The babysitter
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AN: hi this is my first story. I hope you like it I got a bit of inspiration about the babysitter falling in love with the man she is babysitting for from a book (which I don't own). I hope you enjoy the first chapter please rate and review (: peace out oxox
Chapter 1
Gabriella's POV
Hello my name is Gabriella Montez. I am 22 years old. I have just graduated from the University of New Mexico taking a degree in childcare. I am very good with children because I am the oldest of 4. In high school I was a straight A student. When I was in university I had to go through certain tasks to be able to get my degree. This included going on placement at the local crèche at the university. Also I had to do a couple on essays on different things that I had to do at the crèche. Enclosed is a copy of my degree and reports of the leaders when I was on placement.
I looked at the screen. This is the 10th time that I have written this résumé. I found this through the local paper I thought I might as well take this job 1. Because need a job so I don't stay at home all day and 2. I need to be able to pay the rent or I am going to get chucked out. Then I heard the front door open.
"Gabi are you up there?" I heard my roommate shout up to me. It was Taylor Mckessie. I have known her since high school and she was the only one out of the entire gang from east high that I am still in contact with since we graduated.
"Yeah" I shouted back to her. Then I heard her walk up stairs and walk into my room. My room is quite nice if I think so myself. The walls are painted a very soft pale pink; one of my walls was mostly covered in pictures.
"What ya doing?" Taylor asked looking over my shoulder.
"Applying for a job. I found it in the local paper" I told her then handed her the paper that had a big red circle around the advert.
The Next Day
I woke the next day and went straight to get a shower. As I was getting a shower and was thinking if I was actually going to get an email today saying if my application was accepted and I needed to go for an interview. When I got out of the shower I wrapped a brown towel round my body and a yellow towel around my dark brown curls. When I logged onto my laptop I checked my emails and found that I did have to go for an interview. I was really happy now because I could get this job then I would be able to pay my own rent money and I won't have to keep asking my mum and dad for rent.
As I closed the screen that had just made my day. I looked at the background. It was a picture of the old gang from east high, I remember the day very clearly.
Flashback
It was Sharpay's and Ryan's birthday. Seeing as they was twins Sharpay always what they did in the day and Ryan decided what they did on the night. As usual Sharpay had to do something extraordinary. That's one of the things that we like about her. That day before her birthday we got told to dress nice and be at there house by nine in the morning. When we got there that day we all piled into Sharpay's and Ryan's hummers and off we went.
What we didn't know was that Sharpay booked us at a photography place and we was just going to mess around taking random pictures and make lots of new memories. We decided to take a couple of single shots, couples shots and some very stupid group shot. After a while we decided to go and walk around the mall for a bit then we went and did what Ryan decided to do which was to go bowling.
When we got back to Sharpay's and Ryan's house we decided which picture we wanted then took it home. I decided to get one of the group photos. It had Ryan then Taylor then Chad at the back and me, Troy and Sharpay at the front. (Link in profile)
End of flashback
Just thinking about that very happy memory brought back a very bad memory which happened a couple of weeks later.
Flashback
Now officially I am now a graduate of East high. I was pleased and I wasn't. I knew I had to do it sometime and I might as well get it over and done with. I had to break up with troy. As I walked towards troy I was thinking how I am going to do this. He noticed me and started walking towards me. There was something bothering him. The normal bright blue eyes where dull.
"Hey troy" I said as I walked close enough to him,
"Me to" he replied
"Well you can go first"
"Okay…I think we should break up Gabi"
"Your right we will are going to different place you are going Stanford and I am going to the University of New Mexico"
"Gabi, I am so sorry"
"It's alright I was going to tell you the same thing"
"Well I guess this is goodbye"
"Yeah"
"One last kiss?"
"Yeah" I said in a quiet voice.
Then we both leaned in. When our lips met I still felt the sparks that I did when I first kissed him and that was two years ago. This kiss was soft and gentle not like some of the other ones that we have shared before which was more passionate like. Our tongues weren't fighting for dominance this time.
When we pulled away we just stared lovingly into each others eyes then had a very long loving hug. Then we went out separate ways.
End of flashback
Just remembering this memory brought tears to my eyes. When I looked at the clock I saw that I had been sitting on my bed for 10 minutes. I decided I would get changed, do my hair have breakfast do my teeth then go clothes shopping for tomorrow so I could make a good impression. I rang my cousin Natasha and asked her does she want to go clothes shopping. I knew she would agree because she is just mad about shopping. She kind of reminds me about Sharpay. I kind of miss the old gang, Taylor is the only one that I am still in touch with.
Two hours later me and Natasha walked into mine and Taylor's apartment and fell onto the couch. We didn't have a proper sit down for the whole shopping trip accept when we sat by the fountain when Natasha had to find something in her bag. Now I was all set for my interview I had brought a new black long skirt which had a little slit in the back and a nice white blouse with a very think black belt going around the middle. Also I bought a brand new pair of black heels.
Just before I went to bed I wanted to check all the details for my interview. As I read over something caught the corner of my eye it was the last name of the child I could be babysitting for if I got the job. The last name was Bolton. There are quite a few people with the last name Bolton. I kept telling myself over and over again. Just because the last name is Bolton doesn't mean it can be Troy's baby.
I turned my laptop off and went to bed wondering if this could be Troy's baby I could be babysitting.
Another AN: Hi again I need your help I need to figure out if Troy's child should be a girl or a boy and I need a first and last name for his fiancée. Peace out oxox
