Chapter 3

Sakura's POV

It was hard to focus in English class that day. I didn't understand how such a simple act of peeking at his sketchbook would turn into a whole disaster- even after Sasuke left people were glancing at me throughout the whole class; I was practically hiding behind Hinata for that duration.

I mean, how could it happen? Am I just really stupid or do I just have really bad luck? And I never knew students could be so… rabid when it comes to Sasuke and popularity.

Anyways, I was unusually quiet at lunch because of this. My friends knew it too, they all gave me wary looks, though I guess they were too uncomfortable to say anything about it.

Earlier that lunch

I saw Sasuke walking in the hall after I got out of class. He was alone (which is very rare), probably going to the cafeteria. I walked up to him, hoping to apologize about making him angry. I knew he wasn't the most sociable person, but it's better safe than sorry.

"Sasuke?" I asked timidly, and cautiously approached him. He looked at me with glazed, blood-shot eyes. What was wrong with him? I started to fiddle nervously with the hem of my shirt.

"Um, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for what happened earlier in art class and I'm-"

"Fuck off." He stated bluntly.

"Uh, I'd just like to say that I'm sorry about the whole sketchbook thing" I said, my voice waning at his reply. Is he this rude to everyone?

His only response was to glare at me, so I continued, "I know it wasn't even my place to be looking through it, and I know it was my fault that everyone saw it and that it got ruined and I know it was your property and I should have asked, but I didn't know that the whole class would start rioting, you know? It got way out of proportion and I don't know if…" I paused; Sasuke was acting a little odd, was he even listening to what I was saying?

"I don't know if…" I was about to continue- and I took a step forward to try and regain his attention- but as soon as I moved, he stumbled backwards.

"I…" he started, looking at me, though it seemed as if his eyes weren't focusing- as if I wasn't really there. "told you to fuck off." He finally continued, his eyes now trying so hard to focus on me.

I figured it out now- the unfocused, blood shot eyes- he was high. It changed a lot about the situation we were in- I've never talked to someone that was high before, so I had no idea how to handle him. Well, at least his odd behavior had reason, but who would be so stupid to get high and then go back to school?

I stood there facing Sasuke for at least a full minute while he looked around, trying to hub his vision, swaying ever so slightly.

"Um, maybe you should-" the moment he heard my voice his eyes darted to my face, and then a 'heh' escaped from his lips as he tried to stumble pass me.

"Sasuke-" some sort of instinct or something ran through me and at that moment I turned to grab his arm, maybe to get him to really listen to me, or maybe I was just concerned about his well-being.

I flinched at the contact with his bare skin and the glare that came along with it. Faster than I was expecting, his hand flung out and knocked mine away, my other hand went to my heart in shock.

"Fuck off." He said slowly, forcefully, and then continued walking down the hall, breathing out a "bitch" as he turned away. I stood, frozen, and watched him until he turned a corner. I was trying to fight the tears in my eyes as I thought to put together what exactly just happened.

Back to the present

Finally, Hinata took the risk.

"Um, S-Sakura? You seem awfully q-quiet t-today." She stated, though it sounded more like a question.

"I'm just not feeling well, I guess." And I bet it looked like it too, I'm usually more animated. Plus, I didn't even sympathize or anything with Ino when she complained her schedule had to be changed and she was switched out of my biology class. I think if I weren't so zoned out, I would have said something triumphant about how I would get more alone time with Sasuke because Ino wasn't there.

But I wasn't in the mood which Hinata caught onto, and seeing as I wouldn't have an angry outburst, she continued, "Maybe y-you should go h-home."

I though about that for a moment. If I went home, then I wouldn't have to see Sasuke in Spanish class. It's sort of funny, how before I would want to be near Sasuke, but today, I wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

"Yeah, I think I might go home." I answered, and then pulled out my cell phone dialing then my Dad's number.

The phone rang and then a voice answered, I'm guessing the secretary. "Atlantic Beach Corporation, how may I help you?"

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In the end, I was allowed to go home, I just had to sound sick on the phone, and my Dad approved.

I was paranoid, walking through the hallway, afraid that I would see Sasuke again. I must have looked paranoid too, because, as I walked past the cafeteria, Naruto jogged up beside me. That immediately changed my somber mood, and I relaxed a little.

"Hey Sakura, you feeling alright?"

"Um, yeah, just feeling a little sick," I replied as the butterflies in my stomach decided to come out and play, "I'm going home now."

"Oh, well I can walk you to your car!" he replied- I should get sick more often if it means Naruto is involved.

We both were quiet as we continued through the hall until Naruto broke the silence. "Something's wrong with my time table, so I'm getting a new schedule," he stated, trying to start conversation.

"Oh, you know Ino? That happened to hers too… What are your new classes?" I asked, glad that he broke the silence, and hoping that he was in more of my classes.

"I dunno, I get that tomorrow."

"Cool." I answered, and we fell back into silence again. I should have been exuberant that Naruto was walking with me, but the incident with Sasuke was gnawing on my insides. I used the unlock button on my car keys when we reached the parking lot, and the flash of the headlights matched the bulb in my mind- I had an idea on how to solve the Sasuke situation.

"Um, Naruto?" I started.

He turned to me with a smile that made the butterflies in my stomach go insane, "Yeah?"

"Well, I was wondering if you could apologize to Sasuke for me?" the last part came out in a rush, so it took him a couple of seconds to register my words. When he did though, his smile turned into a small frown.

"Uh, sure Sak… but why?" he asked, turning serious. Couldn't he just say 'yes'? Now I have to explain everything. This is going to be awkward- especially because I was trying not to grin at the fact that he used a nickname for me.

"Well, it's just this whole thing with his sketchbook and stuff, and he got really mad, the class was really out of control, I mean, I dunno..." I explained nervously, giving as little detail as possible.

"Okay, I guess… but it's probably not your fault, I mean he can be an idiot." He shook his head, "He has one hell of a temper, I mean, are you sure you want me to apologize to him? I could punch him in the face instead?" Was that supposed to be a joke? I let out a hesitant giggle to fill in the stillness, and he chuckled in return. "Sure, I'll apologize for you, but uh, you know…" I looked up at him when he trailed off, "is there a reason why, uh, you can't?"

Right... How do I explain this?

"Well I tried, but um, when I did, he was, um," we reached my ford and Naruto opened the door for me. I gave a small 'thank you' before getting inside, then continuing in a rush, "hewashighandgotevenangrier."

He raised an eyebrow, "…What?"

"Um, never mind." I couldn't tell him what really happened- who rats out their crush's best friend? Plus, what if Sasuke got even more angrier than he already was?

"Come on, tell me, please?" he gave a small pout as he asked and I tried not to laugh.

But I was determined, and didn't fall for his very, very (very) cute pout and puppy dog eyes. "No, it's fine, really," and I gave him a small smile in return before looking away.

"Are you sure?" he seemed unconvinced.

"Yeah, positive." I said, and then started the car.

"Okay…"

"And thanks for walking me to my car," I continued.

A grin spread across his face, "No problem! Feel better Sakura!"

"I will, see you later," And after exchanging small waves and 'byes', he closed the door and I pulled out of the parking lot.

Sasuke's POV

"Sasuke you- you idiot!"

The Uchiha looked up from his lunch to find a fuming Naruto storming towards him. The fangirls surrounding his table made room to let Naruto through, before returning to their gossip.

"Can I speak with you for a minute?" the blonde ground out.

Sasuke gave a "Hn." Before walking out of the cafeteria and sliding coolly past the fangirls who surrounded him- almost thankful to Naruto for getting him away from them.

The moment they exited the caf, Naruto started his rant. "What happened to Sakura? What were you thinking? What the fuck did you do?!"

Sasuke blinked slowly before answering, "Sakura? Who the f-"

"Yeah, Sakura! You know, pink hair, green eyes? In your art class? She said you got mad at her for some stupid sketchbook thing!"

It occurred to Sasuke that Naruto was talking about 'paper towel girl'.

Well, that changed everything.

"Hn." Was his reply.

Okay, maybe not everything.

"Hn!? Is that all you're going to say? What happened when she tried to apologize?" Naruto continued- and Sasuke could clearly see the straining tendons along the blonde's forearm leading to a clenched fist- was he about to get punched in the face?

Sasuke ignored the fist and thought about the last part. Why couldn't he remember? Oh. That's right. He gave a shrug, acting nonchalant, knowing full well that this answer could have him walking away with a possible black eye. "I was high."

"You were… you were high? Ugh! Why are you such a fucking- ugh. You are ruining my chances with her! Do you think that she'll go out with me now that my best friend is a fucking idiot?!"

The Uchiha ignore the insult, but focused the rest of what the blonde said- and the clenched fist that slightly raised at his last remark.

Go out with? If she wasn't so annoying I never would have known she existed.

"She doesn't even do shit, idiot." Sasuke finally answered.

"You don't get it? You just-" Naruto gave a frustrated sigh, the clenched fist finally relaxing, "You owe me some serious ramen or something to make up for this." And with that the blonde stormed off.

Hn.

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Sakura's POV

In art class a couple of days later, we had to sit in a circle and draw the still life at its center. I have to admit it was pretty boring- no one talked or moved around much- but it did solve the Sasuke dilemma; I could remain as invisible as possible.

We started reading Macbeth in English. Most of the class I spent doodling, because I have absolutely no idea how to understand Shakespeare.

I was back to my normal self at lunch- chatty and animated. Ino though, would try and bring up the topic of Sasuke Uchiha (god she was so obsessed with him- well, more so than I was). Every time she started to talk about him, I would quickly change subject- I don't know what I'd say if we started openly talking about him. Probably something really embarrassing.

Instrumental came next. Naruto and I talked a lot more that period. We had a supply-teacher who didn't know how to conduct, so most of the class went by without us actually playing. Our conversation started off with me thanking him for walking me to my car the other day, and him telling me about his chat with Sasuke.

"He is such a little fucker. I apologized and he didn't even remember what had happened. So I'm pretty sure he put it in the past or something like that." Is what Naruto said to me. So I didn't have to worry about that anymore.

Nearing the end of instrumental, our conversation turned to his schedule changes, which he received today.

"So do you know what you have next?" I asked. My mind had only one thought- Please say science with Kakashi, please say science with Kakashi, please say science with Kakashi.

"Uh, I think I have science with… Kakashi." He confirmed as he looked at his timetable. I practically heard my inner-self screaming out of joy. I didn't though. Instead I replied,

"Really? That's my next class." I told him, biting my lip to hold back the huge smile that wanted to work its way across my face.

"Awesome! That's so-" he was cut off by the bell, signaling the end of class. "Well, maybe we could walk together?!" A grin appeared on his face as he said this.

"Yeah, hold on, just let me get my stuff together," I replied, finally smiling back.

We entered the science room and almost immediately Naruto dragged me over to a seat. I was so overwhelmed by the tingling sensation that came from his hand on my wrist that I failed to notice exactly where we sat- which was right next to Sasuke Uchiha. Well that was just fantastic. I know, he and Sasuke are like, best friends and they should be allowed to sit together, but did Naruto already forget the incident with Sasuke and me earlier? Or maybe I was just making a big deal out of nothing? Considering the latter and the fact that it would be rude to leave (and the additional fact that I didn't really want to leave), I stayed seated on Naruto's right, while Sasuke was on his left.

The class started after Mr. Kakashi made an excuse as to why he was 10 minutes late and after he welcomed Naruto to the class. Then he briefly talked about how he planned to do the culminating activity this year: Instead of having one huge project completed at the end, there will be a bunch of smaller assignments completed throughout the year. The project would also be done in groups of three that Mr. Kakashi chooses. He then went on to our usual lesson. I would pay attention, but every so often I would look over to Naruto or Sasuke. At one point, Naruto looked as if he had fallen asleep. Sasuke on the other hand, had his eyes closed and his arms crossed. I thought he was sleeping too until one eye opened to catch the person whom he felt looking at him… which was me.

I came home that day to find my mother actually happy for once. Apparently, my sister, Puriti, had called and was coming down for a visit in a couple of weeks. She was now attending the University of Miami, so we didn't get to see her as often, though she left one of her cars here for when she did see us. I would have used her car instead of my big Ford Escape, but she has memorized every mile on it and would have beat the shit out of me if I even touched it. Anyway, it was nice to come home to a more pleasant atmosphere.

But change seems to be a constant ideal in my life, so happy soon turned into a yelling mom, a frustrated dad, and me escaping to Ino's house (after spending a half hour trying to get Samuel to eat- I think all the yelling made him nervous).

Ino lives fairly close to me, about a 7- 10 minute drive away. Her house is basically the size of mine, though she has a bit more luxury than I do- all because of her parents owning this flower shop that all these celebrities like to order from. For starters, she has a really nice Paseo Convertible and a walk-in closet twice the size of mine (the perks of growing up in a sheltered, upper-class community).

When I was at Ino's, we mostly watched TV and did our homework. Her house was actually a pretty peaceful place compared to my house, which was perfect to do homework in. Normally I would be doing my homework on my own time, but with all the constant drama in my house, I was starting to fall behind. Also, Ino can kind of understand Shakespeare, which is better than anywhere I'll get on my own.

When I told her about science class and how Naruto dragging me to sit beside him and Sasuke, she flipped, and not just because she was mad that she got switched out of that class. Ino always knew about my crush on Naruto, but never thought about anything of it (lately she has been too preoccupied with her fantasies of her and Sasuke). According to Ino though, intentional physical contact means that the person really likes you, and that you should expect them asking you out in (at the most) two weeks time. I didn't believe her- when has she ever known about relationships? She's never even been in one. Oh well. That's Ino for you.

I made sure I got home late enough that I missed the eye of the storm (my parent's argument), but early enough that I didn't disturb my dad who was probably on the couch. Then, after quickly checking my Facebook, I had a shower, straightened my hair, and got dressed in my pajamas. Then I went to sleep listening to my ipod after spending some quality time with Samuel- who was mad at me because I left him with my yelling parents.

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Sakura's POV

I woke up at 6:30 am to my ipod still blaring in my ears. How the battery survived the night, I don't know. I stayed in my bed for a couple of minutes hoping to fall back asleep, but then After getting dressed, I went to the kitchen for breakfast- making sure to be extra-quiet as to not wake my dad on the couch. It was almost 7:00 when I finished my pop tarts and orange juice- that meant 2 more hours until school started.

To waste some more time, I woke up Samuel and tried to get his eating over with. It was a successful time-waster- he ended up taking one and a half bites of his food (before meowing loudly for his water).

I then decided to hang in my room then since it was only 7:30. I plugged my ipod in and went on my computer. After updating the songs on it, I quickly checked my Facebook. I still haven't added Sasuke yet. I think I should be on better terms with him first. It was 8:00, and with nothing else to do, I went into the second floor TV room and surfed the channels. I ended up watching Spongebob Squarepants. I was surprised by how funny it actually was, and by how much I laughed. It was the episode where Squidward makes a marching band for the super bowl.

At 8:30, I decided to go to school. I didn't have to worry about being alone when I got there because Hinata is always there early. I stopped by Starbucks and got myself a vanilla latte, and Hinata a hot chocolate- she doesn't like coffee.

I arrived at the school and the halls were practically empty. Hinata thanked me for the hot chocolate, and we started talking about random things until Ino and Choji arrived. I went to the cafeteria when my stomach growled; I guess I was still hungry- my breakfast was pretty early. I got a chocolate chip muffin, and as I was about to leave the caf, someone called my name,

"Sakura!"

I knew that it was Naruto calling my name, but I pretended to look for the owner of the voice before 'finding' him beaming and gesturing for me to join him at a table. I was a little hesitant- I knew the names of the two other people sitting with him- but I didn't know them. All I really knew about them was that Tenten always wore her hair in two buns and was relatively nice, and Neji who was really smart and was Hinata's cousin.

"Hey Sakura!" he greeted once I was settled in the seat beside him. I gave a small 'hi' and nibbled on my muffin. "You know Tenten and Neji, right?" he continued. I nodded and exchanged 'hello's with them.

I have to admit, I was a little nervous. I mean, I know they're just people, but they are popular people- at the top of the high school food chain, and I didn't want to mess up.

"We were just talking about Katana, you know the band?" asked Naruto.

"Uh, yeah. They're pretty cool." I answered. Truthfully, I didn't really like them- they were too hardcore for my taste.

"Yeah! So there is this concert in 2 days and-" he was cut off by someone else's voice.

"Sakura! My Flower!"

I groaned in response to the all too familiar greeting, trying to look cool in front of Naruto, Neji, and Tenten, though on the inside, all I could think was: this can not be happening, this can not be happening.

But it was, and it was Lee.

He sat down on the other side of me with a flourish. "How are you Sakura! You look as beautiful as ever!" he continued. I buried my face into my hands while the other's watched with raised brows.

"Hi Lee." I mumbled through my fingers.

"My Cherry Blossom! May I escort you to dinner tonight?"

"No thank you Lee." By this time I was mortified, and my face was beat-red.

"What about tomorrow?" he asked leaning towards me.

"Um, I don't think I'm free for the rest of the week- I mean month, actually." I replied, hoping he would leave me alone.

"Oh Sakura," he said, taking one of the hands from my face into his, "I will wait for you for eternity!" Uh oh. I looked over at the other three at the table. Naruto had a small frown, while Neji and Tenten had their mouths hung open. I mouthed 'help me' with a pleading look on my face.

"Uuuhhhhh…" Naruto started, "Hey Lee, isn't that Mr. Gai over there?"

"Gai?!" Lee immediately stood up and ran in the direction of Naruto's pointed finger (which was thankfully pointing out of the caf). But before Lee left completely, he called back, "Until next time, my flower!"

I looked at the others hoping they didn't think I was some freak. But they just burst out laughing (well, Tenten and Naruto did- Neji is too cool for that, I guess). I giggled nervously, trying to fit in though still really embarrassed.

"It looks like Sasuke's not the only one with a fan club." Neji said lowly to Tenten.

"Oh my god," I mumbled, and buried my face into my hands again as they snickered at my misfortune.

"So you were bluffing, right?" asked Naruto, taking on a slightly serious- though still humorous- façade.

"What?" I looked up again.

"You were bluffing, what you said to Lee? You're free this month?"

"Um, yeah, why?" Oh my god- is he doing what I think he's doing?

"Well there's this concert and-" Naruto was cut off by the five-minute bell. I took this as to excuse myself from embarrassing myself even further in front of Naruto, even though I think he was about to do something that I never thought would happen in a million years.

"I've got to go," I said, "I haven't even gotten my books out of my locker." And with that, I stood up, waving goodbye, and jogged out of the caf, even though I could have walked with Naruto because he's in my first-period as well. But I didn't leave before hearing a "Hey, is she knew to the school?" by Tenten, an "I don't know, she's pretty cool though," by Neji, and an "I think she came here in grade 10 or something?" by Naruto. It just goes to show how popular I really am, considering the fact that I went to the school since grade nine. I ducked my head as I left, my self esteem degrading by the minute.

I almost was late for English Media- the anthem played like two seconds after I got in to the room. I've never been late- and though it's kind of nerdy- I'm proud of it.

Much to my dismay though, I found myself ignoring Naruto's eager looks at me from across the room. I didn't really want to but by the incident that happened this morning, I was to embarrassed to even make eye-contact with him. I even rushed out of class when it ended just so he couldn't catch up to me.

Math was absolutely fantastic. Not.

Hinata and I were separated because we were talking too much, so I had to sit beside someone I didn't even know.

Lunch was just as bad as math. My Sprite exploded when I opened it, spilling all over my top. I spent most of the lunch in the girl's bathroom, holding my shirt under the dryer- and when I came back, Ino talked non-stop about Sasuke. I can't get him out of my head if someone is blabbering about him in my ear for about an hour.

Chemistry was, well, Chemistry. Not very exciting, pointless, extremely boring. We were stuck learning about whether or not an acid turns some type of weird paper blue. And though chemistry was boring, there was something much more interesting outside the window- apparently Naruto and Sasuke have gym class together because they, along with their whole class, were running laps around the school- Naruto and Sasuke running at top speed- head to head.

I found Naruto leaning against my locker when school ended, a little out of breath and sweaty from his previous class. The fact that he was actually waiting for me personally ruled out his not-to-pleasant physical state easily. I didn't even know he knew where my locker was. I didn't ask either. I also decided that 6 hours from the incident this morning is enough avoiding him (and that I should stop being a wuss). So, I greeted him with a,

"Hey"

"Hi!" he smiled and my knees weakened (I guess the whole I-just-came-back-from-working-out thing had a certain charm to it), then he moved out of the way so I could open my locker. "Are you doing anything this Friday?" he asked.

My eyes widened and my jaw slackened. Was Naruto asking me out? Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my g-

"Sakura?" Naruto's voice brought me from my stupor.

This Friday? "Ummm…" Today was Tuesday. Friday was in three days. "Yeah, I think so, why?" As if I didn't know!

"Well I've got concert tickets to Katana, and I was…" he fidgeted a little uncomfortabely, "I was wondering if you would like to come?"

I knew it! I knew it I knew it I knew it I knew it I knew it! Oh my god! Naruto asked me out! Oh my god! My inside was victory dancing, but my outside remained calm. "Like a date?" I asked, my lips twitching into a smile.

"Yeah," he grinned, "So, are you coming?"

"I would love to, thanks!"

"Awesome! I'll pick you up at 5:30!"

My smile widened. "Cool."

"Kay, I'll see you tomorrow!" And he waved goodbye and jogged away, hopefully to the showers.

I stood there for about 5 minutes, stupefied- not believing it actually happened- and also not really realizing that he didn't even know where my house was either. But that's okay- I'm going on a date with Naruto. Finally, I let out a squeal, earning a couple stares, and ran to find Ino, or Hinata, or somebody to spill all of this out.

I found Ino walking to her locker (which is practically beside mine) and bounced (literally) over to her.

"InoInoInoInoInoInoInoInoIno!" I squealed and she looked at me as if I had a third eye. "Naruto asked me out on a date and I said yes and on Friday I'm going to go see a Katana concert with him and that's only three days away and Naruto asked me out! Can you believe it!?" I said rapid-fire, still bouncing. When she absorbed the new- found knowledge, she joined me in my squealing and bouncing.

Suddenly, she stopped.

"Do you have the perfect outfit to wear?"

I stopped too- and after thinking for like five seconds, I answered with a "no".

"Then we have to go shopping!" and she grabbed my arm and dragged me off.

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After 2 hours of shopping, we found the perfect outfit. A fashionable red dress- nice enough for a first date, but casual enough for a concert.

As we passed the Chanel store on the way out of the mall though, I saw the perfect purse to go with my perfect outfit. It was a white shoulder bag with a big, black Chanel logo on the side. I stopped Ino and went into the store. It was like love at first sight (which seems to be happening a lot recently) because I wanted that bag really, really badly. I checked the price- it was 500- which was no problem, I'd just ask my parents for the money.

"Hey Dad," I said as I sat on the couch beside him. It had been about half an hour since Ino and I got back from shopping.

"Hi hun, how was shopping?" he replied, taking his eyes off of the TV screen to look at me.

"Good, good… so there is this bag at the Chanel store that is really nice." I continued.

"How much was it?" he turned his head back to the TV (he was watching his favourite, golf).

"Ummmm, 500," I shrugged nonchalantly.

"I guess I could get it for you, if you really want it." He answered, his eyebrows raising briefly at the price. "You couldn't find something else?"

"But dad, it was like, love at first sight," I replied, desperate.

"You can't find er, love, in another store- another less expensive store?"

"Dad," I started, "I really, really, want it," and then I hurried my begging because I heard footsteps coming up the stairs- which could only be my mom, ready to suck the fun out of everything. "Please, daddy? Pleeease?" I clasped my hands together to emphasize my need.

"Well," he sighed, " I guess I…"

"Please, please, please?"

"Yeah, I guess I can get it for you..."

"Really Dad? Thanks!"

"Absolutely not," my Mother snapped, entering the room.

I was a little surprised on how stealthy she was, but that didn't stop me from complaining.

"But Mom!" I whined- I was so close to getting that purse!

"If you want to get something, buy it yourself," she replied.

"But I don't want to spend my money in my bank account! Not for that!"

"Then make the money," she replied coolly.

"Mom!"

"Honey," my Dad started.

"Don't," she said sternly, "I want our daughter to learn some responsibility." And she said 'our' in a really snooty way.

Ugh! Why was my Mom being such an idiot! This is so not fair!

"Alright, alright," my Dad finally agreed. I couldn't believe he turned to the dark side, especially so quickly- I guess he didn't want to start a fight in front of me.

"Good." My Mom said, and left the room after giving both of us a rather suspicious look.

When she was out of sight (finally), my Dad leaned over and whispered into my ear, "Just come up with 100, sweetie. I'll take care of the rest."

"Yes!" I cheered, and then remembering to be quiet so my mom wouldn't hear I added in a whisper, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" So my Dad isn't part of the dark side after all.

"How are you going to get the money?" my Dad asked, and my victory was put on pause for a moment.

"Um…" I didn't have a job- I didn't even have a resume. So the only option I could think of was, "babysitting?"

My dad seemed to agree, probably knowing it was the only way I could get money considering it was, well, me. "Okay, I'll ask around work, tell them that you're available."

I could count on my dad for anything. "Thanks Daddy!" I gave him a kiss on the cheek and skipped to the kitchen to feed (meaning tried to feed) Samuel.