When Emilia is forced to transfer to a new school, all she wants is to move back home. When she meets the new English teacher, school might not be the only thing helping to distract her.
My breath caught in my throat. Before me stood the most beautiful man I had ever seen. Questions raced through my mind. Who was he? Why was he here? And most importantly, was he single?
"Emilia", said my mom. "Mr. Porter will be your English teacher at McDale High!"
I groaned quietly. Of course this Godly creature was off limits. I mentally scolded myself when Ben's face popped into my mind. I was in a relationship with the perfect boy! How could I be wondering if Mr. Porter was single when I myself was in a relationship?
Snapping myself out of my thoughts, I extended a hand to Mr. Porter. "Hi", I said, "I'm Emilia."
He took my hand and firmly shook it. "Nice to meet you, Emilia. I look forward to teaching you this year. I just stopped by to welcome you and your mother to the building. I live just across the hall. Although, I must admit, I do have an ulterior motive. I'm looking for someone to babysit my daughter, Sammy and I was wondering if you would be up for the challenge."
"I was actually about to start job hunting, since I left my job back in Winnipeg."
"Perfect! How do you feel about starting tonight?"
Hesitantly, I agreed, and we decided that I would meet him at his apartment in 20 minutes. I used the 20 minutes to freshen up and change out of my sweaty workout clothes. After saying goodbye to my mom, I headed out and walked across the hall to Mr. Porter's apartment.
I knocked on his door and I wasn't waiting long before he opened it. Standing behind his leg was the most precious little girl, who I assumed was Sammy.
"Thanks for coming, Emilia." said Mr. Porter. "This is my daughter, Sammy."
The little girl stepped more into view and timidly waved to me. I crouched down to her level and said, "Hi Sammy! I'm Emilia. I'll be looking after you tonight while your daddy is out."
She smiled at me while still holding tightly to Mr. Porter's leg. She had to be the cutest kid ever. She had her dad's green eyes and brown hair, except hers was curled into tight ringlets.
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Mr. Porter bent down and asked Sammy to show me around the apartment. She shyly took my hand and led me to the kitchen first. "This is where daddy makes me my food", she said. "Sometimes he lets me help!"
As she was leading me to her bedroom, the tour was interrupted by harsh knocking on the door. I rushed over to answer it and before I could even open the door all of the way, a severe looking blonde women barged in.
"Where's Jaxon?", she barked. "And who are you?"
A/N: First of all, I would just like to let you guys know that I won't be on wattpad until next Monday, the 4. I'm going on a canoe trip and I will be completely cut off from technology until I get home. Second of all, I would like to thank all of you that have commented and voted on my story. I appreciate the support and it means so much to me. See you next week! xoxo, Ally
