The babysitter

Chapter 1

*At school*

    "Hey Diani, you going to the welcome back party tonight?" My bestfriend, Flora asked.

    "When am I not at a party?" I responded.

    "I thought your parents caught you sneaking out last time and you got grounded?"

    "When has being 'grounded' ever stopped me? I'm just gonna sneak out again, and they won't catch me this time because they're leaving tonight for their trip to Miami."

                 *Ding,Ding*

    "Oh shit that's perfect. Alright I'll call you later when I get home so we can plan our outfits," Flora said as she ran to last period.

    "Okay, perfe-" I couldn't even finish my sentence because someone rudely ran into me.

    "Holy shit! I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" a deep, unfamiliar voice yelped as they reached their hand out to help me off the floor.

    "Damn, that hurt. Yeah I'm fine, watch where you're going next time." I replied as I grabbed their hand to help myself up. As they were helping me up I looked at their face and wow. He's so hot.

    "Yeah sorry about that, I'm new so I was trying to find my class before the late bell rings. If you're not hurt or anything, I'll get going." He said with the cutest smile as he at me with his cute sparkly eyes.

    ~Ew, what am I thinking. I just need to get to class now, he just made me late.. Ugh, I do NOT want to hear Mr. Dawson bitch at me~

    "I'm good you can go to class. Thanks for helping me up, hope you find your class," I managed to say as he started walking away.

*In last period*

    "Ms.Gonzalez, you're late. Again.." Mr.Dawson sighed. "Get in your seat now, you already missed enough and you're far behind."

   ~What the hell, class literally started 5 minutes ago and everyone is still talking.. How could I have missed anything? He really does not like me and I've only been in this class for 2 days now~

    Anyways, I sat down in my seat all the way in the back corner. Just how I like it, alone. I grabbed out my matte black notebook and my hot pink pencil and started writing the notes on the board. I hate psychology class, like it's not even what I expected when I signed up for this stupid class. I thought I was gonna learn about how people think and how to manipulate people. But all we're doing is learning vocabulary and scientific terms. Booooriiing. I can't wait to-

*Diiiiiiing*

    "All right class, that's all. Hope you got all 24 slides written down and get ready for the homework I will posting on Microsoft Teams tonight, there are 3 sheets and I want them all turned in by Sunday 11:59pm. Or you're already going to start off this class with an F."

    All the students groaned and sighed but I didn't really care. I may be a partier and I like to have fun, but that doesn't ever affect my classes. I have to have good grades or my parents will actually give me real consequences. Which means no partying at all, and that would be shitty. So right after the party tonight, I'm gonna do all my homework because this is my last year and I'm gonna make sure I keep my honor student streak.

"Ms.Gonzalez, please stay after class for me"

And there it is. I knew he was gonna bitch at me some more. I wonder what it is now. As long as he doesn't call my parents or anything, I'm fine.

"Why were you late?"

"Well when the first bell rang, I was on my way to class and some kid bumped in-"

"I don't want to hear these shit excuses anymore, you were late yesterday and you were late today. I'm calling your parents and telling them that this is a constant thing now so they can have a talk about it with you" he bitched at me.

"Are you serious?! Yesterday was the first day of school so everyone was late and I have a legitame excuse for today, it wasn't even my fault"

"Again Ms.Gonzalez, I don't want to hear these shit excuses. I'm calling your parents so they can deal with you, end of discussion"

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I snapped. "I didn't do absolutely shit and you're trying to snitch on me to my parents.. You're a teacher learn how to fucking do your job. You don't even get payed enough to worry about me being 5 minutes late to this dumb ass class when it wasn't even my fault. You know what. Whatever, fuck this."

"I- Ms.Gonzale-"

I walked out the door before he could say anything else. I should've just stood shut and let him call my parents like any other kid would have, but since he wants to call over something that was not my fault, I'll give him a reason to snitch.