the babysitter⇝c.d

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❁luna

"give me the scalpel."

cameron grabbed the scalpel, putting it in my hand.

i easily cut the middle of the frog, almost as easy as cutting butter.

"this is completely gross." i almost gag.

"what was that about in the hallway?"

"leave it alone, cameron. i don't wanna talk about it."

"why not?"

"cameron, please just focus on handing me what i need."

"no. im gonna make us fail if you don't tell me what's going on."

"why can't you just stop poking at the situation?" i grab the tweezers and tongs myself.

"because i wanna know."

i lightly slam the tweezers on the pan, "fine, you wanna know so bad! ever since i met you, ive been yelled at by my teachers, your jealous ex, ive been taunted and annoyed every single day i come to school, and it's all because of a stupid boy who doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself, keep a girlfriend, or shut the hell up!" i whisper yell.

"well at least you kept your voice down." he mumbles.

"mr. luke, may i use the restroom to keep me from strangling my lab partner?"

the class laughs, even though im deadass serious.

"yes, you can go."

i immediately rush my apron, gloves and goggles off before storming out to the bathroom.

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im finally calm enough to go back in the classroom.

i walk through the door as everyone is sitting down, talking to their friends.

cameron glances at me then back to his friend.

i roll my eyes, sitting next to him with my bag.

the bell rings, making everyone rush out of the classroom.

i throw my bag on my shoulder, walking out to the parking lot.

"hey how was bio?" charlie pops up next to me.

"stressful. you know who annoyed the shit out of me so much."

"emergency sleepover?" she tries to cheer me up.

"sure. but at your house, 'cause you have food." i laugh, pulling out my phone.

"alright, ill text you!" she shouts walking away to her car.

just as i open up my phone, i feel my ass being grabbed.

i grab his wrist, turning around, "go away."

he snatches away from my grip and backs me up into my car.

he hovers over me, "has it ever occurred to you that i care? enough to know what's wrong? has it ever occurred to you that im not as bad as you think? that i actually have feelings and a conscience?"

i scoff, rolling my eyes as he grabs my face with one hand, "tell me what she's done."

"she's been a real bitch and she's making my life worse than you are." i sass, pushing him away.

"that wasn't so hard, now was it?"

i get in my car, starting the car and rolling my window down.

"there's a party at ryder's house tonight. you better be there."

"or what?"

"you wanna find out?"

"you dont scare me, fuckboy." i shake my head.

"it wasn't supposed to. if you aren't at that party, ill tease you 10 times worse. your call."

i frown, driving away to my house.