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"Hey Mike wait up!" the director call, michael turned around. "Yes?" , "I wanted to ask wewe something." the director replied. "Sure..whats up?" Michael said. "I heard wewe and Diane have been looking for a nanny and i think i know someone who would be perfect for the job." the director explained. "Oh great who?" Michael asked with interest. "My daughters best friend Beth." , "Well thats great...here i guess tell your daughter to tell Beth to give me a call and we can arrange a meeting." Michael alisema as he took a small slip of paper and a pen from his shati pocket and jotted down his number and handed it to the director. "No problem...and you're welcome." the director alisema as he grabbed the piece of paper. "Thanks...i really appericate it....remind me to repay wewe for this." Michael said. "Nah it was nothing..you dont have to if wewe dont want to." the director replied. "Well i want to." Michael replied. "Oh ok." ,"How about breakfast tommorrow....at the golden corral across the street?" , "Sounds good to me." the director replied. "Well guess ill see wewe there around 8:30 ?" . "Okay see wewe then." the director alisema as he walked off.


The inayofuata day, michael and the Director go out to breakfast as planned. Afterwards they headed off to work.Michael is on his lunch break when his cellphone rings

. "Hello?" , "Hey this is Beth i heard wewe were interested in using me as a nanny?" , "Oh yes i am im glad wewe called, i want to ask if wewe would like to come over and discuss some things and make arrangements?" michael said. "Of course how does this eveing sound...we could discuss it over dinner." Beth suguested. "I'll have to check with Diane..but im sure she wouldnt mind." , "Who's Diane?" Beth asked. "My wife." Michael answered. "Oh ...i didnt know wewe were married." Beth replied. "I've been married for awhile....it was all over ET the siku i got married...i figured wewe nwould have seen it." Michael said. "I dont watch tv." Beth alisema flatly. "Ok well let me call Diane and see if she's okay with it." Michael alisema as he put beth on hold and called Diane. "Hello?" ,"Hey honey its me, i wanted to ask if its okay if the soon to be new nanny beth can have chajio, chakula cha jioni with us tonight?" Michael asked. "Thats fine with me." Diane said. "Well okay thats all i wanted to know upendo wewe bye." ,"Bye upendo wewe too." Michael then hung up and took Beth off hold. "Hello beth wewe still there?" , "Yes i am...so what did she say?" Beth asked. "She alisema its okay with her....so i guess wewe need to be there kwa 7 chajio, chakula cha jioni should be at 7:30." Michael replied. "Okay ill see wewe then." Beth alisema as she hung up. She then walked into her room and began getting things together for that night............

part 3 coming soon!!!!!!
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Three weeks later on the eve of her birthday, holly is in her bedroom packing up the remaining items that aren’t too visible. As she packs a stuffed dog into one of her duffle bags she hears the muffled shouts of her parents arguing downstairs. Every time she hears it she still gets a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach just like she did when she was five years old. Because every time she heard the beginnings of an argument it was bound to turn violent. “One zaidi night,” she mutters to herself as she grabs her clothes from the drawer and packs it in another suitcase. Suddenly...
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The booming sounds of rhythmic beats pound in Westlake Studio A as holly sits at the mixing board. Her long hair pulled back in a ponytail as the mashabiki are on full blast to beat out the hot Californian summer heat wave of 1979. Even in her daisy duke shorts and tank top, she can still feel her skin sticking to the vinyl chair. As the beats go she sits with paper in front of her and writes corresponding lyrics that come to her, sometimes humming, others imba out loud. The time in her studio was her saving grace lately; especially her and Michael haven’t been as close lately, not kwa Michael’s...
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 Jada now
Jada now
Jaycee's P.O.V.

I grunt while dragging my drunken sister Jada out of the bar. My hand is shoved in my skirt, upindo pocket, shuffling around for the keys to my Ford Cantina. Times like this is when I wish that Jada was never my sister. She's an underage drinker and my mom has done nothing to stop it. It's not like she would anyway; she's always with her ' boyfriend ' James.

When I opened the car door, I slid Jada in the backseat, when she starts to mumble under her breath. As I come closer, her breath hits me in the face 5 sekunde before her face was close to mine.

My nose crinkles up in disgust before...
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