A Stupid, Hopeless Crush

Chapter-15 Revenge is Served...Unsweet

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❤ Kylee Jackson ❤

"But Mommmm!!" I whine. "Why me?!"

Mom runs around in her room, gathering her things. "It's really urgent, Kylee. Maria and I just have to go. This urgent conference just came up, and all doctors from our hospital have to attend it. There's no one at the Dashners' place, and that's why Maria asked whether you'd babysit Jillian for her. Again."

"But Mommmm!" I repeat. "Isn't Brandon there? He can take care of Jillian!"

Okay, I haven't got anything against Jillian Dashner. I personally think that she's a totally adorable little kid. But her older brother is a pain in the ass.

Even though I have a hopeless crush on him.

"No, Brandon is out, with Ethan and Kris. He'll be arriving later. Please, until then. I will do whatever you want me to do."

A grin makes its way onto my face. "Will you let me buy those black combat boots which I wanted?"

Her eyes widen. "Absolutely not! Have you seen the look of those boots?! You'll look homeless! You can have anything except those boots!"

"And you can also see some other day for the conference then," I say, and start walking away.

"Wait, Kylee!" Mom grabs my hand. "Okay, okay. You can buy those boots."

"Do you pinky-swear?" I ask, holding out my pinky finger. She raises an eyebrow. "Wha...okay, okay, I pinky-swear. Just please, please go and babysit Jillian. I'm getting really late." She wraps her pinky in mine, and grinning, I walk out of the room.

And that's how you do it, ladies and gentlemen. That's how you do it.

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"And these are my Barbie dolls," says Jillian, showing me two Barbies. I sigh. This is so boring. I thought babysitting was a fun job, and I speak from experience.

I yawn and look around the living room, when my eyes rest on the kitchen door. A sudden idea pops into my mind.

"Hey, Jillian, do you wanna make cupcakes?" I ask, and her green eyes light up. She nods her head, her brown curls bouncing around.

We walk into the kitchen, and she gives me an apron to wear. I search the cabinets for all the ingredients I need, and set them on the kitchen counter.

"Okay, Jill. Get me a mixing bowl, please!" She skips around, and pretty soon I have a bowl in front of me. "Do you really know how to make cupcakes?" Jill asks, her eyes wide. I get a sudden urge to pull her cheeks, and I do so, smiling. "I do. Do you like cupcakes?"

"I love them! And Brandon loves cupcakes too!" She exclaims, giggling.

My eyebrows raise upon hearing this. "Does he now? Good, that's very good."

We decide to make a batch of chocolate cupcakes with chocolate cream icing and chocolate chips on top, and set to work, where I prepare the batter and Jillian mixes it, while I whip the cream. "Look Kylee, the batter is ready!" Says Jillian from behind me. I turn to see her.