Hi! So my latest obsession is this Kpop group called Teen Top. I'm not so sure if all of the facts are right, but if there are some incorrections just tell me and I'll be happy to fix them. :) So, here we go.
* Five years ago*
Nine-year-old Jaymie Huff sat alone at her kitchen table drawing. She waited for her new babysitter to arrive. Her mom, the Hollywood agent, paced back and forth talking into a cell phone. Her father, the wealthy doctor, was working late as he was most of the time. Jaymie stayed to herself most of the time and didn't really like her babysitters. She had went through at least five in the last two months. Her parents? They rarely paid any attention to her. Mom was alwas working with a client, traveling. Dad was always at the hospital, doing paperwork and surgeries. Tonight, of all nights, her mom was going to the recording studio with her new client and her dad, like always, was at work. Jaymie waited for her mother to say something to her. To show any sign of remembering what today was. Why? Because today was Jaymie Huff's ninth birthday.
Finally, the front door opened. Her mom groaned with annoyance. She told whoever she was talking to on the cell phone she'd be there soon. Mrs. Huff hung up and called Jaymie to the door. The young, curly-haired girl skipped to where she was meeting her brand new babysitter. Jaymie looked up at him. He didn't seem to older than her, maybe just a few years. His eyes were small and brown. She noticed they were just like a girl in her class who came from China, so she assumed he was Asian. He was also quite short. The boy bit his lip and there were tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.
"It's about time," Mrs. Huff muttered, "Jaymie this is Lee Byunghun, your new babysitter." Jaymie scrunched her nose.
"I can't say that." She said plainly. Lee Byunghun chuckled and bent over to her height, which didn't require much bending.
"What would you like to call me, then?"His English wasn't very good. Jaymie narrowed her eyes. None of her babysitters asked her what they would like to be called. They just said to call them 'Mr.' or 'Mrs.'. She was a taken aback.
"I-I don't know...We'll work on it though!" He smiled down at the perky eyed girl. Mrs. Huff rolled her eyes.
"Well, I've got to go. I'm late already. Bye, Jaymie. Love you." She said half heartedly as started to exit the house. Jaymie waited for a 'Happy Birthday', but it never came and her little heart broke in two. She brushed it off and looked up at her sitter.
"Wanna go up to my playroom and play doctor?"
"Sure." He grinned at her innocence.
Jaymie lead him upstairs to her playroom which was overflowed with toys. She sat him down and told him to stay there while she bounded to her father's room and put on his doctors jacket which was much to big for her. Her sitter giggled as she entered, tripping over her dad's coat. She grabbed her fake doctors kit and grabbed her fake stethescope and the a toy needle.
"Now, what seems to be the problem?" She said in her grown-up voice.
"I don't know, Dr. Huff. I don't feel very well." He tried really hard not to smile, but failed. She put the stethtescope's headphones in her ears and put the circular part to his chest.
"Hmm...Heartbeat sounds good. Open wide and say 'aahh' " She picked up her tiny flashlight she kept in there and waited for him to open his mouth. Once he did, she turned on the light and gasped.
"Oh, no! You have have strep throat!"
He put on a pretend shocked face. "Is there anything you can do, Doc?"
Jaymie grabbed her toy needle and said, "This will make it all better." She put the toy to his arm and pressed down the handle. He pretended to flinch but then smiled.
"Thank you. I feel so much better now." Jaymie smiled. None of her babysitters played with her before. The girl sitters usually sent her up to her room and talked on the phone and the boy sitters usually let her do whatever and invite their girlfriends over...and did dirty things. She skipped over to where she kept her sweets and grabbed a lollipop.
"Here you go. For being such a good patient!"
"Thank you so much for the lollipop." Jaymie scrunched her nose.
"Sorry, what was that?"
"I said, thank you for the lollipop." Jaymie thought for a second. He said lollipop like rorripop. "Why do you talk like that?" Most people would be offended, but Lee Byunghun didn't really care. After all, she was only nine and she didn't know any better.
"I'm from Korea." Jaymie's eyes lit up.
"Really? That's so cool! Can you teach me Korean? I can teach you how to say your L's better!"
He smiled. "Of course." She clapped her hands and pulled off her stethoscope.
"I'm bored with doctor. Let's play dolls." Her sitter nervously chuckled and followed her to the other corner of the room where an enormous dollhouse stood. Jaymie picked up a boy doll and a girl doll. She gave him the boy doll and she kept the girl doll.
"Here, mine's Emily. She's twenty years old and she likes mini golf. What's yours"
Lee Byunghun rumaged his head for a personality. "Uh, well, he's twenty years old and he's an average Joe..."
"Average Joe..." Jaymie repeated. She gasped. "That's it!" She dropped her dolland started downstairs.
"Jaymie? Jaymie, where are you going?" He called after her. He ran after her to find that she had gone to the kitchen where she was drawing earlier. Her supplies were still there and she was scribbling on a piece of paper with a blue crayon. She looked up to see him staring at her.
"Over here!" He went over and sat down beside her. He looked down at the paper where she was scribbling to see four letters.
'L. Joe'
He forrowed his brow. "What's this?"
"It's what I'm going to call you! I can't say your name and it'll help you with your L's and you said your doll was an average Joe, so I came up with this! L. Joe!"
"L. Joe..." He wondered out loud, "I like it."
A slow grin spread across Jaymie's face. "I knew you would. I'm bored again. Wanna watch a movie?"
"Sure."
Jaymie ran over to the DVD player and put in her favorite movie, Harry Potter and the Socerer's Stone. Only a few minutes in the movie Jaymie spoke up.
"L. Joe, how long have you been in California?"
"About a year."
"How old are you?"
"Thirteen. My birthday wasn't too long ago." Her face dropped when she heard the word 'birthday' and L. Joe noticed.
"What's wrong?" A tear came down Jaymie's face.
"Today is my birthday..." L. Joe felt like his heart broke. This little girl's birthday was today and both of her parents had left her with a babysitter. He paused the movie. Jaymie looked up at him with a tear streaked face. He sighed and gave a small smile.
"Got any cake mix?" Jaymie sniffled and grinned. She took him by the hand and led him to the kitchen. There, they made a chocolate cake with vanilla frosting...with a little extra ingredient L. Joe added. Jaymie couldn't wait for it to cool down so while L. Joe wasn't looking, she stuck her hand in the cake and ate it. And it was the best cake she had ever eaten. L. Joe noticed the handprints in the cake and the guilty look on her face but he just giggled and ignored it. When it was completly cooled down, he cut out two slices and sat back down to watch the rest of Harry Potter. Towards the end of the movie L. Joe felt slight pressure on his arm and heard soft snoring. He looked to his arm and saw that Jaymie had fallen asleep. He slowly and gentlely laid her down on the couch. He draped a blanket over her and sat at the kitchen table eating more cake.
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L. Joe and Jaymie Huff quickly became friends afterwards. And yes, L. Joe taught Jaymie bits and pieces of Korean and Jaymie helped L. Joe with his L's. Over time L. Joe accepted his babysitting money not because he wanted to, but because her parents sort of made him. They made thier cake for thier birthdays and holidays and sometimes even just if they wanted to.
He continued to babysit until she was eleven,when he was fired for a small kitchen fire they had. They lost touch shortly after. She still saw him sometimes when she went on walks and he was on the other side of the street. She waved at him everytime, but he just gave a half-hearted smile. She stopped seeing him a few weeks after she turned thirteen and she never heard from him again...
That is until later that year when a girl from her school started obsessing over a new Kpop band called Teen Top.
Well, that was kind of an explaination of things before the story actually started. Yes, I know that's not how L. Joe got his nickname but, that's why they call it fanfiction. I hope you liked it! Thanks for reading!
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