to quit this nanny job and return to the mission. You cannot have those kids continue to be a distraction" the voice harshly said. "But they need me" I complained. "I understand your concern, but you need to get the job done. Ever since you arrived in New York, you have failed to do anything. I'm sorry Bailey, but you need to make a choice. You have a month to decide" he hung up. The news sure had shaken me up as I slipped on some black buckle wedges and left my room.
So theres chapter one. Sorry that its so short-ish. Anyways, I hope you guys liked it. Btw, if You could help me with figuring out what Bailey/Jessie's mission exactly is, that would be great. And I don't know how the Spy school whatever buisness works, so please dont complain about that. Also, please dont get your hopes up with Bailey's habit of smarting off, cuz im not gifted like that and I dont want to have to constantly look up stuff and snooze on a textbook. No offense. Anyways, hoped you liked it ;)