A Babysitter's Nightmare

Chapter 4

[Craig--->]

On my way to class a really nice girl bumped into me. We had the same first period so, I followed her. She has a really nice smile, I think she likes me.

The late bell had rung and we both raced to class laughing but got silent as soon as we got into the classroom. Everybody was starring at us. In my mind, i was just like, "Don't mind the cute boy who just walked in the room, do not be alarmed by the swag." until Mr. Bachman yelled at Andrea.

"You're late, young woman." He said as she stopped in front of him.

"Nah, I'm early, man, I know I'm late. What are you on?" she said, I stood in between them.

"Sorry, Mr. Bachman, its my fault we're late. I couldn't find the class." I winked at Andrea as Mr. Bachman went back to his desk, he look real racist, but I ignored it.

"Very well. Take a seat, class has begun." he wacked the desk with a pointing stick as me and Andrea headed to the very back of the class.

"What'd you do that for?" she asked, dropping her pencil on purpose.

"You look like you've had a rough morning, you don't need anything else to ruin the rest of the day." I smile, pretending to look for something in my backpack. She blushed, yep, she likes me.

"Thanks." she said, smiling and Mr. Bachman heard it.

"NO TALKING!" he smacked the desk with the pointer stick again and I jumped as a kid from the first row passed me a worksheet.

"Thanks." I said, passing a note to Drea, asking "What's wrong?".

She sent it back, in cursive, explaining that her parents are pressuring her into getting a job. I replied explaining the fact that I could wait to move out because of my mom's rude and impatient behavior. She finished agreeing and we both agreed that we needed to get to work on the worksheet.

Every now and then, she'd smile at me and whenever she was about to catch me starring at her I'd look away. I guess I kind like her.