When nineteen year old Mauve, becomes a babysitter for the known happily married couple, the Tesfaye's; little did she know also became a target in Abel eyes.
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I take a deep breath standing on the other side of the door. My anxiety is getting the best of me as I wait for my results. This is nerve wracking to death, I can't.
Imagine this... You're broke and need money so you can get some money for the summer so you sign up to become an official babysitter on a job listed website. You get a call from a major celebrity and he and his wife wants you to come work for them, but first you must get pass the personal face to face interview with them both.
Now imagine that being completely real because it just happened to me. I couldn't believe the singer Abel Tesfaye better known as The Weeknd even considered me to be a sitter. The power of the internet is unmatched.
"I can't even hear them." I mumble to myself trying to hear their discussion through the door.
Just then, the door pops open and Mr. and Mrs. Tesfaye comes out standing before me. Mrs. Tesfaye has that natural mean resting bitch face and it's a little intimidating.
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And Mr. Tesfaye just looks uninterested like there's other things on his mind which makes me feel concerned about whether I got the job or not.
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"Well Miss. Mcclure, how soon could you start if I told you that you have the job?" Mrs. Tesfaye smiles making her expression light up.
I throw my hand over my heart shockingly. "Soon as possible for sure. My schedule is open and clear."
