THE BABYSITTER'S A VAMPIRE!

Rosalie takes up a babysitting job...and the children are less than pleasant.

Rosalie did a little dance.

"After I put some adds in the paper, and my name in the phonebook...I got a job!" She said with glee.

"That's nice Rosalie." Carlisle said.

"A family in Port Angeles called and asked if I could come tommorrow, and another asked about next week!" She flashed the brightest smile.

I walked to their door and rang the doorbell.

"Coming!" A female voice yelled. I heard shuffling, kicking, and children screaming coming ffrom inside the house.

"Hi!" The woman swung the door open and greeted me.

"I'm so glad you could come! Please, come in!" She said, out of breath. I walked in. Three children sat quietly on the couch.

"These are my children Annie, April, and Terrence, my oldest daughter Blair is upstairs doing her homework. Annie and April are five, Terrence is eight, and Blair is thirteen...bye!" She ran out and closed the door behind her. I sat on the couch between the kids. Annie scooted towards me and held my hand.

"Hi...what's your name?"

"Rosalie, what do you guys want to do today?"

"Come play tag with us."

"No, come play dolls."

"She doesn't wanna play dolls, let's play a different game!"

"Let's play makeover!"

"Ooh yeah!"

"No, let's play with the water guns!"

"No, last time I got my hair wet!"

"Why can't we play tag?"

"Because I don't like tag!"

"Let's go play outside!"

"Have you ever been bitten by a snake, Rosalie?"

"Or a bee?" They all yelled in a rush. My phone vibrated, I looked down at it, it was a text from Emmett. It read.

hey rose, are the kids demons or saints?

Emmett

Don't know yet...I replied.

"Who was that?"

"Was it a boy?"

"Can I read?"

"Lemme see!"

"I wanna go outside!"

"Play tag now!"

"Nap time!" I yelled over their noise.

Blair POV

Stupid babysitter...I don't need a babysitter. I'm old enough to BE a babysitter! I threw the pencil I was working with at the wall. I sighed and rolled over on my bed. I looked out my window. A blonde girl(who I assumed was my babysitter) was watching my siblings play. I opened my window slightly and went and picked up the pencil I threw across the room. I aimed at her head and threw the pencil...what she did next scared the crap out of me...she caught it and looked up to face my window. She gave me a look I couldn't quite decifer.

I slammed my window closed and layed back on my bed...that girl's a freak...a freak with good reflexes...but still a freak.