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BPOV

After Laurent helped me bring by bags to my room I collapsed on the ginormous fluffy bed with far too many pillows and thought about what I had just gotten myself into. Should I leave? He really seemed like he hated my guts, even though he has no reason to. I mean, I haven't done anything wrong, minus the whole outfit thing. And what was that about? My outfit isn't that bad. I was driving for 4 hours, what did he expect? That I should drive from Forks to Bellevue in a ball gown? Apparently he did. Am I really cut out for this? I've only been here for less than and hour and the guy is already biting me head off. Suck it up Bella. This is what you've been waiting for; you can't throw it away because some gorgeous asshole didn't like what you were wearing. I can do this. I can do this.

As I began my Thomas the Engine-esqe mantra, I glanced around the room and took in my surroundings. The bed what the centerpiece of the room, with matching cherry wood nightstands on either side. To the left there was a dresser closet looking thing and doors that led to a bathroom; to the right were a set of windows that overlooked the front yard and my horrendously parked car. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand and decided that I had time to unpack and take a short nap. I started pulling my clothes out of my duffel bag and realized that I had to find something "presentable" to wear to dinner. Shit. I had left most of my formal clothing back in Port Angeles thinking that I wouldn't need it. I began digging around my clothes and finally came across something that looked semi-decent. It was a black dress that had a sweetheart neckline, short sleeves, an empire waist and fell loosely to just below my knees. Well, that's as good as it's going to get.

I fell asleep after setting aside my dress and ballet flats only to be woken up by the sound of thunder. I glanced at the clock and nearly had a panic attack. It was 5:45; I had to be at dinner in 15 min and I was still gross from driving. I abandoned the thought of showering in favor of shaving my legs in the sink. Not the easiest task in the world. With 3 minutes to go I was dressed, and had pinned my hair back so it fell in soft waves to my shoulders. Good, but not great. It wasn't going to get any better so I put on my flats and practically sprinted downstairs only to realize that I had to no idea where the dinning room was. Fan-fucking-tastic. I stopped in the middle of the foyer and decided to go through the living room and see if that led me to the dinning room. I got lucky. The elegantly decorated living room with cream couches and a covered piano transitioned into a hallway that held the dinning room off to the left. I casually walked on the cherry hardwood floors and sat in an empty seat at the head of the table opposite the Captain. He tried to casually look at his watch but I caught him doing it anyway.

"Well Miss Swan, looks like you made it just in time."

I nodded in response.

He directed his attention to the children and said "Children, this is your new nanny Miss Swan. I expect you to behave yourselves when you are in her presence and respect her just as you would me. Now introduce yourselves."

I half-expected to hear him introduce his children but I guess that wasn't going to happen. They were left to their own devices.

A beautiful looking girl named Mya introduced herself first. She had jet-black hair, which I assumed was dyed, and ice blue eyes. Her make-up seemed pretty heavy for a dinner at home, especially considering her pink floral dress. Her eyes were thickly lined with black eyeliner and accentuated by a lot of mascara. To be honest the harsh looking beauty scared me. She had a soft face, not like her father, but she did have his lips. Full pink lips that seem to protrude every so slightly. I concluded that she must take after her mother.

The only boy introduced himself next. He seemed a little gawky so I guessed his age to be around 13. He had hair that mimicked his father's, only his was in disarray and was more blonde than copper. Like his sister, he also had ice blue eyes but had an extremely angular jaw just like the Captain. I learned that his name was Anthony but that everyone called him Tony. Tony was dressed in a white button down and khaki slacks. Why the Captain required everyone to dress formally for dinner at home I will never know. But I guess it's best not to question it.

The two youngest girls, Jaden and Gretchen, couldn't have been more opposite looking if they tried. Jaden had short auburn hair, and light green eyes. Her face still held the softness of childhood but you could tell that she too would soon develop the angular face that adorned her father and elder brother. Gretchen on the other hand had long blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and a soft face. Both girls wore simple summer dresses but were still "appropriately" dressed.

After learning the names of the children I tried to get to know their personalities so that the first time we all spent time together it wasn't awkward.

"So, how old are you guys?" The Captain shot me a look that could only be described as "if looks could kill"…

He responded by saying "Well?" and glanced at his children with an annoyed but slightly pained expression.

Jaden was the first to answer, "I'm five, and so is Gretchy. We're twins but nobody thinks that because we don't look the same. Right Gretchy?" Gretchen responded by nodding and giving me a shy smile.

"Well, I believe you" I said, "You two are the most beautiful set of twins I've ever seen" I smiled at them warmly then looked up to find the Captain glaring at me. Great. Just what I need.

"I'm 14" said Tony, "Oh that's cool" was my brilliant response, "Are you going to be an 8th grader or a freshman?" "freshman" was the only response he offered. I looked over at Mya only to see her role her eyes and say "I'm 17. And I wouldn't need a nanny if my dad would let me get my license" she looked at him with an annoyed expression only for him to give her a "no nonsense" one in return. Eventually, she gave up and went back to eating. The rest of the dinner was silent. I wondered if it was always this quiet or if it was because of me. During dessert I tried to start a conversation but was shot down by the Captain saying that I was giving him a headache by talking so much. Well shit, isn't that wonderful? My voice gives him a headache. I thought about telling him how rude he was being but of course I kept my mouth shut.

Dinner was finished at 7 and the children were sent upstairs to get ready for bed. Who goes to bed at 9 o'clock during the summer? I thought about asking the Captain but decided against it. At 8 on the dot I placed Jaden and Gretchen in their princess castle bunk bed and exited the room. I don't think I've never seen so much pink in a room before. The walls were pink, the table and chairs by the window were pink, the tea set on the table was pink, the window curtains were cream thank god, but everything else in the room was pink. Apparently the twins' favorite color was pink. If my voice gave the Captain how was he able to tolerate being in that room? My head was spinning from being in there for just 5 minutes.

I went back downstairs and wandered around the different rooms following the hallway behind the living room. I saw Mya and Tony in the library, yes this man has a library in his house. The room was stacked from floor to ceiling with books from various decades and smelled like old books. I have this thing about smelling books. Alice and Rosalie think I'm crazy but I love the smell of books. Anyway, the library also had a fireplace on the left side of the room and a massive rug in the middle of the room. On the rug there were two leather chairs that were brown and accentuated the rug perfectly. There were lamps in the corners of the room as well as overhead lighting, which were turned off at the moment. I figured this room was adjacent to the foyer because the massive windows displayed the lake glistening in the moonlight.

On my way out Tony asked me how I was liking living here so far "Well, your house is gorgeous that's for sure. Everyone seems really welcoming and I'm looking forward to spending time with you guys."

Mya chimed in my saying ,"I don't think I've ever seen my dad look so irritated. He looked like he wanted to rip your head off"

Well that makes me feel loads better. "Has he always been this strict?"

Tony answered my question this time and said, "Kind of, I mean he was always a little strict but never this bad. After our mom died he started acting like we were crewmen on his ship and not his kids. It sucks but at least he's not gone all the time now"

"Tony are you kidding? He's gone almost as much if not more than he was before mom died. Except instead of running a Navy he's running around San Diego with some tramp named Tanya. The only good thing about him being gone now is that he's not here to control our lives 24/7" Mya responded a little viciously. I sensed a little animosity between her father and her and dinner but this just confirmed what I already suspected.

Tony looked a little hurt by what Mya said and replied "he's only strict because he loves us and wants us to succeed. And I know for a fact that playing the damn piano won't get you anywhere!" Mya flinched at his words and shot him an evil look. He then slammed his book closed and went upstairs to get ready for bed, I assumed.

"You play the piano?" I asked Mya.

She nodded apprehensively and responded with, "My mom taught me to play when I was 5. After she died my dad banned me from playing. At first I didn't understand why he wouldn't let me play but then I figured out that it reminded him too much of mom. Now I only get to play when he's away. I'm applying to Julliard in the fall and hopefully I'll get in but even if I do I doubt my he'll let me go."

I wasn't really sure what to say so I said "Well, I'm sure things will turn out okay."

Mya scoffed and said, "Yea right, that's what the doctors told us a few days before my mom died." She grabbed her book, and walked out, leaving me stunned and at a loss for words.

How could the Captain ban her from playing the piano? That's ludicrous! I guess that explains why she looked so upset when Tony said that she couldn't get anywhere playing the piano. After absorbing everything that just transpired I turned off the fireplace, closed the door and headed back upstairs to my room. My room was across the foyer from the kids'; their rooms were to the left of the front door, mine was to the right. The house had kind of a strange layout; I briefly wondered where the Captain's room was until I quickly pushed those thoughts out of my head.

After I got changed out of my dinner get-up, I grabbed my phone and sent a brief text to my dad, Alice and Rose and let them know that my first day went well and that I would update them soon. I finally got my dad texting a few months ago and thank god for that. I didn't do the whole snail mail thing. I placed my phone on the charger and grabbed Wuthering Heights from my nightstand. It's one book I'll never get tired of. It reminds me of home and brings back some pretty great memories. A short while afterward my eyelids began to get heavy so I put the book back and called it a night.

I was woken up a few hours later by a chilling noise. I grabbed a sweatshirt out of the closet and quietly went downstairs to investigate. I was not prepared for what I saw. There, in the living room, I found the Captain on the piano playing the most haunted, tormented, beautiful sound I've ever heard.

A/N: Thank you again to everyone who was put this story on his or her favorites/story alerts. As of right now I'm writing and posting a chapter a day but I'm not sure I'll be able to do it everyday.

The first few chapters of a FF are usually pretty bland because it's mostly background info; I promise things will start to get more entertaining as the story progresses.