Chapter 1: Life as we know it

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Georgina Ricci's POV

THE PITTER patter of tiny footsteps, the constant whining of these little angels, the messes they create everyday, the bull-headed and little brains were not something that someone would want to hear constantly in their everyday life. It is not a life someone would want to indulge and spend the rest of their young life.

But, for me?

These little strong willed creatures were my life. Their constant high-pitched complaining cries or sounds was much like music to my ears.

My friends and those who know me well call me the saint because I have as much patience of a saint.

I love what I do, and I take pride of it.

These adorable, articulative kids are my life.

All these simple things in life that I have come to love, I never thought would change one day.

"Miss. G," my thoughts cut through by a sweet little voice. "Grayson called me a poodle." Kate cried out, tugging at my pants to get my attention.

I tore my eyes away from the kids playing while chatting and looked down at a blonde little Kate. Her rounded green dough like eyes gazing up at me, trying to stifle her tears while narrating her sentiments. Her alabaster cheeks soaked with tears as she tried to glower at Grayson.

"Grayson, honey! Will you please come over here?" I beckoned the copperhead, brown eyed little man. He was fiddling his fingers as he looked at me warily, slowly padding closer in an unhurried, tentative pace. Kate glowered at him with annoyance, wiping her eyes vehemently with the back of her hand.

"Why did you call Kate a poodle?" I asked calmly. I squatted until I was at eye level with the two adorable kids.

I wiped the smile off my face.

I stared at him, face with a serious no-nonsense to make him confess.

Daniella was eyeing us every once in a while with curiosity and amusement.

"I'm sorry, Miss. G. I'm just teasing her. I didn't mean to make her cry." Grayson apologized, meeting my eyes with his soft, warm brown eyes that could melt even a rock. This kid sure knows how to use his charm to his advantage.

"Will you tease her again?" I asked, my tone dripping with a warning, albeit rather softly.

"No, Ms. G." He replied, dropping his gaze on the floor.

Then, he turned his gaze to little Kate.

"He always does!" Little Kate groused stubbornly.

She speared him with a dubious look.

"He promised not do it again, Kate," I smiled at Kate reassuringly, but she just pouted. I ignored it and plastered a smile back on my face. "What do you say to Kate, Grayson?" I cocked my head to the side encouragingly.

"I'm sorry, Kate." He turned his eyes to her as he apologized sincerely. Then, he looked at me, waiting for my permission to leave.

"And?" I prompted, thrusting up one eyebrow, urging him to say the words I needed to hear.

"And... I won't do it again." He continued on as he shifted his eyes to Kate, then back to me.

"Now, what will you say, Kate?" I asked, shifting my attention back at Kate, and she pouted again. She looked reluctant.

"It's ok, Grayson. Apology accepted." She replied grudgingly. Her lips puckered even more, and she looked even cuter.

I ignored her stubbornness and let her slip this time. I know she isn't the friendly one amongst them. However, I believe one day, at the end of the school year, she'll be as friendly as the others.

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