Alright, so the other day I was talking to one of my best friends about our glorious days in High School. And then, we remembered how much we loved our senior year. Not only because we were graduating and getting the hell away from that shithole, but because our school made us do community service.

Now, I don't know how it is in your countries, but where I am from, you need to fulfil 80 hours of community service if you want to graduate. There are couple of activities that my school offered, I chose Welcoming Duty which meant that I had to help the little kids get out of their parents car, walked them through the parking lot and make sure they entered into the school's building safe and sound.

Sounds boring, right? But I can assure you. It was not.

I wrote this as a one shot, but if you guys really like it, I can continue it during summer or once I finish any of my other stories - so let me know!

Hugs,

Mara

I had always liked kids, until they turned ten years old, then they were annoying as hell. But little kids, with their big eyes that look at you as if you were some kind of a hero, and asked you things, and were always interested in your explanations or in your stories? I loved them. I enjoyed babysitting my sister's baby, she was my princess, and she had me wrapped around her finger. I didn't mind, though, I knew I would always be Cool Aunt Regina. Being around kids always made my days better, that was one of the reasons I had signed up for Welcoming Duty.

As seniors, we have to finish some hours of community service in order to graduate from high school. Only seniors that were always extremely early were allowed to apply for Welcoming Duty. Luckily, my father, who dropped Kathryn and me everyday in school, had to be at work at 8 a.m, so we were always in the school's ground before 7:45 a.m. Kathryn had taken this activity with me for God knows what reason, but I guess it was better to do it with my best friend than with someone as annoying as Mary Margaret.

Our job was easy and quite fun. We had to help the little kids from pre-school or elementary school to get out of their parents' cars and walk them towards the school. It hadn't always been like that, but four or five years ago a kid was ran over by his parent, who didn't see him crossing in front of the car. The kid didn't die, but the school's headmaster had decided to establish Welcoming Duty to avoid situations like that one in the future.

"Look, the moon is still up," Kathryn said pointing at the white dot in the morning sky and taking me off my thoughts, "There should be a law that says that as long as the moon is visible, we shouldn't be in school,"

I chucked at her suggestion, "Kathryn, the moon has highly reflective surface and it is close to the Earth so it can be visible during the day, it was nothing to do with being too early," I explained, science was my passion.

"Well, thank you, Nerdgina," my best friend rolled her eyes. Nerdgina was the name that Kathryn had given me years ago, she called me like that when I went into my 'All smart-ass' mode - her words, not mine.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes. Kathryn had always been my best friend, but we had completely different ideas of what we wanted in life. I wanted to go to Med School, find a loving husband, become a doctor and eventually a mother. Kathryn wanted to party her way through Economics at the local university and reach something she called 'The Silver Sixty,' which meant that had to sleep with sixty men, before she reached her midlife crisis. Then her new goal would be something like 'Gold Granny' or something along those lines.

"Why are you even doing this?" I asked her as I helped one girl out of the car, "You hate kids, and you hate waking up early, I'm sure you could come to school with someone else,"

She waited until I walked the girl to school to reply to my question, "Obviously I do it for the DILFs,"

"The DILFs?"

"Dads I'd like to fuck," she explained matter-of-factly, as if I wouldn't know the meaning of the word. "And speaking of DILFs, look who's coming!" Kathryn screams in excitement and points the green Jeep that has just made its way into our high school's parking. "Sexy Pappa numero uno! It is my turn to help Roland out!"

"You do know what you can see him better from this side of the road and if I am the one taking Roland out, right?" I asked.

"Point taken," she said walking towards my spot and pushing me off it.

The push took me by surprise, and if the person that was driving towards us wouldn't have pulled the brake fast enough, the car would have hit me.

"ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?!" I yelled at her, not even stopping to see if I was truly alright, or if the driver and the kid in the car were fine. "YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME! SERIOUSLY!" I could feel the adrenaline rushing through my body, my hands were shaking and my heart was beating faster than when I do sports.

Kathryn didn't say anything. She just shifted her gaze from me towards the driver. I shook my head in disbelief and walked towards the co-pilot's door to help the kid out. Kathryn was still silent, it was not like Kathryn to stay quiet, but I couldn't care less if she was embarrassed or felt guilty, she should know better than go pushing people on a parking lot.

I closed my eyes and swallowed before opening the door "Hey!" I said with the biggest smile I could pull off after almost being ran over.

To my surprise Roland jumped into my arms, "'Gina! Daddy almost run you!" he said.

I slightly nodded at the four old kid couple of times without saying a word, partly because I was still too shaken by the incident, and partly because Roland was probably one of the cutest kid on earth, and he had jumped into my arms as if I was his aunt or favourite teacher. Roland was one of the only kids that knew my name, I had told it to him on his first day of school because he didn't want to go out of the car, and he had memorised it. I felt his little arms hugged me tightly.

"I happy that he didn't," he said, "Your my favorit old girl,"

"Well, thank you," I said smiling like an idiot, "You are my favourite little boy too, but don't tell anyone,"

Roland put one of his little fingers against my lips, "Top secret," he said with a grin, "Bye, daddy!" the kid told her father as he fought to get down from my arms.

"Easy there, Roland!" Roland's father said, "I think we have already startled this young girl enough for today,"

Girl. Young Girl. That hurt more than it was supposed to hurt, more than it should hurt.

"It's ok," I said, "It was not even your fault," I added, looking into his beautiful, blue, eyes.

I shook my head. 'What is wrong with you, Regina!' I mentally scolded myself.

"Still, I am sorry," he repeated,

"Really, it's alright Mr. Hood,"

"Robin," the man corrected me, "Please, call me Robin. I'm not much older than you,"

I raised an eyebrow. I knew he didn't look old, but he had just called me a girl, he was definitely much older than me.

"I'm twenty-two," he chuckled, "Not that old, I hope,"

Twenty-two?! Roland's father was twenty-two?! That meant he had the kid when he was my age! That was crazy.

"You are definitely younger than what I expected," I heard Kathryn saying from the other side of the car. She winked at me and then turned on her heels and helped a kid out of the car.

"I'm sorry about her," I apologised on behalf of my friend, "You should probably go," I said, not realising that it had sound as if I was trying to get rid of him, "I mean, I need to walk Roland and I need to help Kathryn because I have no idea of what she could do next, and I -,"

"It's alright," he interrupted me with a smile, "It was nice talking to you, Regina," he added, and my heart started beating fast again because he knew my name. "Have a good day,"

I stood in the spot, holding Roland's hand, as Robin turned the engine on and drove away. I stood there until I felt Roland trying to ran away.

"Hey! What are you so excited about?" I asked as we walked towards the school.

"Toy Thursday!" he said excitedly. "Bye Regina!" the kid added before he ran off, deep into the preschool.

I watched him run off, feeling a phantom of his hand holding mine. A smile appeared on my face. He was the cutest kid on Earth.

"It was nice talking to you, Regina," I heard Kathryn imitating a male voice. I turned around and shoot her with my glare. "You are angry with me?! You talked to the hottest dad in town because of me!" she said shocked, pointing to herself. "He knows your name because of me,"

"I'm pretty sure he knows my name because Roland knows my name," I corrected her, "And yes, I am angry at you! What if he hadn't stop the car on time?!"

"He would have visited you at the hospital!" Kathryn replied, "It's not like you can die if a car driving at 20 kilometres per hour hits you!"

"And you would know that because you only have A+ in physics," I teased her.

"Fuck you, Nergina!" was her only reply, as she gently hit me with her elbow and we returned to our Welcoming Duty duties.

Well, today had started as an interesting day.