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"Hey Mike wait up!" the director call, michael turned around. "Yes?" , "I wanted to ask te something." the director replied. "Sure..whats up?" Michael said. "I heard te 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 detto as he took a small slip of paper and a pen from his camicia pocket and jotted down his number and handed it to the director. "No problem...and you're welcome." the director detto as he grabbed the piece of paper. "Thanks...i really appericate it....remind me to repay te for this." Michael said. "Nah it was nothing..you dont have to if te 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 te there around 8:30 ?" . "Okay see te then." the director detto as he walked off.


The successivo 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 te were interested in using me as a nanny?" , "Oh yes i am im glad te called, i want to ask if te 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 te were married." Beth replied. "I've been married for awhile....it was all over ET the giorno i got married...i figured te nwould have seen it." Michael said. "I dont watch tv." Beth detto flatly. "Ok well let me call Diane and see if she's okay with it." Michael detto 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 cena with us tonight?" Michael asked. "Thats fine with me." Diane said. "Well okay thats all i wanted to know Amore te bye." ,"Bye Amore te too." Michael then hung up and took Beth off hold. "Hello beth te still there?" , "Yes i am...so what did she say?" Beth asked. "She detto its okay with her....so i guess te need to be there da 7 cena should be at 7:30." Michael replied. "Okay ill see te then." Beth detto 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, agrifoglio 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 più 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 agrifoglio sits at the mixing board. Her long hair pulled back in a ponytail as the fan are on full blast to beat out the hot Californian summer heat wave of 1979. Even in her margherita 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 Canto out loud. The time in her studio was her saving grace lately; especially her and Michael haven’t been as close lately, not da 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 gonna 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 secondi before her face was close to mine.

My nose crinkles up in disgust before...
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