Abygail's POV
I left the kitchen rolling my eyes. I stormed up to my room and slammed the door.
"UGH!" I said in frustration.
Jessie was starting to get on my nerves. I thought I would enjoy staying here with her but it turns out, I like Texas without better without her. I was stumbling around in my room, looking for my diary to record all of this drama. I wrote in my journal and then it was time for supper. Supper was quite good. Except for the fact that all the kids thanked Bertram and Jessie, not me. I didn't complain. I loved the kids. More than Jessie! Or so I thought.
"Okay kids, who wants to play a round of 'Uno' before we go to bed?" Jessie said after the dinning table was cleared.
The kids loved the idea and cheered. I hated 'Uno.' It was so stupid and pointless! That's probably why Jessie picked it.
"Yay." I said sarcastically as I followed the kids out to the living room.
We gathered around the fire and played a terrible game. At least I did. I'm pretty sure I lost. But who cared? Not me that's for sure.
The kids didn't look a bit tired. I knew I was going to have to keep them up a little longer because Jessie would send them straight to bed, right at their bed times. She surprised me.
She led the kids over to the couch and sat them down. She flicked on the TV and we watched a few shows. Gradually, the kids all got to bed. Jessie, Bertram and I went up to bed at 9:30pm but I'm pretty sure Jessie was still up at 10:30pm because I could hear her stumbling around.
I was up for a few hours asking myself questions. 'Do the kids prefer me or Jessie? Am I good nanny? Should I try to take over Jessie's job? Would the kids like it if I took them to the movies? Oh wait they have a home movie theatre. Would they like it if I ordered them a movie?'
Eventually I got too tired and fell asleep deep in the middle of plotting a scheme. In the morning, I wrote all my questions out in my journal. It wasn't locked so I always hid it under my pillow for safe keeping. I went downstairs and into the kitchen. The kids, Bertram and Jessie were already downstairs eating pancakes and bacon.
"Uh!" I said in shock that they started a meal without me.
Bertram said, "There's an extra pancake and some bacon on the pancake cooker over there."
"Thanks." I said with a sarcastic tone and walked to the pancake cooker, rolling my eyes.
I could hear the other chuckling. I was not happy with them. They were really pushing buttons. I grabbed a plate and my breakfast and stormed out of the kitchen and up to my room and slammed the door, to eat my breakfast in peace.