My Naughty Babysitter

Chapter 3

A/N: Fiona (Jennifer Freeman) on side ---------------> 

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Azula POV  

"Here he is now! Azula, this is Tony. Ok, Bye!" With that said, my mom slipped outside.

Tony was dressed in a blue sweater, dark wash jeans, and black Converse. He had a breath taking smile on his face that showed his perfect teeth.

"Hey." He breathed.  

"H-hey." I heard my parents' car pull out of the driveway.  

I knew he heard it too and suddenly his whole aura changed. He stalked over to the living room, taking off his sweater on the way. He threw it on the couch and my mouth dropped.  

He had on a wife-beater that hugged him so you could see his eight pac and his perfect muscles. But that's not what surprised me. What surprised me was that when he took off his sweater, I could see three tattoos; one on his bicep that had some words and another on his back. I couldn't see the whole thing, but from what I could see, it was some kind of dragon or snake thing.  There was another on his chest that said some words in nice cursive. I saw the beginning of it that started on the left side of his chest and then ended on the right side on his chest.

"Can I help you?" He clicked on the TV.  

"Huh?"  

"You're staring."  

I hadn't even realized it. How embarrassing. "Oh! Sorry, it's just that-"  

"Isn't it your bedtime or something, little girl?" He asked in a bored tone.  

"Who the hell are you calling little girl? I'm almost seventeen years old!" I yelled.  

"Wow." He said sarcastically. "I'm twenty-four and I'm the boss so go to bed."  

"Why are you here?"  

He looked at me like I was stupid. "To babysit you." He said in a duh tone.  

I rolled my eyes. "Ok, now tell me the real reason because I know you don't want to be here right now."  

"Uh...easy cash." He replied honestly.  

"Wow. What are you, a thug?"  

"No...well, not necessarily..."  

"Wha- I don't even want to know."  

He looked at me thoughtfully then smirked.  

"What?"  

"Nothing..." He turned away from me but kept a smile on his face. "Well if you're not going to bed then you can come watch TV with me." He patted the spot next to him.  

Was he serious? It was my house! "Of course I can. I know my rights." I went to sit beside him.  

He chuckled at me. "But I'm the babysitter, so you do what I say." His whole expression changed when he said the last part.  

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I do what I want."  

"That's what got me here in the first place. And just so you know, I am allowed to... discipline you if you don't listen to me."  

"Discipline how?"  

He put on a devious face. "That's for me to know and you to find out."  

He was seriously making me nervous but I just shrugged it off. Then I remembered that earlier Ginger had made my favorite dessert: lemon meringue pie with whipped cream. "I'm going to get some pie."