Felicia Walker is one of the most popular girls in school. A tall, curvaceous, redhead, she's also a member of the cheerleading squad. She can be extremely ditzy at times, but she's well meaning and does surprisingly well in most of her classes. She's not very good at math and science, but that's what she has Ollie for.
Oliver "Ollie" Jones is one of the smartest kids in school, typical nerd. His one close friend is the equipment manager of the football team, who's select members have a tendency to pick on him. He's known Felicia since grade school, and has been tutoring her for years. She (and everyone else) is surprised that he's never taken up her offer to sleep with him (like many others have). It's not that Oliver isn't attracted to Felicia (everyone is), he just isn't one for sleeping around, not that he cares that Felicia does it.
The pressure of school and a shaky home life eventually get to Ollie, leading Felicia to comfort him the only way she knows how...
WARNING! Story contains adult language, sexual situations, abuse, and bullying. Reader discretion is advised.
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"You better not tell anyone about this."
"Aw why not? I'm sure your fandom of desperate girls would love to know that their precious prince charming needs a babysitter." I smile innocently back at his death glare.
"I'm serious, nerd. I could make your life hell."
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Marnie Jones is an ordinary 11th grader. Her only intentions are to get good grades and save money for college with her babysitting job. Everything is going to plan. Until she gets a job babysitting the high school bad boy, Zeke Blakely.
The two come from complete different social groups, and Marnie automatically hates Zeke and his big ego and cocky attitude.
He's a player. He's dangerous. He's reckless.
She's safe with an overthinking problem.
As the two are seen hanging around school together, attention gets drawn to Marnie. Which she hates. But she also catches the eye of a handsome jock, too.
And why, you ask, does a 17 year old boy need a babysitter?
You'll have to read to find out.
WARNING: contains vulgar language and mature scenes.