Confessions of a Teen Nanny 01 - Confessions of a Teen Nanny by Victoria. Ashton Page B
Authors: Victoria. Ashton
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Brian?"
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"I don't know. He's not in school. I'm starting to freak a little."
"Are you sure nothing happened Friday night after I left?" Liz asked.
"Nothing. I told you--we hung out for a while, and then Brian and I went home."
"I still think something was going on between Brian and Cam," Liz said.
"Liz, nothing was going on. Brian and I are fine. You may not trust Cameron, but I do trust Brian.Anything hap- pening with Parker?"
"No," Liz said, "He hasn't called me. Is that weird? Should I think that's weird? I was thinking about calling him . . . but then I think no--right?"
"I don't know--"
"Listen, I have to go. The bell's ringing. I have class. Don't worry. Brian's probably under the covers at home, sick or something. Later!" She hung up.
Adrienne smiled. Liz was probably right. Brian's prob- ably fine. It's nothing to stress about.
At the end of the day, Brian finally showed up at school, sliding into his seat in English class between Adrienne and Tamara.
"Where have you been?"Adrienne whispered to him. "I was worried about you." She slid him Tamara's notes.
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"You'll never believe where I was. I was on my way to school, and I get this call from Cameron."
Adrienne stopped smiling. Friday night at Khmer, she had noticed that Cameron was too friendly, but she had decided not to make a big deal about it. She trusted Brian, but this was way different. Cam should know better-- calling another girl's boyfriend was not done.
"And . . . ," Adrienne said.
"Yeah, and?" Tamara said, leaning forward.
"So, Cam calls, and says she's cutting school today because her dad got her into a recording studio in Midtown to watch P. Diddy lay down the final tracks for his album."
"So?" Adrienne said. "Cam can afford to skip school. She doesn't need the grades.We do."
"That's right," Tamara said. "But P. Diddy? That is so cool!"
"I know it!" he said sheepishly. "I couldn't pass it up, so Cam and I went. It was AMAZING.We met Jay-Z and Beyonc�. Cam knew everybody. It was like her party! And they had all this food, and everyone was hanging out and dancing, and I just had to stay."
"Jay-Z?"Tamara said. "Really?"
"Really," Brian said.
"Well," Adrienne said. She knew her voice sounded strange--too high-pitched."I'm glad that you had such an amazing time."
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She couldn't believe it. Brian of all people--her down-to-earth boyfriend--was dazzled by the money, caught up in the world of the megarich. The idea of it almost made her laugh, until the reality of what was hap- pening hit her: Brian wasn't dazzled by the money. Brian was dazzled by Cameron.
Was Cameron trying to steal her boyfriend?
Liz was almost finished with school on Thursday, when her phone rang. Adrienne, I bet. I wonder what's hap- pening with Brian.
Luckily, Liz was in art class and the teacher was pretty laid back. She walked over to the sink and pretended to wash her paintbrush while quietly answering her phone.
"Elizabeth?" Dr. M-C boomed. "Where are you?"
"I'm at school, Dr. Markham-Collins. I'll be there in an hour or so."
"No, Elizabeth, I need you right now.You'll see why when you get here. Please hurry." She hung up.
I am so busted, Liz thought. I bet she noticed the missing shawl. Well, at least I only have gym left--I can cut that easily. Why did I take that stupid shawl . . . ?
The service elevator opened into Dr. M-C's kitchen. The first sound that greeted Liz was the buzz of an electric saw and hammering. Heather was sitting in a chair in the
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kitchen with her hands over her ears, and David was lying on the floor, moaning.
"Liz, make them stop! All the noise is shattering my nerves!" Heather whined.
"David, get up off the floor! What's going on?"
"They are tearing things up! For the magazine," David said. "Ow, my stomach hurts from your little cakes."
"My what?" Liz
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"I don't know. He's not in school. I'm starting to freak a little."
"Are you sure nothing happened Friday night after I left?" Liz asked.
"Nothing. I told you--we hung out for a while, and then Brian and I went home."
"I still think something was going on between Brian and Cam," Liz said.
"Liz, nothing was going on. Brian and I are fine. You may not trust Cameron, but I do trust Brian.Anything hap- pening with Parker?"
"No," Liz said, "He hasn't called me. Is that weird? Should I think that's weird? I was thinking about calling him . . . but then I think no--right?"
"I don't know--"
"Listen, I have to go. The bell's ringing. I have class. Don't worry. Brian's probably under the covers at home, sick or something. Later!" She hung up.
Adrienne smiled. Liz was probably right. Brian's prob- ably fine. It's nothing to stress about.
At the end of the day, Brian finally showed up at school, sliding into his seat in English class between Adrienne and Tamara.
"Where have you been?"Adrienne whispered to him. "I was worried about you." She slid him Tamara's notes.
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"You'll never believe where I was. I was on my way to school, and I get this call from Cameron."
Adrienne stopped smiling. Friday night at Khmer, she had noticed that Cameron was too friendly, but she had decided not to make a big deal about it. She trusted Brian, but this was way different. Cam should know better-- calling another girl's boyfriend was not done.
"And . . . ," Adrienne said.
"Yeah, and?" Tamara said, leaning forward.
"So, Cam calls, and says she's cutting school today because her dad got her into a recording studio in Midtown to watch P. Diddy lay down the final tracks for his album."
"So?" Adrienne said. "Cam can afford to skip school. She doesn't need the grades.We do."
"That's right," Tamara said. "But P. Diddy? That is so cool!"
"I know it!" he said sheepishly. "I couldn't pass it up, so Cam and I went. It was AMAZING.We met Jay-Z and Beyonc�. Cam knew everybody. It was like her party! And they had all this food, and everyone was hanging out and dancing, and I just had to stay."
"Jay-Z?"Tamara said. "Really?"
"Really," Brian said.
"Well," Adrienne said. She knew her voice sounded strange--too high-pitched."I'm glad that you had such an amazing time."
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She couldn't believe it. Brian of all people--her down-to-earth boyfriend--was dazzled by the money, caught up in the world of the megarich. The idea of it almost made her laugh, until the reality of what was hap- pening hit her: Brian wasn't dazzled by the money. Brian was dazzled by Cameron.
Was Cameron trying to steal her boyfriend?
Liz was almost finished with school on Thursday, when her phone rang. Adrienne, I bet. I wonder what's hap- pening with Brian.
Luckily, Liz was in art class and the teacher was pretty laid back. She walked over to the sink and pretended to wash her paintbrush while quietly answering her phone.
"Elizabeth?" Dr. M-C boomed. "Where are you?"
"I'm at school, Dr. Markham-Collins. I'll be there in an hour or so."
"No, Elizabeth, I need you right now.You'll see why when you get here. Please hurry." She hung up.
I am so busted, Liz thought. I bet she noticed the missing shawl. Well, at least I only have gym left--I can cut that easily. Why did I take that stupid shawl . . . ?
The service elevator opened into Dr. M-C's kitchen. The first sound that greeted Liz was the buzz of an electric saw and hammering. Heather was sitting in a chair in the
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kitchen with her hands over her ears, and David was lying on the floor, moaning.
"Liz, make them stop! All the noise is shattering my nerves!" Heather whined.
"David, get up off the floor! What's going on?"
"They are tearing things up! For the magazine," David said. "Ow, my stomach hurts from your little cakes."
"My what?" Liz
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