"Mom! How long till he is here?!" I yelled down stairs to my mom. I was still in the shower and I didn't want him to arrive whilst I still was. Oh, by the way, he is my new babysitter. I still don't get why he is coming, I mean, I am not an 8 year old anymore, I am 16. I don't need a babysitter.
My mom is staying in New Zealand for a work trip - for a month - and this guy is apparently my mom's friend's son, so my mom trusts him with me and my younger brother - for a whole month. "In 25 minutes, Vikki!" She yelled back up to me. "Kk, thanks!"
I took my towel and dried my body with it. I had started to work out when I was only 11, and I am apparently 'fit' according to the fuck boys in my school. I am, yes, comfortable with body and appearance, but not when they are around.
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I walked up to the closet and saw a pair of ripped shorts and my grey crop top. "I'll just wear this..." I muttered under my breath.
I ran downstairs as the door bell rang. I opened the door and- HOLY SHIT WHY IS HE MY BABYSITTER AND NOT A FUCKING MODEL!!! There stood the most holy guy I have ever seen in my life. "Hey, are you Vikki?" He said in a low voice. How more attractive can anyone be? " Yeah, I am. Come on in! " I smiled. When he was in front of me, and he couldn't see, my jaw dropped to the floor.
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