Baby sitter is the term wherein kids appreciate what they do to satisfy their needs....although not all babysitters have to satisfy the child's needs.
What if it's the other way around?
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"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God" I heard Hannah almost screaming as she walked quickly as she could towards me. I was at my locker and putting and removing stuff in it such as books and papers. "Guess who's back in town and throwing a party at their house?" she felt excited at the moment.
"Uhm..." not having a clue on who she was talking about.
"Tracey Matthews" she replied with excitement still.
"No way"
"Yes way"
"Tracey is here? And she's going to have a party at her house?" now I can see why her excitement gets contagious since I've got one right now. For those of you who don't know Tracey, she is one of the most popular girls in school. But instead of being the bitchy kind, she is the nicest and kindest person I've known. She was my lab partner back in 6th grade and since teachers loved pairing us both, which resulted into good grades, we've been together ever since.
But I didn't treat her as one of my close friends since you know the law states that people like me shouldn't be hanging out with people like her. Anyways, Tracey throws these amazing parties and every time she has parties like this, they turn out to be great and memorable at the end.
"Oh my God, I haven't been to Tracey's party ever since Leila Henderson started chugging down every alcohol there is in their mini bar" I heard Hannah reminiscing the time when we went to her party before she left.
"I thought she was still in Africa with her dad?" I asked out of curiosity since she left for 2 months with her dad.
"I thought about that too but I heard that her parents were getting a divorce so her dad stayed in Africa and Tracey's mom wanted her to live here since she didn't want her to get caught with like African rabies or something" Hannah has ears like a bat. Like she can hear everything and can sense anything with her ears. She's crazy but she's still my best friend.
"Wow, it's good to know your ear appointments paid off" since she goes there once a month. I laughed and she just rolled her eyes at me. The school bell rang and we then went off to our classes.
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I searched through my bag for my keys. "Damnit" I know I out the here somewhere. I noticed my watch it was almost 6. "Shit" I cursed under my breath as I was looking for my keys and I was going to be late. I then suddenly felt the door swung open and saw a shirtless guy. But it wasn't just a guy. It was my babysitter. Ugh.
"You know you could just knock or use those things you insert when you want to open a door. What was it again? Oh yeah - a key" Harry had to be sarcastic when I am in the middle of getting ready for the party.
"Harry, I have no time with your sarcasm. I need to get ready for tonight" I went straight inside the house and immediately went up my room. I heard Harry asking me what's going on tonight and before I could speak, I shut the door behind me before he enters my room as I was about to change.
I quickly went to my closet and having trouble in finding the right outfit. I mean, Tracey's parties are like amazing and they were like the highlight every school year and to be honest, I never get to wear cool outfits before but now since I've matured enough, I get to experience what;s it like to think and dress as a girl.
I then ended up with the final look: black fitted top, with a leather jacket over it, the bottom half had like a cartoon vibe but it was a bit leather-y, then matching it off with black heels and a few accessories to go with it.
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