ADULT BABYSITTER

CHOPSTICK TWO

I was late to class...again

I promise myself and my teacher that I would come to school early, but it wasn't my fault this time.

I couldn't find my homework.

I worked so hard, and put all of my soul and knowledge into those papers. It just doesn't make sense to me. I know where I put my homework...but I can't find it.

All of a sudden, my mom barged in my room, with a laundry basket in her hand.

"Oh, Yeri why are you still here?" She said.

"Maaaaa, I can't find my homework." I whined. It felt like I was about to cry. I never put much effort into my homework but after I seen my grades slowly going down, I knew I needed to step up my game. And now look what happened. I just never win.

"Yeri...don't worry about it. I'll call your teacher and tell her you lost it and you need more time to turn it in." She said with a smile.

"Mom do you really think she would fall for that? I asked.

"Well, shit I don't know. I just need you to hurry up and leave. I got a date with the sheriff and I don't want you here!"she yelled.

That's my mom for you.

I give up. I pack my stuff and exit the house without saying bye to my mom.

I stomp my way to school, when something caught my attention.

A cat.

"Aww" I said aloud. I slowly pick it up and took a look at it.

It was a girl with white fluffy fur. It was not a kitten but it didn't seem too old. It had a red collar that said hot sauce.

"Interesting...."

I jump at the sudden deep voice behind me and almost dropped hot sauce.

I turn around to see I guy around the same age as me and same school uniform.

'He is very handsome.' I thought to my self.

"Who are you?" I ask.

He smiles and says, "I'm God."

"Oh." Is all I say.

"Can I have Jesus back?" He asked.

Huh.....i look at him with a confused face. This guy is strange.

He laughs at my reaction. And without warning grabs hot sauce from out of my grip. I don't do anything to stop him since I came to the conclusion that it could be his cat.

He holds hot sauce above is face and starts talking to her in a different language.

I take the time to stare at him. I have never seen him before but he is wearing the same uniform is me. This most be the new student.

I clear my throat loudly in front of him. He looks up at him with a dull face and carry hot sauce like a baby.

I never had someone stare at me the way he did. It makes me nervous.

"Are you ne-" before I can finish my sentence, God turns around and starts walking away with hot sauce in his hand.

Why is he walking away, when I was midway through my question. That was rude.

I saw him walk to Mrs.Porsgile house and I watched as he closed the door.

I do nothing just stand there speechless.

He must be the new student and the new neighbor.