My Naughty Babysitter

Chapter 2

A/N: Dedicated to JosieGirl2388 for commenting her feedback on this story. Thanks! Six spots let as of 4/21.

Pic of Jojo on the side. Yup, she's played by Jojo. >>>>>>>>

Azula POV

"Oh my..." I heard my mother's voice and immediately stopped laughing.

"Shit." Jojo whispered.

"What in the world happened here?" My father looked around in horror. The house was a mess.

"Oh, great." I mumbled.

"Well, explain." My dad tapped his foot and crossed his arms.

Jojo stepped forward. "Well we had this crazy slumber party last night and when we ordered pizza, the delivery guy came in and made a mess. We think it was a prank."

"What about outside?"

"Outside?" We had completely forgotten about outside.

"It's a mess out there! There is toilet paper everywhere and plastic cups lying around!"

Jojo looked panicked. "Oh...we had no idea. It must have been part of the prank..."

"So where is Fiona?" My mother put in. "I know you two would never have a sleep over without her."

"She just left because she was too lazy to clean up." Jojo should've been the last person to call someone lazy.

My parents frowned, obviously not believing her poorly thought out lie.

"Hey, you've got to give her props for trying." I shrugged.

"Goodbye, Jojo."

"Bye, Mr. and Mrs.Vue." She gave me a quick hug and then she was out the door.

"Azula, we are very disapointed in you! We came back early because we wanted to see you but we come back to this mess!" My mom shook her head at me. "Call the maids to finish cleaning. We will discuss your punishment later." They grabbed their suitcases and went up the stairs.

I was in a world of trouble.

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I walked into my parents' room and saw them sitting on their bed with stern looks on their faces. This couldn't be good.

"Azula, we have decided what we are going to do." My mother began.

"What? Bording school?" I giggled; however, my parents did not. They just frowned deeper. "Sorry, just trying to add a little levity to the room."

"Anyways," she continued, "we've decided not to punish you directly." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "We are getting you a baby sitter."

"WHAT?"

"We can't trust you to be home alone. You always get into trouble."

"Why can't Ginger just watch me?"

"Because it's not her job."

"Is bording school still an option?" I mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. This is crazy. I'm sixteen and I'm turning seventeen soon! I already have my license! I don't need a baby sitter!"

"That's another thing...we're going to hold on to your license for a while, ok?"

"What? No way!"

"The decision is final, now go to your room." My dad said, getting up.

"Ugh!" I stomped over to my room and locked the door.