The boys had hardly been home long enough to unpack their bags when they were sent off to do the talk show thing. Mom and Dad decided that they didn't like leaving me home alone, even with Jenifer, so they hired a nanny.

I was gonna have fun.

Today's victim was Allison Hunt, a petite blonde that looked younger than Zac, but who's birth certificate said she was nineteen (I checked).

Mackie could probably push her over.

"Mom, this girl is not going to be able to handle us,"I warned my Mom.

"Just go finish packing."

I was finished packing. Just because the boys take days to decide which clothes they want to bring, doesn't mean I'm as picky as they are.

I wanted to go ask Taylor something, but Isaac was on the phone with Brandy. So I decided to just listen in. I tiptoed back to the living room and quietly picked up the extension.

"Do you really have to be gone three whole months?"Brandy was cooing. If she didn't tone it down I was gonna hurl.

Isaac gave the appropriate responses, I'm going to miss you, I'll bring you back something from the set, We can talk on the phone and e-mail, all that crap.

Then, she said it."I don't know if I like you having that girl with you all the time."

Wait a minute, I thought. Brandy was jealous of Allison? Just because Allison was a thousand times more attractive than she was?

This nanny business, maybe it wasn't going to be that bad.