My Sexy Babysitter

Part 1

"Valerie! Val, are you awake yet? Breakfast is ready, get your sleepy ass down when you're ready unless you want me to finish up your breakfast." She hissed whilst knocking on my bedroom door so loud, I bet it's gonna break in any minute now.

"Mmmh okay,okay" I shouted back trying to shrug sleep off me.

That psychopath outside my room would be my best friend/counsellor/ fashion critic/ the person who is solely responsible for getting me into trouble, Emma. We were so close and we knew we were separated at birth and our mothers kept it a secret because they didn't want us to freak out and die of excitement. Yup, true story.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and sat on the bed. I took a glance at my alarm clock, which I don't quite need on account of the fact that I have a personal walking alarm clock namely, Emma, I pushed the blanket away and got out of bed and headed to my bathroom, the only place where I could get some solace and less invation of privacy.

After a good ten minutes of warm water running down my body, I stepped out of the bathroom and went to my closet and started racking it, trying to find the perfect outfit that needed to be approved by Emma before I could show it to the world.

By perfect, she meant cute but not bitchy, not too short and not too draggy, not to tight and not too saggy. You see, highschool is hard, especially when you have a cheerleader as a friend.

You'd always want to look good for her and you don't want to embarass her because she has a reputation to be taken care of. She is all highschool glory whereas I'm...me.

Weird, clumsy and I am also not that girl who you'd want to sit next to during lunch nor am I the girl who had guys drooling over. So yeah, you can say I pretty much suck. Nevertheless, Emma still thinks that I am okay to stick around with and I am blessed to have a friend like her because I know underneath those thick layer of make-up she put on, she really is a nice person.

I wore a black skinny jeans and put on a turquoise shirt, took my bag and went out of the room, heading straight to the kitchen, where I found Emma sitting on my favorite breakfast stool (I did tell you I'm weird) and eating my breakfast.

"Hey you're done, you must be very glad to have me as a friend. I waited for like 40 minutes and I finished your breakfast for you. I'm such a good friend." She said while fanning herself dramatically.

"... by the way, you look nice" she said while giving me a thumbs up.

"Great, I'll just starve to death then." I replied, pouting my lips, ignoring her compliment and pretending to be upset.

"Val, lose the face and let's get going 'cause in case you didn't notice, we're late...again". She pulled my arms and dragged me out of the kitchen, "and I'll get you something to eat on the way".

"Bye, mum. We're off to school" I shouted from front porch as I tried not to fall and crush my face, on account that Emma was roughly dragging me towards her car. Her nails were literally digging into the skin of my arm.

I grimaced in pain all the way to her car, parked on the driveway outside her house. Oh yeah, she also happens to be my neighbour.

She opened the car door and got in, I mimicked her actions. She started the car and I almost choked on my own tongue as she started screaming so loud, my eardrums had the urge to grow a pair of legs and abandon my ears.

"What's the matter with you?" I shouted trying to be heard over her screaming while cupping both my ears with the my hands.

She dramatically started to breathe heavily and extended hand out and pointed to something under the seat. "What are those? They are swallowing your feet," she shrieked.