The Saint and The Devil

A Proposition

Lauren could already hear the kids inside the classroom before she had even opened the door and when she did the noise seemed to triple. There were two big square tables at the bag covered in a plastic sheet, one with paints on it and the other with playdough, surrounding them about a dozen children. Leading up to the tables, littered on the floor were toys, legos and children. Of course the walls of the classroom were filled with colourful posters, some counted to 20 and had addition and subtraction signs on it while others had the alphabet and were surrounded by simple words like 'dog' and 'cat'.

Lauren's eyes scanned the room in what seemed like slow motion taking in the other children until she was met with the face of her own. He of course had bright green eyes, slightly curly dark brown hair, long black eyelashes, and pale skin. He was playing with another little boy named Niki. Lauren watched her vision still seeming to be in slow motion as the truck and dinosaur crashed together, TJ with the truck and Niki with the dinosaur. The hits becoming harder and harder until Niki slipped and punched TJ in the face with his dinosaur while TJ's truck was dropped onto Niki's head.

Then suddenly her world was back to normal and she rushed towards her little boy, scooping him up. The two boys were both crying by now one holding his eye the other the back of his head. She cradled her own whispering calming shush noises while rocking him back in forth to try and calm him down while the teacher had Niki in her grip asking if he was alright and rubbing his arm to try and settle the boy.

The teacher then told her she could take them from here as the boys had stopped crying and only small sniffles could be heard from them now. She watched concerned as her boy was taken out of her arms by the hand and lead off to what she assumes to be the sick bay. Lauren didn't really know what to do with herself after that until her eyes landed on the small poster filled with jobs that parents can volunteer for. She walked over there and put her name down for the rest of them (only two jobs had been taken), not noticing the other parents' eyes on her as they talked about her amongst themselves.

"Ugh I'm not sure if I admire her or hate her" Richelle started. She had long black hair plaited, brown skin and a slight Indian accent.

"Me neither. How is she able to look so flawless, energetic and happy. Heather, Lucas and Clifford was with Rodger last night and I still have purple bags under my eyes." Another stay at home mum, Karen, added. Karen was a blonde and pale women who has divorced her partner a few years after her third child.

"I totally can't stand that bounce in her step. How does she manage to be so perfect all the time especially running that youtube channel. I don't think I know anyone else who can be so perky at eight in the morning." Juan, a gay Latino stay at home dad continued the conversation. The three of them kept talking about how they couldn't believe Lauren always seemed to be completely relaxed, gorgeous and untired all the time until they were briefly stopped by the reentering of the African American teacher.

"Lauren you should leave a job for Mrs Cabello." The teacher said knowing it was very unlikely for the woman to actually complete the task but was sure that Lauren would do it if need be.

"Oh sure. I can tell her about it when she comes to pick up Niki" Lauren cheerfully replied oblivious to the snickers of the other parents that were confident Camila wouldn't give her the time of day.

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Thirty-minutes later Lauren was ushering little TJ outside of the kindergarten when she saw the dark blue masserati rain prisk park a few metres away. It was like a scene from a movie. The car door opened and a long leg clothed in dark blue slacks that ended in black high heels appeared first, followed by a tan hand  decorated by a diamond ring reached out and was placed on the top of the car door. The scene then continued when the first two limbs were used to push off and the rest of the stunning female appeared.

Brunetre hair whipped in the wind as a hand came up to slide black aviator sunglasses to the perch on the top of that gorgeous head. Model worthy legs started to strut towards Lauren and all she could do was admire.

Then soft plum lips opened slightly as a high but raspy voice filled the widowed mother.

"Niki! Come on mummy doesn't want to miss liquor time." The boy in question stepped out from behind Lauren and stood his ground when he replied.

"No! I wanna play with TJ more." He demanded, dragging out the last word into a whine.

"Baby can't you just hang out some other time it's been a long day at work for your mummy?" Camila sighed slightly knowing she wasn't going to win this battle with the face of determination he had on.

"NOOOO! I WANNA PLAY DATE NOW!" He screamed causing a few people to look their way. Aware of this  Lauren decided to intervene.

"Um hello. I'm TJ's mum, Lauren." The mother said earning her a raised eyebrow from the cuban-mexican. "And if it's alright with you then I would love to look after Niki while they have a playdate. I can drive them over to my house and drop him off afterwards?"

"Thank you but I think It's best we have it at mine saves me the trouble of driving to and from." Camila smiled slightly a little taken back by the young mothers kindness, surprised to see that trait after the long day at work with her shitheads she calls her co-workers.

"Perfect. You lead the way."

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A/n Eh a little late but oh well.