Maid For You

Chapter Three

I pushed myself off of Luke and stood up.  I once again offered him my hand and he took it.  This time he was able to stand without falling.

I glanced around the room at all of the bubbles. “Oh God… I’m like the worst house cleaner ever.”

Luke laughed and grabbed a broom from the corner of the room.  “Don’t worry about.  It’s not the first time it’s happened.”

I looked at him surprised. “Really?”

He smiled. “Oh yeah - we’ve all done it.” He said with a smirk.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “You’re bluffing.”

He laughed again. “Ok, you caught me. You’re the only one who’s ever had the honor of saying they flooded the laundry room.” He said smiling.  “I was just trying to make you feel better.”

“Yeah - that doesn’t make me feel better at all.” I said laughing.

Luke smiled and started to sweep the bubbles out onto the patio outside the door.  “Hey, I think there’s a mop out in the garage.  Would you mind going to get it?”

“That’s what I’m here for.” I said turning and walked towards the garage.  I was almost there when Shaun came from around the corner and completely ran into me.  I stumbled backwards but he steadied me with his arms.

“Whoa - what happened to you?” he said noticing that I was covered in bubbles and water.

“I got in a fight with the washing machine.” I said. “Clearly… the machine won.”

Shaun smiled at me and chuckled a laugh.  Another boy came running around the corner and Shaun reached out and grabbed him before he could run into either of us.

“HEY!” the younger boy yelled.

“Watch where you’re going, Liam” Shaun said sternly.

I scoffed. “You’re one to talk.”

He looked back at me with a smile and laughed.

“Shaun…” Liam said tugging on Shaun’s shirt.

“What?”

Liam motioned for Shaun to come closer to Liam - almost as if to tell him a secret.

“What is it?” Shaun said bobbing down so that he was eye level with Liam.

Liam looked at me and then back to Shaun “I see boobies.”

Shaun’s eyes got wide.  I gasped and looked down at myself.  Liam was right - there were the two girls in plain sight.  Damn that washing machine.  And damn me for wearing a thin white shirt.  I immediately crossed my arms across my chest.

Shaun stood up slowly. “Um… I can go grab you another shirt if you want to borrow one of mine.” He said blushing.

I nodded my head. “That’d be great.” I said a little too quickly.

He stood there for a moment unsure of what to do.  I stood looking at him and waited for him to make a move.

“Right. Shirt.” He said and pointed towards the stairs.  He grabbed Liam’s and Luke’s shirt and they all walked away.

I brought my hand up to my forehead and slapped it.

After I retrieved the mop from the garage and switched shirts (I was now donning a black overshized shirt that read ‘i love aNdY’ on it), I headed back into the laundry room.  Shaun was still working away at removing all of the bubbles.

“I can do this you know - I mean I made the mess.” I said embarrassed. “Plus, it’s sort of my job.”

 Shaun turned to look at me. “Nah, it’s ok.  I don’t mind.” He said and smiled at me.

I nodded. “Ok, well thanks for the help.  I mean who knew unplugging the washing machine would turn it off.”

“Yeah, who knew?” He said playfully.

“Ok - I was in like, SEVERE panic mode.  I wasn’t thinking straight.” I said laughing with him.  I stared at him as he attempted to sweep the bubbles out.  It wasn’t really working.  Instead, the bubbles were just being swept up into the air and landing in various spots around the room.

“Step aside rookie.” I said pushing him out of the way and began to mop up the excess water.

“Rookie, huh?” he said with a smirk.  “Who do you think was cleaning this house before you came along?”

I stared at him. “Probably your mum.”

He smiled. “Yeah… you’re right.” He said blushing.

I scooped up a few bubbles in my hand and blew them towards Shaun.

“Ah - I see how it is.” He said and kicked some bubbles up at me.

I playfully screamed and the two of us began an intense bubble fight.

“IT’S SNOWING IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM! HELL YEAH!”

Shaun and I both turned and looked at the doorway to see Liam standing there looking like a kid on Christmas morning.

Liam took off sprinting and dove into the huge mess sending more bubbles flying in the air.  I looked at Shaun and the two of us broke out in a fit of laughter.

“His Acturly 15. don’t let his childhood dreams think you otherwise.”

After Shaun and I successfully cleaned up the mess in the laundry room (and cleaned up Liam) I made my last rounds around the house.  It was starting to get late and I was almost off duty.

I gathered up all the trash around the house and placed the trash in to two large black bags.  I grabbed the bags and made my way to the back door.  It was starting to get dark outside so I tried to flip on the outside lights but they apparently weren’t working.  I groaned and hauled the bags out to the garbage cans in the backyard. 

As I got closer to the cans I noticed that one started to rattle.  I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at it.  It made a loud clanging noise and shook once more.  I narrowed my eyes and slowly moved in closer.  I quietly dropped the bags on the ground and stood right by the garbage can.  I pulled the lid off and peaked my head over to look inside.

Suddenly, I heard a loud screech and a Possum leaped from the garbage can.  I screamed and jumped back, falling on the ground.

“Holy shit!” I yelled taking a deep breath and put my hand over my heart.  I stared in the direction that the possum had ran and stood back up.

I grabbed the garbage bags and threw them into the cans.  I placed the lid back on and turned around quickly, coming face to face with Andy.

“AHHHHH!” I screamed.

“AHHHHH!” he screamed back at me, but in a lower voice octave.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I yelled and hit him in the shoulder.  I placed a hand over my chest again and leaned over to try to catch my breath.

“Ow, Laney.” His yelled grabbing his shoulder.

“You scared the CRAP outta me, you bastard!” I yelled.

“Sorry.” He said laughing as he continued to rub his shoulder.

“That’s SO not funny.” I said. “I think I might have just had a heart attack.”

He continued to chuckle and stared down at my shirt. “I see you’re batting for ‘Team Andy’ eh?” he asked pointing at it.

I nodded. “Yeah - long story.” I said and started to walk back towards the house.  “What are you doing here?” I asked

“Uh.. Band stuff. Basicly. But I’m a tad late.” He said nervously.

I looked at him. “What are you like breaking curfew or something?”

He smirked at me. “No I’m not breaking curfew.” He said mockingly. “I was just… out.”

I continued to stare at him with a skeptical face. “Ah, well thanks for clearing that up.”

He laughed and pulled the screen door open to the house.  He held the door open for me and I stepped in.

“Thanks.” I mumbled to him as he entered the house and shut the door behind him.  I glanced at the clock in the kitchen.  “Well - I’m officially off duty.  So - I guess I’ll see you…?”

“Tomorrow. Me and my brother Bradie are staying the night over here.” He said with a nod and headed up the stairs all too quickly.

“Ooookay.” I said and picked up my purse off of the chair in the hallway.  I dug out my keys and walked out the door.  I headed towards my car and hopped into ‘The Beast.’  I put the key in the ignition and attempted to start the car but it wouldn’t start.  I grunted and tried to start my car again.

But nothing happened.

I sighed and hopped out of the car and walked back to the front door of the house.  I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer.

The door swung open and Andy stood there with a question look. “Did you forget something?”

I sighed. “No - the Beast isn’t functioning.”

Andy gave me a weird look. “Is that like a sexual term I should know?”

“What? No!” I said awkwardly. “Well I mean - it probably is… but I’m referring to my car.  It won’t start.”

Andy let out a laugh and opened the door wider.  I made my way inside just as Shaun walked down the stairs.

“Hey Laney, I thought you took off already.” He said curiously.

“I tried to, but my car won’t start.” I said and sighed again.  “I’m just gonna borrow the phone so I can call my mum so she can come pick me up.”

“I can give you a ride home if you want.” He said quickly.

“Really?” I asked surprised.

“Yeah, sure. No problem. Let me just go grab my keys.” He said and turned to walk back up the steps.

I turned to look at Andy. “Sooo…” I said uncomfortably.

“Sooo…” he repeated.  “See you tomorrow.” He said in a hurry and walked up the steps.

There was something definitely going on with that boy.

Shaun came marching back down the steps and smiled at me. “Ready?”

“Yep.” I said smiling back.

I followed him to his car and hopped in the passenger’s seat.  He started the car and “This is The End” by the Maine filled my ears.  I turned my head to look at him and smiled.

“What?” he asked with a smirk.

“Nothing.” I said still smiling. “This is just like, my favorite band ever.”

He smiled back at me as he continued to drive to my house.

Chapter Two:

“MUM! WE’RE HOME!” a voice called from the hallway.

I was sitting with Leeanne at the kitchen table talking about various different things.  I turned my head to look at the hallway.

“Sorry we were late.  Shaun wanted to buy every single magazine with his face on it.” One of the voices said from the hallway.  I gave Leeanne a confused look.

“Bradie, it’s not my fault that the media loves me.” Another voice replied.

“Would you two please shut up? Seriously - I can’t take anymore of your pointless conversa-” the third voice stopped as he rounded the corner and entered the kitchen. “Uh… hi?”

My eyes must have bulged out of my head.  I was staring at the one and only Shaun Diviney. The lead singer a small yet pretty big band from australia known as ‘Short Stack. I didn’t know much about them, but i did know who they were and what type of music they sung. not exactly my type but it was alright.  I moved my mouth to say hi but nothing came out.

Just then two more extremely good looking guys walked into the kitchen.  Now I was staring at the whole of short stack.   I went to stand up but my knees buckled and I completely lost my balance.  I felt myself flying forward but was caught by two strong arms.  I looked up and my eyes were locked with Bradie’s.

“You’re really good at making first impressions.” Bradie said laughing.

“It’s a gift.” I said as I blushed.  I pulled myself away from him and straightened out my shirt.

Leeanne chuckled and stood up, walking over to the boys.  “Boys, this is Melanie Richards.  She works for the cleaning company I hired.”

“You can just call me Laney.” I said still blushing.

“Hey Laney. I’m Bradie.” Bradie said extending his hand.  I grabbed a hold of it and gave him a smile.

“Andy” Andy said, doing the same.

“And I’m Shaun.” He said shaking my hand.

“I’m Laney.” I said waving.  “Yeah - I already mentioned that…”

Shaun stifled a laugh.

Oh God, Laney.  Pull yourself together!

“Laney’s going to join us for lunch, boys.” Leeanne said smiling.

“Sure” Andy said calmly as Leeanne made her way to the fridge.

“Sandwiches ok with everyone?” she asked pulling out all different sorts of lunch meat.

“Sounds good to me.” Shaun said pulling a chair out from the table and sitting down.

I walked over to Leeanne.  “Do you need me to help you with anything? I mean - that’s kinda what I’m here for, right?”

She smiled at me. “Oh Laney, don’t be silly.  Relax today and get to know my boys and their friends.  We’ll make tomorrow your first official day.” She said and winked at me.

Couldn’t argue with that. “Okay.” I said and made my way back to the table where all three boys were talking.  Bradie looked up at me and pulled out the chair beside him.  “You wanna sit, Laney?”

My heart may have skipped a few beats when he said my name. “Um - sure.” I said calmly and sat down in the chair.

Bradie smiled at me.  “That was much more graceful then when you stood up.”

“Yeah, thanks.” I said sarcastically.

He chuckled and Leeanne brought a plate full of sandwiches and some cans of soda over to the table.  “Go ahead and eat up.  I’ll be in the office working on some paperwork.” She said.  “Laney, please come find me when you’re finished.”

I nodded. “Sure thing.”

Leeanne walked out of the room and I reached for one of the sandwiches.  I brought it to my mouth and took a huge bite.  “Mmm.” I mumbled.

 ”Are you excited about working here, Laney?” Andy asked.

“Is that a serious question?  Who gets excited over cleaning?” I repeated taking another bite of my sandwich.

“So then why ARE you working here?” Shaun asked.

“Because my mother has a way with words.” I said sarcastically. “And - I need the money for my baby.”

Shaun spit out the soda he had in his mouth.

I looked from the soda stained table to Shaun. “I hope you don’t expect me to clean that up.  I’m not getting paid for today.”

Bradie laughed beside me and reached for some napkins that were on the table and threw them at Shaun.

“Sorry.” Shaun mumbled wiping up the table. “I just didn’t think you had a kid.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked confused. “I don’t have a kid.  I was referring to my car.  Well, technically it’s not MY car.  But she will be… one day.  Which is why I need this job.”

“Riiiiight.” Shaun said and took a bite of his sandwich.  “So do you own a French maid costume?”

Bradie, Andy and I stopped what we were doing and stared at him.

Shaun looked at us innocently.  “What? I’m just curious.  Don’t pretend like the thought didn’t cross your minds.” He said gesturing to Bradie and Andy

I laughed and finished my sandwich.

“Thanks for lunch, Leeanne” I said as I made my way to the door.

“No problem, Laney.” She said smiling.  “I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then?”

“Of course. Bright and early.” I said and headed out to ‘the Beast.’  I hopped into the driver’s seat and plugged in my iPod and headed for my mum’s office.

~~~

20 minutes later I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the car.  I stepped out of the driver’s seat and walked into the building.

“Hey mum.” I said walking into her office.

“Hi sweetie, are you finished for the day?” she said looking at her watch.

“Yup.” I said and took a seat in the chair on the other side of her desk.  “Do you know who I’m working for, mum?”

“I have the information written down here somewhere…” she said rustling through some papers.

“The last name is Diviney, mum…i mean, DIVINEY.” I said sitting up so my elbows were resting on my knees.  “As in Shaun Diviney lead singer from Short Stack.”

“Oh that boy you have on your bedroom wall?” she asked still rummaging through the papers.

“Mum. i have one poster. And now I’m working in his house.” I said. “A little warning would have been nice. I embarrassed the crap out of myself today.”

“Just another day in the life of Laney Jane.” My mum said not missing a beat.

I glared at her and stopped looking through the papers to look up at me. “Mum - I don’t think you understand what’s going on here.”

“Stop being a drama queen.”

I rolled my eyes. “I am NOT being a drama queen.”

She turned away from me and headed for the filing cabinet.  “Whatever you say, Laney Jane.”

~~~

I arrived at the Diviney household bright and early the next day, as promised.

“Well good morning, Laney!” Leeanne said opening the door.

“Morning.” I said trying to sound awake - which, I wasn’t.

“Come on in!” she said opening the door wider.  I followed her into the house and set my belongings on the chair in the hallway. “Laney if you could please start with the boy’s room today that would be wonderful. I don’t think you’ve seen Luke and Liam have you? they’re in Luke’s rooms. Shaun’s somewhere outside so you can clean his and Liams room first.”

“Sure, no problem.” I said.  Right - no problem.  I’ll go right on up and clean the room of Shaun Diviney.  No big deal.

“Great. The vacuum is in the closet upstairs and all of the rest of the cleaning supplies are under the bathroom sink.” Leeanne said. “I’m on my way out now, but if you need anything my phone number is written on the marker board on the fridge.”

“Ok, sounds good.” I said.

We said our goodbyes and Leeanne walked out the front door.  I headed up the stairs and I walked down the upstairs hallway.  I glanced at myself in the hallway mirror.  I pulled out a hair tie and pulled my hair back in to a ponytail.  Then I straightened my white t-shirt and continued down the hall.

I made my way into the first door on the right.  There were old worn out Toys lying all over the floor and the bed was unmade.  Above the bed were big wooden letters that said “LIAM”

I shrugged, “At least it’s cleaner than my room.”

I entered the room and noticed that Liam had an iPod dock on the desk.  I pulled my iPod out of my back pocket and plugged it in.  A little music couldn’t hurt.

I began to pick up various toys around the room as “Darkpop” by The Higher began to play through the speakers.  I hummed along with the song as I placed some action figures back on the shelf.  Next I made my way over to Liam’s bed and straightened the covers neatly.

After picking up the rest of the toys, I walked over to the hallway closet and pulled out the vacuum and dragged it back into Liam’s room.  I was about to plug it in when I heard the iPod switch to “I Want You Back” by NSYNC.

“YES!” I yelled to myself and ran over to the dock to turn up the volume.

“You’re all I ever wanted.
You’re all I ever needed, yeah
so tell me what to do now
‘Cause I-I-I-I-I… I want you back.” 

I started singing along and began to dance around the room using the vacuum handle as my microphone.

“It’s hard to say I’m sorry
it’s hard to make the things I did undone
a lesson I’ve learned too well, for sure.”

I closed my eyes and really started to get into the song.  It was NSYNC - how could you NOT sing along?

“So don’t hang up the phone now
I’m trying to figure out just what to do
I’m going crazy without you.”

I pointed to my “audience” which consisted of some teddy bears that Liam had lying around in the corner of his room.

“You’re all I ever wanted
You’re all I ever needed, yeah
So tell me what to do now
when I want… you… back.”

I added a little bit of some corny choreography and turned around on the word “back” so that I was now facing the door.  My face immediately dropped and my face turned as red as a tomato.

Luke and Liam were both standing in the doorway with huge smiles on their faces.

“Wow.” Liam said with a laugh.

“Oh my God.” I said and ran over to my iPod to turn off the music.

“No, no - don’t stop because of us.” Luke said joining in with the laughter.

“This is so embarrassing.” I said covering my face with my hands.

“Actually, it was pretty entertaining.” Luke said.

“Well I’m glad one of us feels that way.” I said mockingly.

“Two.” Liam said and raised his hand. “I find it entertaining as well.”

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the iPod out of the dock and shoved back into my pocket.  “I’ve got work to do.” I said and bent down to plug the vacuum in.

“Yeah we see that.” Luke said still laughing.

I turned the vacuum on and yelled to them over the noise. “WHAT WAS THAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU.” I yelled and pointed to my ear.

I saw Luke’s mouth move.

“WHAT?” I repeated again still pointing to my ear.

Both of them laughed then turned and walked out of the room.

I sighed and continued to vacuum the room.

~~~~

I stared at the washing machine in front of me.

Cold - Hot - Warm - Warm Cold - Cold Cold.

“What the fuck.” I said to myself.  “Why are there so many buttons?”

I randomly picked one and then poured some detergent in.  Then I started to load some towels into the machine.  Once I successfully placed all of the towels in I shut the washer and turned around and to lean on it.

I sighed and looked around the laundry room.  There was a door attached that led out to a small patio. I leaned my head forward to stare at the tile on the ground.  The tile floor was white with little specs of green.  I stared the green specs trying to pass the time.   Suddenly the washer behind me started to shake.  I turned around with wide eyes.

All of a sudden some of the white suds began to leak out of the washer.

“That’s not good.” I said skeptically and lifted the lid.  A burst of bubbles throw themselves in my face and the washer was overflowing with water and suds.

“Shit!” I yelled and began to try to scoop the bubbles back into the washer.  The bubbles poured out faster and completely soaked my shirt.  I yelped a little and reached up to turn the machine off.  I hit the off button but it seemed to be jammed and wouldn’t shut off.

“What do I do? What do I do?” I kept repeating to myself as I glanced around the room for answers.

The washing machine continued to shake and I kept trying to scoop up the suds.

“Hey are you ok? I heard yelling… HOLY SHIT!” Luke screamed as he entered the room.

I looked up at him with wide eyes. “I can’t turn it off!” I yelled to him.

 He ran over to the washing machine and unplugged it.  Then he opened the door to the patio and tried to push all of the overflowing suds out the door.  He leaned down to scoop some of the suds out, but slipped and ended up lying on the ground covered in bubbles.

“Oh my God, are you ok?” I asked reaching a hand down to help pull him up.

“Yeah I think.” He said laughing and grabbed a hold of my hand.  I tried to pull him up but he slipped back again and pulled me down with him.  I landed directly on top of him.

“Sorry.” I said looking into his eyes.  I was mesmerized.

He laughed.  “It’s ok.”

“We’ve really got to stop meeting like this.” I said with a smile.

Ok, wow - that was totally cliché.  Good one, Laney.

He smiled back at me. “I’m ok with it, if you’re ok with it.”

I blushed for what seemed to be the 800th time since I’ve been in this house and silently thanked myself for being so clumsy.

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Chapter One:

“MELANIE JANE RICHARDS GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF BED.”

My mother’s nagging voice was always a beautiful alarm clock.  I groaned and rolled over to look at the clock - 5:15. I rolled my eyes and pulled the pillow out from behind my head and smashed it against my face.  I heard footsteps walking up the stairs and waited for the sound of wrath.

My door to my bedroom flung open and the footsteps grew louder.  My mum yanked the pillow off of my face and stared down at me.

“Laney Jane, you’re going to be late for your first day.”

“Good.”I said and rolled back over. “I don’t even want this stupid job.”

My mum sat down on my bed. “Sweetie, you need a summer job. And now you have one.” My mum said a little too perky.

“So… how can I call in sick to work if my MOTHER is my boss?” I said rolling back over to face her.

“Hmm… well I guess you DON’T call in sick.  You get your lazy little self up out of this bed and into the shower, that’s what you do.” She said and pointed to the bathroom attached to my room.

“Fine.” I said pulling the covers off of me. “By the way… no human in their right mind should ever be up this early.”

“Get used to it, hun.  And it’s not even like you have to clean today.  The family wanted to meet you first.” My mum said standing up.

“They couldn’t meet me at noon?” I asked.

“Apparently they are busy people, Laney.” My mum said standing up. “I’ll be at the office today if you need me.  The address for the house is down on the kitchen table.”

I walked into the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush. “Sure whatever.  Don’t get mad if I accidently get lost on my way there.”

My mum laughed. “You better not.  Because I won’t fire you - I’ll make you do more work.”

I rolled my eyes as I continued to brush my teeth.

“You know, seeing as how your own mother owns a well established cleaning service, you would think that your room would be a little neater.” My mum said peaking her head into the bathroom.

“Sorry.” I mumbled sarcastically with toothpaste in my mouth.

“Have a good day Laney.” She said and walked down the stairs.

I shut my bathroom door and turned on the faucet to the shower.  I stripped out of my clothes and climbed in.

How did I get myself in this mess?  I could barely do my own laundry and clean my own room - and now I’m supposed to go do that for someone else?  I was stuck with this horrible job at ‘Ms. Molly’s Cleaning Service’ for the whole entire summer.  Someone please shoot me now.

And it wasn’t like my mum owned a normal cleaning service.  No - she owned the most well known service in all of Australia.  This was going to suck.

But I needed the money.  Even though my mum was extremely successful with the business, she didn’t just hand over money to me left and right.  It would have been nice, but no - she was teaching me this new concept called ‘responsibility.’  Well, responsibility can kiss my ass.  I want my new car.

It wasn’t exactly new.  In fact, it was pretty old.  But it was a classic - and I loved it.  It was a red 1967 Chevy Impala convertible and it was gorgeous.  It was like it was made for me.  It sat at a dealership fairly close to my house, and every day I had to pass by it.  I remember the first day I saw it - if it were possible, I think I would have married the thing.  She’s even got a name already - Rosie.

I turned off the water and continued to get ready.  I pulled out a pair of jeans and black v-neck t-shirt from my closet and slipped them on.  I pulled my hair back into a pony tail and applied a light amount of make-up.  I grabbed a pair of sneakers and headed downstairs.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a granola bar from the cabinet.  Then I made my way over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water.  I grabbed the note on the kitchen table and stared down at it.  The address was written in red ink and underneath was a note from my mum.

Please be good today, Laney Jane.  Call me if you need me. Love, mum.

“Please be good today?” I read out loud. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

I grabbed my purse and keys and made my way to my car.  Which was NOT Rosie, by the way.  No - this car was nicknamed “The Beast” because well, that’s what it was.  It was a God awful excuse for a car.

I hopped in the Beast and plugged the address into my GPS.  Once the directions popped up on the screen, I made my way to my dreaded first day at work.  I passed by the dealership and smiled when I saw my beloved Rosie.

“Soon you will be mine, Rosie.”

“Well, hello! You must be from Ms. Molly’s Cleaning Service!” a woman said as she opened the door.

“Guilty.” I said casually.

“My name’s Leeanne.” She said extending her hand.  “Thanks so much for coming.”

I reached my hand out to shake hers.  “No problem.  I’m Melanie.  But you can just call me Laney.” I said and followed her into the house.  “Wow - your house is… huge.” I said with wide eyes.  “But it’s gorgeous.”

“Thank you.” Leeanne said leading me into the kitchen area. “I designed it myself.”

“Wow. Impressive.”

She smiled. “Please, have a seat.” She said gesturing to one of the chairs at the kitchen table.

I followed her instructions and sat down.

“So, how old are you, Laney?”

“Nineteen.” I replied.

“I see - and have you been in this business long?”

I scrunched up my nose. “Kind of. I mean - technically this is my first day on the job, but I’ve been coming to work with my mum since she started the company when I was 6.”

She looked surprised. “You mean - you’re Molly’s daughter?”

I nodded my head. “Yes ma’am.”

“Well goodness.” She said smiling. “Your mother is a very popular lady here in Budgewoi.  She came highly recommended by several of my close friends.”

“Really? Wow.” I said smiling.

She stood up.  “Why don’t I give you a tour of the house?”

“Sure.” I said standing up.

We walked down a long hallway and she pointed out various rooms to me.  Bathrooms, closets, office, laundry room, etc. etc.  Then we made our way down another hallway and she turned to face me.

“This hallway is where the boy’s rooms are located.  Well, when they’re home at least.  And they’ll be home for the whole entire summer which is very exciting!” she said giddily.

“That’s great.” I said confused.  Maybe her kids were in college or something and were coming home for summer break.

“I have Three sons. One of them and his friends should be home any minute now - I sent them out for groceries.”  She said and we made our way back down to the kitchen.

“So - do you think you’re up for the challenge?” she asked me with a smile.

Honestly, no.  But I knew my mum would kill me if I said that to her.  And… I needed to do this for Rosie.

“Absolutely.” I said putting on a fake grin.

“Great!  Well, the pay is $200.  Will that work for you?”

“A week?” I asked.

“No of course not.” She said laughing “$200 a day.”

I nearly choked on my own spit. “Seriously?”

“Is that too little?  Sorry - we can go with $250 a day.” She said seriously.

I nodded my head. “Ok, that sounds like a deal.” I tried to sound calm.

“Great.  Would you like to stay for lunch, Laney?  That way you can meet my family.”

This lady just offered me $250 a day AND free food.  She clearly knew how to win me over.

“Sure.” I said smiling.

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Welcome.

This is my first post. (well duh) i’ll start buy saying hello! My friend is a really talented writter and doesn’t have acess to intenet, so she asked if I put her story up online for her. So I am. =) This was written by my friend (who wished to stay unnamed) but wanted to see what people thought of her story, so here we go! the story is called ‘Maid For You’ here is her blurb. :)

Melanie Jane Richards - better known as Laney - just started her first day working for her mother’s well established cleaning service.  The first house she is assigned to clean just happens to be the home of the most popular boys on the planet.  But what happens when Laney starts to uncover some of the boy’s secrets… secrets that no one should know.  And what happens when she finds herself falling head over heels for one of them?

Hope you enjoy it, I do not own the story or short stack, Iam merly putting this up for a friend. :) xxx