In Love With my Babysitter

Chapter 1

Copyrighted © 2012 by Amber Yang 
All rights reserved, so no stealing ;)

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Chapter 1

"Jaylee, hun, are you up there?"

I rolled my eyes at my mother's words, as I shut the geometry book I'd been working on. I really had no time for this, and I hoped this time she had something actually important to say.

"I'm coming," I replied in a droning voice as I worked my way down the long spiral staircase. "What do you want?"

Not surprisingly, she was waiting downstairs in a tight-fitting black dress and three-inch stilettos. Yet when I saw what she was wearing I made a pinched face. You'd think a lifetime of seeing magazine covers with my mother's slutty poses plastered on them would somehow make me immune to her, ah...sexuality.

I started in an exasperated tone, "Mom, what the freaking bejeezus are you wea-"

"Jaylee!" she shot me a warning look. "Why are you being so rude in front of our guest?"

I knit my brows in confusion. "What gues-" My eyes widened in amusement when I saw the boy standing next to my mother. "Oh...that guest."

I tilted my head and proceeded to studying the boy that I'd failed to notice before (My mother has that kind of effect on people) with a bored expression, before parting my lips and uttering "Hm, don't tell me, you're shooting another pedophile movie. That's supposed to be the student you're having an affair with, isn't he?"

The boy arched an eyebrow in amusement as my mother gave me a horrified look. I plastered on an innocent smile.

"Jaylee, I can't believe you said that!" she sputtered. "Especially in front of him--This is your temporary babysitter!"

It seemed a while before my brain registered what she said.

"Babysitter?" I nearly hissed. "What the hell for?"

My mother sighed and closed her eyes, pressing her fingers to her temple. "I'm going to be away for a while teaching a modeling program, and then taking a trip to Spain for a small part in a movie. I've called Aunt Julie's but she's away. I'm sorry, but this was the best I could do."

I could not freaking believe it. "I'm nearly seventeen! You don't think the servants we have here are enough?" I seethed, glaring at her.

"Nunber one, they are not servants, they are caretakers," she replied with pursed lips. "And look, I'm sorry Jaylee, but this is how it's going to be, and neither you or I can do a thing about it. So suck it up, save your tantrums for later, and start getting along with Luis over here."

I set my jaw tight and stared straight at her. As a last resort I offered, "How about I go with you, huh?"

"Jaylee, you're staying." she said simply. "Besides. I've already told Luis that he'd get the job. Can't let him down, now can I?"

"Ugh," I muttered, knowing I had lost. "Fine. Go on, have a nice vacation and just leave your daughter at home to suffer, being the great mother you are."

"I'll miss you too, hon." she replied with a totally fake smile and walked out with her caretakers following behind, carrying her luggage. When the tall double-doors finally shut behind her, I sighed and turned to the boy.

"So, Louie, I hear we're supposed to be getting along."

He smirked and ran a hand through his dark hair. "Yeah, I guess we are. By the way," he said, reaching out his hand. "It's Luis, not Louie. Luis Carson."

I ignored his outstretched hand and went over to a large sofa. "Whatever, Louie. And I'm pretty sure you know my name already."

"Of course. Jaylee Hunter; daughter of the world-famous actress-slash-model-slash-slut extraordinaire." He replied smoothly, coming over to sit next to me. I looked at him through squinted eyes, as of he were a foreign creature.

"Looks like you know your facts," I simply said and slumped back into the soft padding of the sofa. I caught him staring at me curiously out of the corner of my eyes, and turned slightly to face him. "Well, Louie, looks like you're going to be stuck with me for a while, so... Like any movies?"

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Ello, and thanks for reading this far :D

I know the plot is horribly cliche, but, well, that's what you get from a writer like me. -shrug- 

Enjoy anyway :)

-A