Whytblood Sisters

"Half a million?!" I shouted while seeing the message Mr. Whytblood sent me.

Mr. Whytblood gave me a proposal to work for him to watch his kids as he goes and explores the world for a year. But isn't half a million too much?!

I get it they're rich but seriously?! He probably knows that I have rent to pay here. Well, I gotta pay my rent so...

I accepted it.

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"That guy said that it was just a nice neighborhood but... I didn't expect anything like this.." Tristan muttered to himself while standing in front of a luxurious entrance of a rich neighborhood. He adjusted his bag on his shoulder and entered.

As he walked to the side, Tristan could see many fancy households and some families out in their front yards, of which a few waved to him. He waved back at them nervously and checked a few things on his phone. He already know where he was going since Mr. Whytblood sent him a photo of his house.

Tristan slowed his walk and his eyes scouting the neighborhood. "Holy moly.. this neighborhood is better than the place I stayed.. everything is clean here.."

There's even a sign that says fishing is allowed on that beautiful lake. Every few feet there's a trash can, sitting under, or near rather tall oak trees.

As Tristan walked he noticed a huge and much fancier mansion at his side.

"Th-this is damn huge.."

Tristan took hold of the large door knocker shaped like a lion with a ring in its mouth, he rapped it three times on the door. He slightly flinched when he heard footsteps approaching, and gulped when he heard the locks being undone.

When the door finally opened, a man with wild curls haircut and blonde hair revealed himself in the doorway. He wore a white polo and a black jacket, black jeans, and black branded shoes.

"Oh thank god! I don't have much time, so I'll be quick!" He said, adjusting his bags on his left and right.

"Me and my friends will go explore the world that will last for a year, and I need you to look after my daughters while I'm gone. Also," The man pointed at a white, circular device on the wall inside the house.

"That's the alarm system. Just type my last name, Whytblood, and then press the button with a lock on it to turn it on. To turn it off, type the password again, and press the button with the unlocked lock!"

Tristan nodded and stepped inside when the man opened the door wider.

"Good luck, son. The middle child is a 'bit' aggressive so... Well anyways.. I'll have your first paycheck sent to you in two weeks!" Ali said as he rushed to his luxury car and turned on the car, then sped off.

"Why did he shiver when he said a 'bit'..? well anyway.." Tristan shrugged it off as he heard a door on the second floor open.

He went upstairs and saw a head of long white hair poke out from one of five doors in that hall.

"Hm? Who.. might you be?" The person asked sent a cold gaze at me, and stepped outside of the room, revealing herself.

"O-Oh, you're one of Mr. Whytblood's daughters, right?" Tristan asked, getting a nod.

"Ahm yes.. but who're you, mister?" The girl asked.

"Your father didn't tell you? I'll watch over you and your sisters while your father goes explore the world 'again'." Tristan explained, and the girl seemed a bit surprised.

"Wait what? Sigh.. father always disappears every two years but now I know the reason.." The girl said, then offered her hand in the way rich people do. Tristan took her hand in his and shook it, which made the girl confused.

"Anyways, my name is Amy Whytblood the eldest daughter of Ali Whytblood. The girl, now named Amy, said. "I'm Tristan Evans. It's uh nice to meet you..." Tristan replied, then looked around.

"Say, where are your sisters? Are they in their rooms?" Tristan asked.

"Ah, them. Yes.. I'll go and fetch them.." Amy replied.

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"What?! Papa left us with some babysitter again?!" Tristan flinched and looked down at the short girl in front of him.

Her neat, long blonde hair swayed as she looked between Tristan and Amy, her face turning red.

"Now, now, Emma. Father has an 'exploring' to do and of course, he needed someone to supervise us while he's gone are... you listening, Amira?" Amy asked the short white-haired girl that was a few inches taller than her.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, Sure." Amira said while tapping furiously on a Nintendo Switch.

Amy sighed.

"I apologize about them.. but I'm glad you're here." She said.

"Well, I am not! Get lost!" Emma exclaimed, crossing her arms. Amira said nothing, just kept tapping on her Switch.

"This is gonna be a long year..." Tristan muttered to himself.

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Welp short one but oh well bhahehhhahhahhah hope y'all liked it :)