Hello! After being gone for a year, I wrote something new. I don't know if it's any good because frankly it's very hard to judge your own writing. Please tell me what you thought. Enjoy!
Stiles Stilinski considered himself to be a good father. Sure, things had been a little bumpy at the beginning. Being woken up at seven in the morning on a Saturday to find a girl you had a one-night stand with at college with a baby on one arm and a bag of diapers in the other hand was, to say the least, surprising. Even if his memory of said one-night-stand was foggy, there had been no doubt that this little guy was his. The strikingly familiar brown eyes starring at him with curiosity and the date on the birth certificate that was shoved his way made a pretty convincing case.
Being a dad at 22 was definitely not part of his plans. Still, he had owned up to his responsibilities and taken care of the kid. Raising a child when you were still not-quite an adult had been tough at times. But his father had been there every step of the way and Scott had helped as much as he could. James was now 4 and Stiles couldn't imagine his life without him. The young boy had a knack for mischief but was also very good at charming his way out of a punishment. Of course, Stiles, Scott and his father were used to it by now and couldn't be fooled anymore. The problem was when Stiles had to find a babysitter and neither his best friend nor his dad were available. Everyone he had ever hired had only taken care of James once. Either they would let the little boy get away with everything or they simply didn't want to come back. James was becoming a little calmer with age but finding a sitter was still a challenge.
Stiles had a work event in two weeks. Seeing as his dad also worked with the police, he was busy as well and of course Scott had to have scheduled a date months in advance in some fancy restaurant you had to make a reservation at. By now, Stiles had pretty much exhausted his list of acquaintances so he decided to put an ad in his building's hall. After a few days with no texts and the date rapidly approaching, Scott suggested he put the ad in his building as well. That turned out to be a great idea since he only had to wait one day until he received a text about.
Hey, I'm Lydia Martin. I saw that you were looking for a sitter next Thursday night?
Stiles immediately called Scott to know if that girl wasn't secretly a psychopath. The man had always had trouble trusting strangers, but that almost transformed into paranoia when James was concerned.
"Lydia? Well, I don't know her that well but I think you can trust her. And from what I do know, she seems fierce enough to handle James." Scott reassured him.
"Okay, but is she nice? Will James like her?"
Scott held back a laugh. "I'm sure he'll like her as much as you will."
"Great. Wait, what the hell does that mean?" Stiles asked.
"Oh, you'll see."
Stiles was just done getting ready for the event when the doorbell rung. He opened it to see a woman with strawberry blonde hair. Said women was pretty short, wearing a floral dress and carrying a ton of heavy looking books in her arms. He took a few from her arms to help her out and now that she wasn't hidden behind the books, wow. He had not expected to be this attracted to his son's babysitter. He invited her in and put the books on the dining room table.
"I'm planning on studying once your son is asleep." She explained.
"No problem. What are you studying?" He asked, not out of politeness but out of genuine curiosity. This girl intrigued him.
