CHAPTER 2

Lesley gawked at the buildings as she paid the cabman. She took out her phone to cross-check the address. She was at the right place, Greenlands estates. But how?. The house... scratch that.... the mansion was so huge!. she walked towards the huge gates. it opened automatically after a red light scanned her.

"sleek..." She muttered under her breath as she walked in fully, looking at her surroundings. The mansion was at the center of the huge compound, so very large... smaller buildings also here and there. Guards in tux suits were standing in strategic places. Who the hell owns such kind of mansion!.

She held the bag containing her requirements and slowly walked towards the mansion. A man in casual clothes approached her.

"Morning miss, are you here for the interview?." He asked. She nodded, still gawking sheepishly at the compound. Okay She's seen huge mansion but not as beautiful as this fuck!.

"Where's your prove miss?." The man asks, ignoring the way she admired the mansion.. She frowned at him and blinked

"Huh... what prove?"

"When were you booked for the interview?." He asked, looking at her suspiciously.

She muttered an *oh!* and showed him her booking on her phone. He nodded and motioned for her to follow him. Together they walked the remaining steps to the mansion.

He led her past a huge fountain surrounded by blue glass. Lesley stared at it in amazement. Such a beautiful sight!.

They entered a hallway leading to a lift. They got in and he punched a button. Lesley ran her hands through her hair, her hand shaky. She was nervous. She breathed in and out willing her self to remain calm.

The lift opened and they stepped They was a short flight of stairs leading to a door. He motioned for her to go in and he left. Lesley made the sign of the cross, breathed in and entered.

It was a living room. About thirty ladies were seated. some were staring at her as she made her way to a couch. She sat beside a lady.

"Hi." She greeted politely. The lady looked up from her phone and eyed her warily before going back to her phone. Lesley rolled her eyes."Fucking snub" she muttered under her breath.

"What the fuck did you just call me?" she raised her voice, earning stares from some ladies. Lesley pretended not to hear and brought out her phone.

"I wonder what a poor bitch like you is doing here without any stuff for the kid". There was a ripple of laughter in the room. Lesley bit her lip in embarrassment and hung her head low. A door slammed and everyone looked up to see a lady angrily walking out of an adjoining room.

"Fuckin little asshole" She cursed as she walked out. Everyone became tensed. A lady came out of the same room.

"Brenda Harley?". she called

"Over here miss." A slim lady with shoulder length hair stood up.

"You're next". she answered rudely and went in. Brenda picked up her box wrapped in pink foils and with a warm smile went in.

Lesley stared at the closed door.... she didn't feel like going anymore. Brenda's gift looked very enticing. Everyone was looking disappointed too. She brought out a can of juice and gulped some of it. Five minutes passed and yet Brenda hadn't come out. People held sad disappointed faces. Lesley sighed; another futile interview.

The door opened slowly to reveal Brenda. She hung her head down and was dabbing at her eyes, sniffing. Her gift still wrapped. She made her way out of the room. Some were smirking at her while others looked at her in pity. The lady came out and called the next person. Lesley watched as the ride girl beside her stood up immediately and went in.

She didn't last up to a minute, before she stormed out angrily. Her huge pink teddy bear under her arm. Lesley smirked at her as she leant back into the couch.

Minutes turned into hours with the lady coming in to call names. People going in and coming out either with sad or unhappy faces. More leaving and more coming in, yet none has gotten the job. Lesley was dozing off when she heard her name being called, she jolted out from her sleep.

"Who's Lesley Perkins?". The lady blurts, eyes impatiently scanning the room.

"I am Miss". she answered standing up. The lady glanced at her and her bag and shook her head.

"You're next..." She says, and Lesley felt her throat run dry....

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Lesley clutched her bag tightly in her hand. Her palm was sweaty already, just for a kid. Jeez!. She entered the door leading into a short hallway. The walls painted with pictures of fairies, Princes and princesses. The floor covered with colorful marble tiles. A security man was at the door.

"Where's your requirement miss?." The security guard asks. Lesley held up her bag. He collected it and placed it inside a machine. Seconds later he removed it and handed it back to her.

" Good luck." He said and opened the door for her. Lesley stepped into the room... or maybe stepped into a fairy's home.

She gasped softly taking in the beauty of the room. Gosh... the room looks like Disney Land!. The floor covered in latest 3d tiles. The walls made up of glass. A beautiful grand piano. The huge bed with classy blue curtains, the...

"Are you gonna keep staring, You could get the fuck out you know."

Lesley jolted out from her wonderland. She stared at Hazel, who was sitted on the huge bed her back to her. Her clothes looking so classy and costly. Her hair smooth and long. She cleared her throat.

"Hi.... Hazel."

" what have you got?". she asked rudely ignoring her greetings. Lesley huffed. kids act like they are tough. Buh they'd be the softest if you cross those barriers they put up.

"Your room is beautiful."she complimented.

"I know, stop wasting my fucking time." Lesley palms became sweaty. She had dealt with kids this was definitely different from the rest. God she needs the to secure the job. She's getting sick of being idle.

She wracked her head for another compliment.

"And you're beautiful". she took some steps forward. Hazel straightened her back.

"You haven't seen me yet". Her voice was lower than before. Good, a barrier has been broken.

"I don't need to see you, your voice says it all." She took some steps forward again. There was a brief pause.

"My friends says my voice is always sounds gruffy." There was sadness etched in her voice.

"No Hazel.... they are only jealous of you. you've got the sweetest angelic voice ever in voice history." Lesley says truthfully. There was another silence. Hazel stuck her hair behind her ears, another barrier broken. By this time, Lesley was close to Hazel. She stood in front of her.

"And only angels have angelic voices."She finished with a sad smile on her face. Hazel looked up slowly and Lesley could swear a smile tugged at her lips.

"Guess what I brought for you?"

"I'm not good at guessing." she replied. There wasn't a trace of rudeness in her voice again. Just plain childish voice. Lesley opened the bag and brought out a lunch pack.

"I brought you cookies and meat filled pastries." Lesley opened the lunch pack and took out a plastic wrap. Hazel widened her eyes in delight, and smacked her lips.

"I love cookies!" She giggled in excitement.

"Wanna have some?."She asked holding out the plastic wrap.

"Are they home made?".

"Of course they are Hazel... I made them myself". Hazel took a cookie and bit into it.

"hmm, so yummy!" she compliments, stuffing the rest into her mouth and reaching for a piece of pastry. Now all barrier broken, Lesley sat down on the bed beside her.

"I could make many of these Hazel." Lesley mutters

"Really?". she asked absentmindedly, dealing with the delicacies.

"Yeah.... we'd bake them together." Hazel smile widened.

"I'd love to do so with a beautiful nanny as you." Lesley smiled in affection. Her eyes clouding in tears.

"You won't call me nanny Hazel, call me Lesley."

"Okay Lesley... thanks for the treat." She muttered, hesitating a little before throwing her arms around her. Lesley hugged her back and kissed her hair. The door opened to reveal the lady calling names. She frowned on seeing their position.

"Should I bring in the next applicant Miss Hazel?" she asked tiredly. Hazel looked back at her with a scowl on her face

"Nope.... tell them to get thier sorry asses outta there I've got one already." The lady nodded and closed the door softly behind her. Hazel went back to stuffing the food into her mouth. Lesley smiled widely as her heart leapt in joy.

Oh heavens knows she'd do everything to keep this job. Her life was gradually shaping up. She continued feasting her eyes on the room as Hazel focused on dealing with the snacks..

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