Complicated Game

chapter 1

"I'm off mum" I shouted while running through the front door to the welcoming face of Becca, my child hood friend since diapers.

"Hey there" I greeted and walked straight to the driver's side. Becca threw the keys to me and I hopped in. I always drive us to school every single day. I never admit it, but I like it.
"So....last day of school. You're excited about that right?" Becca asked, smiling with all gladness escaping from her soul.
"Yeah....kind of" I replied not getting my face off the road.
"Mitchy, you're never excited, why?"
"What's the point of being excited, when through out the whole summer I'll be babysitting little children to earn a living" I replied with bitterness evident in my voice.

See, my mum and I had been living together after my dad left for cali with my three brothers. The fact was that they actually got divorced and he took all the sons, but he practically forgot me. Ever since then things have been going all wrong and I have to babysit every holiday, so what's so interesting in summer holidays?
"I understand Mitchy, but you have to let all those things go. You don't go out to parties, but you enjoy dancing on the streets" Becca argued back. I didn't respond and I drove into the school's parking lot.

We came down together and walked to the front door "I can't believe high school is over "Becca said and pushed the door open. We walked to our lockers to get all of our text and note books to the car before getting our results.
"These books are too heavy" I complained, but kept walking until I bumped into the hardest thing ever, spilling all my belongings to the floor on the busy hall way.
"Watch where you are going bitch" that statement got me taken aback. I am the kind of person that doesn't like being recognised and I have achieved this through out my high school year, up until now.
"Tell that to yourself, walking dick" I replied to the unknown person and that left the entire people on the hall including Becca's mouth go into an 'o' shape. I guessed he was an important person in school.
I think it was this guy's turn to be taken aback. Maybe no one has actually stood up to talk back at him. I left him there appalled and confused. Surprisingly, I was handed back my books by some people i didn't even know. Becca was my only friend.
"That was the school's bad boy you know," said Becca still with the petrified face.
"How would I know that" I asked.
"Well you're supposed to, but you didn't come for prom" Becca said with a gloomy face.
Yeah, I didn't come for prom. And so what? What will someone gain from that shit? It creeps me out seriously.
"You can't blame me can you?" I said as we headed back to the car where we dropped our books. We went to Mr Decter's office to get our results and on our way back I still came in contact with the dickhead.

"YOU!" He yelled from behind me. I didn't expect him to expect me to answer that. Did he? "YOU!" he said this time with range in his voice. The next thing I knew was that I was tapped hardly by an unknown person then I spun around to see the dickhead in my face, arms crossed below his chest with a slight pose.
"I was calling you, bitch" he said staring directly into my eyeballs.
"Well, I didn't hear my name anywhere" I replied mimicking his pose
"You ass hole, never talk to me like that or else..." he said whispering into my ear and holding his fist tightly ready to pounce on me
"Well Mr scumbag, we will never meet and that's soo bad, cause I'd love to see what you have in mind for me" and with that I was off.
"I never knew you could actually stand up to someone" Becca commented
"I don't talk doesn't mean I have a really low self esteem".

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"Come hear Michelle, some people are here to see you" mom said and dragged me to the living room from my comfortable bed.
"What is that mum, what do they want ?" I asked sluggishly
"They are here to ask you to help them babysit their child, so I need you to comport yourself very well in order to get the job" mum said fidgeting
"Then why are you nervous? "
"Because they are rich mitchy, extremely rich and I want them to give us this job" mum said. With that, we walked into our king sized bed room.
"Good day ma" I greeted the posh-looking woman that was wearing a pink suit gown with its jacket.
"Hello, call me Mrs Mclaren" she said and reached out for a hand shake. I shook her hand with a wide grin plastered on my face.
"And good day to you Mr Mclaren " I greeted the person standing by her side
"No, I'm just her driver, Dave" he said and also stretched his hand out for a hand shake, I took it gladly but was still confused because that Dave guy didn't look like a driver at all, he looked just as posh.
"So let's get straight to the matter 'cause I have a meeting to attend by 4:oopm" Mrs Mclaren said and then began "so I'll be needing your babysitting services for my son, Jason and his sister, Raile, but the only problem is that they are going to California and I don't really know if you travel in your job."
"I'd love to go anywhere for the job" I replied. We discussed the amount of money I was going to get per week, trust me, it was really huge.
"You're leaving tomorrow" Mrs Mclaren declared "and you have to come to ours this night. Dave will be coming to pick you up" Mrs Mclaren said as she got up from our old rocky couch, and so did Dave.
"Thanks a lot Mrs Mclaren" my mum appreciated, going in for a hand shake. The name seemed so familiar, but I couldn't seem to place it.
"Thank you" I also said and she left. Mum began to scream loudly and I did what I always do- cover my ears and go to my room. I was excited too, but the only difference was that I didn't show it the way mum did. I got my box and began packing my things I call clothes but mum doesn't. I love wearing baggy clothes and I can't remember ever owning a dress. Well, I packed them, got my phone and dialled Becca's number.
"Hey Becca" I called
"Hello" she said in a panicking voice and then I knew exactly what happened - she was looking for her famous pink Romantic nail polish.
"What's up with you Becca" I asked and here it came-
"I'm looking for my famous pink Romantic nail polish, and Bobby isn't helping matters at all " she yelled over the phone. Bobby was her little chihuahua. I couldn't believe i was staying away from my best friend for the whole summer.
" okay check the bathroom" I said knowing that it's always there
" oh yeah....found it"
"So Becca I got a babysitting job through out summer" I said, I could hear her scream from the other side of the phone "but the bad news is that, I am going for the whole summer and it's not here but it's in cali". I couldn't hear anything from the other side the phone
"Okay...so when are you going?" she asked, I knew it was going to crush her heart the more, but I had to tell her.
"Tomorrow, but am going to her house any moment from now". The thing was that, apart from my mum, Becca is the most special person to me. I don't care about any one else apart from those two.
"Alright then, take care of yourself there and.... don't get a new best friend over there" Becca said and hung up. She doesn't like saying good bye. I understood her very well so it didn't bother me
"Mitchy!" Mum yelled from the living room
"What!" I yelled back
"Dave is here" she completed. I replied her with an 'okay' and quickly slipped into a baggy top and dance shorts before sprinting down stairs with my luggage in my hands.
"Set" I exclaimed when I got down. Dave gave me a smirk and led me to the car after greeting my mum a thousand and one times. She was even crying.
Dave was very husky and fit, and he looks sleek in his tux, and he still doesn't look like a driver.
"All set Mitchy?" Dave asked grabbing my box from my hand
"Yeah, sure Dave" and I was off.

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