Haruhi's Pov
I was desperate. And as much as I hated to admit it, Mr. Sanchez was to. That, and the fact that Ranka may have bullied him a bit, was the only reason he hired me in the first place.
It's not that I'm not good with kids; I'm actually kind of a professional. But ever sense, the incident, no one wanted to hire me. This was totally not fair, sense; the incident wasn't even my fault, not technically. In the end, it was really the cat's fault. Yah, uh huh. Telling him that so would have worked. "The cat did it." As if.
So anyway, ever sense that awful day, I haven't exactly been what you would call "A desired nanny" or anything close. That's why I suspected this man, Mr. Sanchez, would only hire me if desperate, this and the thick, crinkled, and dustless file on my desk.
See, I've been in the nanny business sense I was 21, which makes 4 years. Not exactly an eternity, but I'm no rooky. And if there's one thing I know, crinkled, or dustless, files are a very bad thing. This is because, once a nanny is chosen, unless there is a problem, the nanny stay for at least a year. The file goes back into the locked cabinet, and is probably never seen again. But from what I could tell, many nannies had held this. Meaning many had failed, or run out screaming. Problem kids.
I had a very bad feeling in my stomach, and I hadn't even opened it yet. I looked up at Mr. Sanchez, who kept looking at me nervously, and wiping his sweaty palms on his pants. "Open it, go on" he said in a voice that trembled slightly.
I took a deep breath, I could do this. After my childhood, I was as tough as rocks, impossible to faze. I prepped my self for whatever monster lay inside. Slowly I flicked open the folder, and nearly laughed.
Inside, on the first page was… an adorable little girl, with big eyes and corn colored braids, wearing a yellow dress with a big pink bow? How cute! Well at least that's I thought before I started reading.
As I flipped through page after page, counting three children in all, lots of health concerns, and about five thousand notes, recommendations, and flat out warnings, my expression became slowly, but surely, horrified.
I looked up at Mr. Sanchez. "You can not be serious." I dead panned, looking at him incredulously. "What are they, ADHD or something? Oh I know, devil spawn!" My voice was squeaking, hysteric. I couldn't believe it, I sounded like a crazed cheerleader, or Alvin the Chipmunk.
"Unfortunately" said Mr. Sanchez, rubbing his flabby temples, "I am not. Do you want the job or not?" His voice was almost pleading. Despite his obvious panic, I wanted nothing more to laugh in his face, then high tail it away. But I was every bit as desperate as him, and we both new it.
"Fine, when do I leave?" I sighed, tucking the file in my purse. The look of relief on his face was almost comical.
"A private jet to Japan will pick you up at 6:30 A.M at the Los Angelis air port. I'll fax you the details. It was a pleasure doing business with you." he stood to shake my hand, but I just rolled my eyes.
"No. No it wasn't." Then I turned and left the Nanny Agency on Carlin Street.
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Renge Suoh:
Age: 9
Height: 4'10
Weight: (subject did not allow this information to be given out)
Description: Honey colored hair to shoulder, brown eyes, thin, athletic, and fair skinned.
Health concerns: Obsessed with beauty and hordes Justin Bieber merchandise, extreme fear of puppets, has detestation towards her brothers, Nekazowa and Tamaki. Refuses to eat sugar of any kind.
Personal comments: Hi! My name is Renge, and unless you're a cute boy, I hate you already :)
Birthday: June 11, 2003
Tamaki Suoh:
Age: 16
Height: 6'0
Weight: 170 pounds
Description: Short hair, purple colored eyes, tanned, well muscled, light dusting of freckles.
Health concerns: Is believed to have ADHD, do to eccentric, over bearing, and slightly twisted personality. Is believed to have delusions, and makes his friends into make believe families. Has major abandonment issues, and has convinced myself he's a prince.
Personal comments: Hello princess, welcome to my world of beauty- QUIT POKING ME RENGE!
Birthday: February 15, 1994
Nekazowa: 13
Age: 17
Height: 5'7
Description: Chin length, wavy blonde hair (though he wears black wigs), silvery eyes, strong features, perfect teeth.
Health concerns: Introvert, and slight hermit, has very few friends, talks to a 'curse doll' name Belzineff daily, is terrified of sunlight, and believes himself to be the 'Ruler of darkness, Prince of the underworld'. Is feared to be mentally ill, though, like his siblings, is very bright.
Personal comments: Mwah, hah, hah! Join the dark side, and rule with me! Together we shall dominate the world.
(A note from editor, "Please don't take this poor, coughdelusionalcough, boy seriously.)
Birthday: February 5, 1999
Parents:
Kyoya Ootori, the third richest and most successful men in the world. He is known for his extreme beauty, and high IQ (rumored to be above 180). Runs companies all over the world, mainly in medical, entertainment, and technology. Age, 26.
Éclair Tonair, deceased in a mysterious car accident, surrounded by an odd scandal. Age of passing, 22, death date May 19, 2008.
Date of Marriage: February 25, 2006. Married for two and a half years.
Number of Nannies hired: 57
Number successful: 0