R E J E C T S

CH.7: I DON'T NORMALLY DO THIS

*CHER'S POV*

"No way! He really said that?" I conversed with Rob over the phone the next morning.

It was a Sunday which means that I get to just roll around in bed for as long as I want.

"Uh-huh. I told him that I'd think about his 'threesome' offer but at the back of my mind was like 'Are you for real?' As if I'd say yes! Well, unless he's Leonardo DiCaprio..."

I can't help but giggle at what he said.

"Oh, and I sort of HAD to tell him that you're gay under some circumstances." He added.

"That's a funny one."

"So you don't mind... at all?" He asked.

"Nah. Who gives a damn anyway? I know I don't." I shrugged even though I knew that he couldn't see me doing so.

"Girl, you are so rad!" He praised.

"I know---"

And then the call ended all of a sudden...

"What the f*ck?"

Followed by a voicemail saying that I haven't paid my phone bills yet for this month and so they had to cut off my calls!

Holy crap.

"I need to get a job." I said to myself.

Apparently, the money that Rob's been paying me only covers my apartment bills and groceries.

Before this, I had a real part-time job as a waitress working the night shift at a nearby bar but then I got fired for picking a fight with a bunch of jerks.

So the question is, what job can I get on a Sunday?

******

"So I've listed our home security system code right here and our phone numbers for you to call in case of emergencies." Mrs. Payne handed me a piece of paper.

I was just walking around the neighborhood when this lady grabbed me inside her house, asking if I was a qualified babysitter and of course I said yes.

I mean, it's like a job just fell off from the sky while I was looking for one. A lucky break, I suppose.

"Don't let strangers get in okay? Or any other suspicious people." She added.

"Got it." I nodded.

"We'll be back by 8 pm from our business trip so you can go home by then." Mr. Payne said.

"Okay. All I have to do is watch over your son and make sure that he doesn't go out of the house, right?" I clarified.

"Yes but I don't think that'll be a problem for you, dear because he seldom gets out of his room. He plays an awful lot of video games." Mrs. Payne shook her head.

"So where is this 'son' of yours that I need to babysit for the whole day?" I asked as politely as possible.

"Hold on. Liam! Get your ass down here now! Your mum and I are leaving..." Mr. Payne shouted.

"I'm coming!" A teenage boy right about my age came rushing down the stairs who looked just as shocked as I was when we made eye contact.

"Mum, how many times do I have to tell you that I DON'T need a babysitter?! You're doing it again." He sounded rather frustrated.

"It's not your call to make, Liam James. Bye now!" Mrs. and Mr. Payne rushed out before I could even make a comment.

What the hell?

I was expecting to babysit a 4 year old or something...

"..." Awkward silence.

"God, this is embarrassing." He mumbled to himself.

"Uh... hi. I'm Cher." I greeted.

"Hello. I'm sorry about that. My parents still haven't gotten over the fact that I've hit puberty already."

"That's alright I guess..." As long as I have my pay by the end of the day, it's all good.

All I can think about is earning some cash right now to cover for my phone bills.

"Um... I should probably get back to my room now to continue my game." He excused himself.

"Can I watch?"

"What? Oh, um, I guess you can." He said rather awkwardly.

I followed him upstairs to his room.

It's not like I have anything better to do anyway.

******

'Hi.' An unknown number sent me a text message while I was fiddling with my phone on Liam's bed.

I decided to ignore it by shutting my phone off.

Liam was sitting on the floor beside the bed playing the game 'Halo' for quite some time now.

Three hours later, I got bored while watching him play the same game on and on.

"Hey, aren't you hungry by now? I mean, it's almost 1 and we still haven't eaten lunch yet." I stated.

"Oh yeah, right. Do you know how to cook? If you don't then there's just food in the fridge that you could heat up." He said with his eyes still glued on the screen.

"Okay. What do you want?" I asked.

"Anything will do."

I went down the stairs then made my way to the kitchen.

Their fridge was basically filled with all kinds of food unlike mine which is almost empty.

I took the spaghetti and chicken out then heated it in the microwave.

Then I grabbed the chocolate cake out as well and the Caesar salad plus some orange juice.

How can I NOT take advantage of their food when I have a big appetite?

I hurried back to his room carrying a tray full of food of my choice.

He hit the pause button once he saw me struggling my way in.

"You didn't have to bring all the food up here. You could've just called me from downstairs. I mean, I don't want to trouble you and all." At least he's got some manners.

I was actually thinking that he 'might' be a spoiled brat considering his upbringing but I stand corrected.

"Trust me, it's no trouble at all when food's involved." I love eating.

"Let me go get the juice downstairs." I added after placing the tray beside him on the floor.

"No, let me get it." He got up first then I followed suit but then I tripped over his game controller and then BAM!

The next thing you know, I was on top of him on the floor...

"You know, I don't normally do this." I said out of nowhere.

"Me too." He gulped.

"I was talking about babysitting... what were you thinking about?" I had a teasing smirk on my face.

"Oh. Um, nothing." He looked away.

For some reason, I find it rather entertaining... making him squirm uncomfortably under me.