Baby Girls

"Life lesson guys the lady is always right."

"Fuck no." I say. He smirks and walks fully into the room. The door clicks shut behind him. "Fuck. No."

I grab my phone.

Just as I'm about to call Bradley, Noah plucks my phone from my hand.

"Now, now, you know you can't have phones in class."

I punch him in the sac.

He gasps in pain.

"Jesus Emma, you damn bitch!"

"Give me my phone!" I snap. He hands it to me.

Dad walks in behind him.

"You got him? Him? Why did you let him in?" I groan.

"Stop." He says. "He's your brother. You don't hate each other. He's worried about you. Deal with the nagging and moaning or you're fired."

"Fine then. I quit."

I start to get up, but the second I'm on my feet, I start to fall. Noah catches me and sets me down.

"Don't quit!" Taylor gasps.

Everyone starts to protest.

"Why couldn't you get Bailee? Or Gage? Or, fuck, the girls could do better than him!"

"I'm not that bad." Noah defends. "I really don't want to cause any trouble. I just want to help."

I sigh slowly. "Fine. You can stay, as long as you let me win at any stupid game you force me to endure."

"Promise." He says.

"Well it's settled!" Dad says. he walks out of the room.

"Who are you?" Taylor asks.

"He's my brother, Noah." I say."

"Well," she begins, "Your really hot." She says.

"Thanks. I'm married." He says.

"I know. I saw the ring." She says.

"Well, since your my slave, help my get my legs on the desk."

"Why?" he asks.

"Because I fucking said so."

He snickers, but helps me lift my legs.

****

Up until lunch, he was my helper. He passed out papers, ran errands, went to Bradley when I needed favors, and he amused me.

I really do love my brother.

I had so many students cry when they saw I was back, and as word spread, people, teachers included, would stop in to say hi.

It's lunch time.

"I need to make more copies." I say.

The halls are still crowded with students.

"I'll do it." He says.

It costs money." I say. "Roll me to Bradley."

"Okay." He says. He opens the door. "Hey kid, where you headed?"

I don't hear his reply.

"Awesome, so you can't be late. Hold the door, will you?"

He moves into view and holds the door open.

Noah rolls me through the students, making loud beeping noise. I tell him to shut up seven times as we go. He makes another kid hold the door as he rolls me in. Bradley looks up from his lesson.