When my friends in the Unicorn Club and I took this baby-sitting job, we had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. I just wanted to help out Ms. Kremmer, this great woman who lives down the block. She just got divorced from her husband, and their seperation is not exactly friendly. In fact, they're having a huge custody battle.
I really feel bad for Ms. Kemmer. My parents just split up, and believe me, divorce is no picnic even without a custody fight! I'd do anything to help her, so when her regular baby-sitter couldn't watch Ananbel, I stepped right in.
But the Ms. Kemmer called with some bad news - she's stuck in Mexico! It looks like we'll have to take care of Annabel for days! And we can't tell anyone, because if her ex-husband finds out, Ms. Kemmer could lose custody of Annabel. But how can you keep a tiny, screaming baby a secret?

"Leslie?" Ms. Kemmer asked into the phone, mistaking me for Annabel's baby-sitter.
"No, it's Ellen," I said, stressing my name loudly. "Leslie asked me to take over at the last minute. She's going to Carmel with her fiance."
"Look, Leslie, this connection is terrible," Ms. Kemmer sais as the static became louder. "Let me just brief you. I'm on a plane to Mexico."
I gasped. "Mexico?"
"There was an emergency situation at work, and, well . . . are you there? Oh, no. Leslie? Les-"
"Yes!" I shouted. "But I'm not Leslie, I'm-"
"I'll call you when we've landed. I'm sorry, but I'll need you to stay for-"
The line went dead. We'd been cut off.
"Ms. Kemmer? Ms. Kemmer!" I yelled, even though I knew it was useless.And if Ms. Kemmer was on her way out of the country and Leslie had jetted off to Carmel, that meant only one thing - I was responsible for Annabel!

Does Ellen or any of the unicorns have what it takes to win a beauty contest? Who Will Be Miss unicorn?