Alex and Uyenie Back Story Part 1 (Babysitting)

In the hotel lobby, Uyenie is sitting by everyone laughing obnoxiously, making a scene. Suzy looks quite annoyed by her. After all, how can a mere person understand what they have been through?

Jennifer amuses her, “So how did you and your wonderful husband meet?”

“Oh my gosh! We’ve known each other like forever. You might get a little freaked out, but I used to be his babysitter. He was only four when we met, and I thirteen….

I was called in for a babysitting job. I was the best in the entire town, even though I was only thirteen. It was really weird working for Alex’s family. The house was huge, extravagant! I guess it would be a mansion. Gosh, his parents must have been loaded! So I walk into the door, and this butler escorts me to this huge, yet dark room.

The chair was faced the opposite way, I never got to see Alex’s father. He interviewed me: asked me questions on how I would raise his child and how busy my schedule was and stuff like that. After he finished, we sat there for a few minutes in silence. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to leave or stay there, so I started getting up.

He said, “Wait, Uyenie, if you can clear all of your schedules including school and live here, I’ll give you 500 a week.” How can I turn down money? I would be insane to! Plus my parents never really cared what I did or where I went. All they did was fight, I was glad to leave the house. I took the job!

The butler then escorted me to Alex’s room. Wow it was huge! It was the cutest thing ever! There were cute little giraffes painted on the walls. The stuffed animals were huge! If they were alive, they would eat me and explode! Since they were already stuffed all the way. Alex was sleeping in his little elephant covered bed. Oh the little angel slept so peacefully.

I found a rocking chair and sat there, waiting to meet my new life for the next five years of my life. I couldn’t stay awake though. I dozed off. I had to ride my bike all the way there and it was like three in the morning when I woke up.

As my eyes opened, I see this brat staring at me.

“Daddy brought me a wife, he did!” he said with hope beaming over his face. I was freaked out by this statement. Who would want a four year old kid falling in love with you when you’re thirteen?

“Um, no, honey. I’m your babysitter, Uyenie,” I said, trying to pry him off from hugging me. He always knew we were going to get married.