As I got off the plane I saw my grandma waiting for me.
"Hi Grandma!", I exclaimed, hugging her.
"Hi dear!", she said
We slowly made our way out to the car and she insisted on driving. Only God knows how on earth she still has her license.
"So, Maisey, where are you going to work?", she asked me. It was then that I realized that I honestly had no idea.
"Uh, I don't know Grandma, I guess I'll just figure it out when we get home.", I told her.
Willie burst into the duck call room of Duck Commander with an angry look on his face.
"Si, you better get your butt down to my office now. We need to talk.", he said.
"You're in trouble!", Godwin teased.
Si grabed his iced tea cup and began making his way with Willie following behind him. Willie opened the door and Si walked in before sitting down and taking a long sip of tea.
"Si, why have you stopped making reeds?!", Willie asked.
"Hey, I need an assistant, Jack!", Si exclaimed.
"Si, we've been through this before. Let me spell it out for you. NO.", Willie told him.
"It's this or I quit.", Si said stubbornly.
"Fine!", Willie yelled.
"No one can replace the thunder, Jack.", Si said, patting himself on the chest.
"You know what? Fine. I'm tired of the same old argument. I'll put an ad up for a job opening, but it will be a miracle from above if someone wants to work with you.", Willie exclaimed.
"Good. There'll be more reeds in no time, Jack.", Si said taking another sip of tea before leaving the room.
"How'd it go?", Jase asked, anticipating a good story.
"I'm getting an assistant!", Si said.
Everyone laughed.
"Really?", Jep inquired.
"Yep! Willie boy is putting an add up and everything!".
Jase felt a little tingle inside about this whole assistant thing. This could be good! He was actually getting a little excited about the thought of a new guy in the duck call room.
Boy, was he in for a shock.
I had a house right near Grandma's actually on the same street. I opened the door of my new house to see boxes and empty rooms.
It was beautiful, and had two stories. There were hardwood floors and granite countertops, and plush carpets with curtains, and a library wih a loft.
In the dining room was a bunch of boxes that she had moved down ahead of time.
Slowly I began to unpack.
Third Person POV
After several days, all of her things were unpacked and she had had dinner with the neighbors.
The Pilkingtons seemed very nice, and the Abners were strange, but nice all the same.
That night Maisey decided to visit her grandma.
She put on jeans and a sleeveless blouse before beginning to walk down the street. She was beginnng to worry about what her job would be, or if she would even get a job.
Once she reached her grandma's doorstep, she rang the doorbell and took a step back. She decided in her head that she would count to sixty and if her grandma hadn't answered the door by then, she would go home.
By twenty five, her grandma answered.
"Hi dear, how are you?", her grandma asked.
"Good! How are you?", she replied.
"Good, same as ever. But I have some good news for you! Come in, sit down!", she said.
Maisey walked to the couch and sat down.
"Well, I was talking to Martha at the nail salon, and I told her how you were looking for a job, and she said that Duck Commander was looking for an assistant reed maker! Would you be interested?", she asked.
Something clicked in my head.
"Duck Commander! I've heard of them! Yeah that would be great! Thank you!", I said.
"Good because I got their phone number right here!", she exclaimed, handing me a slip of paper.
"Well, Im going to go make dinner, your welcome to stay and eat!", she shouted.
"I will, thank you!", I shouted back.
I looked down at the sheet in my hand and pulled out my white iPhone.
It was time.