THE BABYSITTER'S A VAMPIRE- ZM. ON HOLD.

Chapter 1

*Aurora's POV*

It's summer, and guess what I have to do. Nothing! Nothing at all, and that's the problem. I can't go to any parties, and we aren't even having a family vacation. That sucks. My mom is leaving for a business trip today, and my dad left two weeks ago. She's hiring a babysitter, and knowing my mother, he's probably going to follow me every where. What will I do? Go to the library. The beach. Bowling alley. With who? All of my friends, including my best friend, Kayla, have gone on vacation. I guess I'll go with my crushed and lonely spirit. In reality, what I can do is sit up in this big-ass house, sip on some lipton, and dream, because there is no way my parents will give up work this summer. Enough of my rant.................................... for now.

Right now, I'm eating breakfast, watching my little brother (George) eat his boogers instead of his oatmeal for breakfast. My mom came rushing in......................... as usual.

"The babysitter is coming at ten. Please, be polite and obey.", she said with pleading eyes. Why can't I babysit? I'm seventeen years old for God's sake.

"What if he asks me to strip and climb into bed with him?", I asked raising my eyebrows at her.

"I don't think he'd do that, Aurora. He is responsible, and he has experience.", she said already fed up of my crap.

"I have experience too!", I whined. I am not giving up so quickly.

"The last time you babysat, you threw a huge house party!", she retorted, as I played with my breakfast. How could she bring that up? That was a year ago. I have matured....

I just let her win.

"Anyways, he's coming at ten.", she repeated, "Love you, goodbye."

A/N: Love you, goodbye is a song on One Direction's album. I went crazy when I realize what I just did.

"Love you too, mom.", I said as my brother ran up to her for a hug. She leaves right after he breaks the hug.

Time check. 8:37

I think I'll just sit and watch T.V with George until the babysitter comes.

As if he read my mind, George looked at me for a few seconds. Then he turns around and starts running like a mad man. Correction. Mad child. I groaned and started running after him.

"George! Get your butt back here right now!", I yelled through the large house, causing an echo. I hear faint laughing in the kitchen. I ran into the kitchen yelling, "Come out, come out. Wherever you are."

I thought I had him, but I thought wrong. He jumped out from under a counter, and squirted me with ketchup. IN THE FACE! While I was busy wiping tomato out of my eyes, he got mustard. MUSTARD!! He squirted me all over, but mainly in the face. IN THE FACE!! I plodded over to him. I can't believe my 6 year old brother just did that! I was about to murder him, when someone opened the door.

"Hellooo- Oh my.", He said. He started laughing at me. LAUGHING AT ME!!! I just walked up to my room angrily, muttering curse words. I really don't even care anymore. He can babysit the little brat. When I got upstairs, I took a long shower, making sure I scrubbed off all the grime. I dried my skin. I ended up wearing a pink and white crop top with the words 'Pizza is my spirit animal', black skinny jeans, and a pair of pink converses. I didn't put on any make-up, because it's warm outside. Simple earrings, a choker, and some lip gloss will do today. I'm going to the library to borrow a few books. I walked down stairs, still angry, and grabbed my white messenger bag.

"I'm going to the library. I'll be back in about an hour.", I stated looking at the babysitter, who wasn't bad looking. At all. He had dark hair styled in a quiff. His jawline was chiseled. His eyes are chocolate colored, and if I wasn't angry, I probably would've gotten lost in them. I guess you can say he's handsome.

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Today, after swimming practice, I sat outside to wait for my ride. I listened to some music, and then Story Of My Life came on. I literally cried, and had a fangirl attack right there. I had to hide it, so no one would ask why I'm crying. I'm screwed.

Anyways

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