A/N: I do not own Jessie
It was a nice day out, it was the morning and everything was going great so far. I even got to pick my own outfit! Mostly because Rosie slept over and now they are doing Kitty Couture things.
"Hey Destiny," Jessie says as she bends down and places her hand on my back, "Wait don't you go wait by the elevator?" she says. I nod in confusion and walk over there. Why would I need to wait by the elevator? Not like there is anything interesting about it...
All of the sudden Rosie walks past me and into the kitchen, but then sticks her head back in, "Bye Destiny." She says then walks out. I wave at the empty doorway and watch as Emma brings her stuff upstairs. What is going on?
All of the sudden the elevator doors open and mom walks through. "Mommy!" I yell in excitement as she picks me up.
"Hey princess." She says as she gives me a hug before placing me back on my feet, this is weird. She never puts me back on my feet. I'm growing old.
I frown, "mommy up!" I say as I hold my arms up, she chuckles and bends down so she is my height.
"Dest, I have to be able to hug everyone else, I can't just carry you." She says. I pout again and she hugs me, "Don't give me that look. You know it breaks my heart." She says as she stands up again and takes my hand, leading me into the kitchen where everyone is.
"Mom!"They all say as she run over to her. She lets go of my hand and hugs them, then Jessie ushers us to our seat. Bertram then puts food in front of us; mine is cut up toast since I won't eat bacon and eggs.
"So guess what guys, I have a new fashion show coming up for my new line, Fer Sher Couture." Mom says happily. I take a bite of my toast, why do I have a feeling I know where this is going?
"What is it? Clothes from the eighties? The most hideous era in fashion history?" Jessie asks with a laugh, mom looks up at her with an annoyed face.
"Yes." Mom says, all of the sudden Bertram cuts in.
"I loved the eighties, I still have my leg warms, and obviously I've ditched the mullet." Bertram says as he touches his bald head.
"Well, I want all of you to be models in the show." She says to us.
"Boring! I don't even like to change my clothes." Luke says.
"We notice." I say as I take another bite of toast.
"Last time I modeled for you, I ended up on a billboard dressed up as a giant pepperoni!" Zuri exclaims... I remember that.
"You sold a lot of frozen pizzas." Mom says, trying to fix everything.
"And I never saw a dime." Zuri says as she shakes her head. I zone out of the rest of the conversation, it was getting boring.
I remember when I was little (also known as when I was little Jen) and I had to model for mom, back then she was better with what is was so I was dressed up in a white dress. But it was a few months after I got adopted so she had to walk down with me. I loved the camera's though.
Jeez, why didn't I become a model? I would have saved me getting shot.
All of the sudden I feel someone beside me and I look over to see mom crouched beside my chair so she is eye level with me.
"Do you want to model for mommy?" she asks me. Well, let's see. Pre-school, hanging out with Ryan, painting, a playground, or walking down a runway in eighties clothing while camera's are flashing. This isn't a hard choice.
"Uh uh." I say, shaking my head. Mom sighs.
"Why?" she asks me, I shrug and take another piece of toast between my fingers and put it in my mouth.
"I go to school and see Ryan." I state as I decided that I'm finished with my food and hold my arms out to mom. She sighs and picks me up.
There is some supermodel in our house and I don't like it. She thought I was a coat stool! Rude!
"Emma?" I say as I run over to where she is sitting on the couch waiting for mom.
"Yeah?" she asks me.
"Be mean to the evil lady in your next show." I say. She laughs and ruffles my hair. I start to fix it when mom walks into the room.
"Mom! How about we go to lunch and talk about your designs" she asks.
"I'm sorry sweetie I can't; I have lots of work to do. But after the show we can go for a spa weekend and you can tell me how much you love the designs then!" she says. Emma got to see them? I bet they're bad... no offence to my mom, I just hate the eighties stuff.
"Mommy! Come read!" I say as I tug on the bottom of her dress.
"I can't right now Destiny, mommies busy, but when the show is over and after the spa weekend I'll read to you, okay?" mom says as she walks out of the room. I stomp my foot, someone is suppose to read to me every night.
"Mom isn't very easy to talk to right now, is she?" Emma asks me. I shake my head, "she resisted you, and nobody can do that."
"She did. Two time," I say as I hold up two fingers and hold my Dr. Seuss book to me. I walked into the screening room where mom is with Jessie.
"Jessie can you get that?" Mom asks Jessie, they circle around Diamond for a bit before Jessie gets the phone and checks it.
"Holy gosh..." Jessie said.
"What!?" mom says as she grabs it, "Kitty Couture is coming to my show? She hates everything!" mom says. Jokes on you, its Emma...
"She said I was an embarrassment to jeggings!" Diamond says. Good, I dislike you person. I sound more like a child everyday... I don't know if this is good...
"Mommy!" mom ignores me since she is freaking out about the show. "Mommy! You need-" yell louder. Mom turns around and looks down at me.
"Destiny! I am trying to work, go play with Emma or something! Just stop following me around right now!" She says as she turns around. That hurts, four years old or not. I walk out of the room and over to Emma.
"Mommy to into her work." I cry. Emma sighs and pulls me onto her lap.
After trying to tell everyone what I needed and nobody listening I gave up. But the next day at daycare wasn't any better.
Ryan and I sat together in a corner building a wall with blocks.
"Finish!" I say as he places the last block. I clap because of our success but our happiness is short lived. All of the sudden it is knocked down and on the other side is Clair and her friends.
"Look at you." She says in a mocking voice as she places one hand on her hip, I swear she is just a mini teen. "Destin and Ryan sit in a tree, smooch smooch." She says as she makes kissy faces at us. That isn't even how the song goes!
"Don't be mean!" I say as I start on rebuilding the wall but she knocks it down again.
"Be good." She says as they laugh and walk off.
"No listen to them." Ryan says as he helps rebuild the tower. He is right, don't listen to them. They're just stupid little kids, well stupider than us little kids. Wow, this is not working out for me.
After daycare I was still there, sitting, waiting for someone to come. I knew they would forget about me. "I just called your building; they are sending someone to get you." Anna says as she bends down beside me, "do you know why they forgot about you?" she asks me curiously.
"Mommies show." I say as I see a cab drive up, and in that cab is none other than Mrs. Chesterfield.
"Come on Destiny." She says as the door opens.
"Bye-bye Anna." I say as I run over and climb into the back of the cab. I do up my seat belt and sit there as I watch the sky of New York go by.
"You're lucky I was home." Mrs. Chesterfield says, "And lucky I like Bertie." She adds.
"Tank you." I say as I look up at her.
"You're welcome Destiny." She says to me as we pull up at the building. She pays the cabbie and we get out. When we walk into the building she pulls out her cell phone and dials and number while she pulls me into the elevator and presses her floor number.
"Hello? Yes I need to speak to Morgan." She says. Uh oh, she's telling dad... this won't end well... "Yes? Hi Morgan, it's Rhoda Chesterfield. Yes, I am the lady from downstairs." She says as she opens her front door and ushers me inside.
"Well, what I am phoning about is that I just had to go pick your daughter Destiny up from her daycare two hours after it closed because everyone forgot about her." Mrs. Chesterfield explains she then hands the phone to me. I put it up to me ear.
"Dest?" I hear dads voice say.
"Daddy!" I squeal. Mrs. Chesterfield winces at how high my voice goes.
"Are you okay sweetie?" he asks me. Well I am talking to you, aren't I?
"Yeah!" I say as I sit cross legged on the floor.
"Why didn't Jessie come get you?" dad asks.
"Jessie working with mommy on a show. Emma had to go and Bertram was wit Zuri an Luke and Ravi were in da show." I explain to dad.
"Well, I'm coming home tonight okay? So I'll see you soon?" he says to me.
"Kay!" I say. Whoo! Dads coming home- wait! That means someone is getting in trouble cause he is on a movie set.
"Let me talk to Mrs. Chesterfield again, okay?" he says. I hand the phone over to her. She takes it.
"Of course. Nine? Okay, I can do that. Thank you Morgan, goodbye." She says as she hangs up. We both look at each other.
"Have you eaten today?" she asks in her snobby voice, I shake my head and she sighs. "Any eating restrictions?" she asks me.
"No meat! Or eggies!" I say. She nods and walks back in the room a few minutes later with my favorite, apple slices!
A few hours after the show, when all the kids were in bed and Jessie was just going to bed she realized something. She never got Destiny from daycare.
She rushes downstairs into the kitchen, embarrassingly enough in her pajamas, and sees Christina and Bertram there.
"Bertram! Did you get Destiny from daycare?!" Jessie asks. Both adults look at her.
"No... I didn't know I was suppose to!" he says. All of the sudden Christina stands up, her face pale white.
"Does that mean... she is still there?" she asks them. All of them look at each other, not knowing what to do.
When it became nine o-clock, way past my bedtime, I got into the elevator and rode it up to the pent house. Mrs. Chesterfield wasn't actually that bad. She told me stories about when she was little and showed me pictures! She even let me hold her dog! She also said I was her favorite of us rats, along with Emma.
When the doors open I walk into the dark living room and see that the kitchen light is on. I walk over to it and open the door, I see Mom, Jessie and Bertram all staring at each other in horror.
"Destiny!" Jessie says in astonishment when she sees me. The other two look over and stare at me in shock, "How did you get back?" she asks.
"Mrs. Chester... C! She came and got me because everyone else forgot about me!" I yell as tears stream down my face. I see moms eyes melt like they always do when one of us is upset.
"Destiny... we were busy..." Jessie tries to explain. I wouldn't hear it though, damn it. Four year old temper tantrum mode is on now and I don't like it!
"So! You forgot!" I scream as I start to sob and fall onto my butt on the ground. Ow.
I feel myself be picked up by mom. She sighs and rocks me a bit. All of the sudden I hear the elevator doors open and someone else walk into the kitchen.
"Morgan?" mom says in confusion, "Ow, ow, Dest, hair." She says as she takes one of my hands from her hair.
"What is going on? Why did you forget her at daycare?" dad asks, "Here." He says as he takes me from mom.
"It was an accident! I was at the show! It's my job!" mom says.
"Christina, you can't do this again, we can't forget again. Remember?" dad says, I can tell Jessie and Bertram walked out of the room.
"I know, I know." Mom says, I can tell she is close to tears now. I understand what they are talking about though, because they forgot me when I was Jen too.
"Shh, don't cry Dest." Dad says. "Christina... don't you start crying." He says as he hugs her.
"Let's get her to bed." Mom says after a few minutes. I like that idea, I am tired.
They walk up the stairs with me, I'm still crying though. I can't stop; I guess it is because it is like two hours after my bedtime.
When we get into my room mom changes me into my PJ's and they put me to bed. I don't remember anything after that though, because when my head hits the pillow I'm out.
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