Stung and Employed By The Wasp

I woke up to the sounds of the bed next door banging against the wall.

“Fuck my life.” I groaned, and rolled over.

Oh god it was 8:45. I rolled out of bed and quickly put on some eye shadow, mascara, and straightened my hair a bit. That’s when I heard a knock at my door.

I opened it to find Heather who was holding a bag.

“Rabbits next door?” She chuckled.

“They’re actually keeping it down this morning.” I replied, with a laugh.

“Here’s your outfit, quickly change and we’ll go.” She instructed me.

She pulled (http://www.polyvore.com/heathers_outfit_for_zoey/set?id=167706509) this out of the bag and threw it on the bed.

“Are you joking?” I wondered.

“No, it’s a nice place, and I’m wearing one too, so don’t worry.” She stated.

“Fine, I’m trusting you.” I told her.

“Good, get dressed and we’ll go.” she said.

I went into the bathroom, slipped on the dress and flats, and we both quickly ran out to her car and started it up.

“It’s about half an hour from here.” She told me.

“Awesome.” I replied.

“So the rumor is that the heads of the house are gone today, but if that’s not true and we happen to run across them you need to follow my lead exactly.” Heather instructed me.

“I can do that.” I said.

We finished the drive in silence and then she pulled up into the driveway.

“Holy shit.” I muttered.

This was not a house, or a simply building, this was a mansion fit for a millionare. The house alone was mind blowing but if you added in the massive yard, garden, and pool, you almost couldn’t believe it.

“I know right.” Heather chuckled.

“Are you sure I should even walk in through that door?” I wondered.

“I know it looks intimidating, but don’t worry. If you get the job this will be like your new home.” She told me.

For some odd reason I trusted her.

We both exited the car, and I followed close behind her.

“Too late to run?” I asked.

She opened the large french front doors and just chuckled.

Damn it.

“Don’t talk until I tell you to, okay?” She said.

I nodded my head in agreeance.

She walked me down a flight of stairs, and suddenly we were in pitch black.

To say I was scared to death was an understatement.

When we finally got down to a lower level that resembled a beautiful ballroom I was in awe.

What was I involved with though?

“Now we’re good.” She told me.

“So what exactly again would my job be?” I wondered, as she brought me into an extravagant kitchen with a huge stainless steel fridge.

“You’ll just go and buy groceries and other supplies. It’s as easy as that.” She told me.

“Okay. Who runs this place?”

“A few guys who are involved with the music business. They’re on tour for now, and will be back in a few days.” She explained.

“Ah.”

“They’re a bit harsh at first, but once you get to know them you’ll fall head over heels for them.” She said.

“So they’re hot?”

“Drop fucking dead gorgeous.” She giggled.

My phone buzzed, and I glanced at it.

“Shit.” I sighed.

“What?” She wondered.

“It’s my neighbor, she needs my help.”

“The sex addict?” She chuckled.

“No the old woman with the fucking cat that keeps getting stuck in the damn tree.” I groaned.

“I’ll drive you back then.” She told me.

“Thanks.”

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6 days later -

I gripped my pen so tight that it almost busted, and quickly glances up at the clock.

12:00 noon exactly.

Shit.

I signed my name on the paper and at the same time I may have just ruined my life.

A knock on the door made my heart freeze.

Here we go.

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