Chapter 9: Babysitting

*Kara's POV*

Paul and I finished running in no time. We made our last turn towards Sam's and I darted into the woods where my clothes were. Paul went around to the side of the house, phased back to human, and got dressed. I did the same. When I was finished, I bursted through the backdoor and ran into the kitchen. I grabbed a Pepsi and some left over muffins. I took my handful of food into the living room, and plopped down right in the center of the floor. I took a big bite of muffin then opened the can of Pepsi. I took a big glup then, I sat it on the nerby table, then I looked around for the tv remote. I looked around everywhere and I couldn't find it.

"What are you looking for?" Paul asked. I turned around and saw him standing by the door.

"The remote! I can't find it anywhere!" I said looking at him, then going back to tearing up the living room. I dug through the coushins of the couch and I felt the remote at the bottom. I pulled the coushin out and grabbed the remote, "Haha! Found it!" I sat back down in my spot on the floor and turned the tv on to MTV, and Punked' was on. I sat there and watched as these people high-jacked a cascat with a fake dead person in it. The two guys ran with the fake dead guy and people looked at them like they were muders.

"What the fuck?" Pauk said as he sat down by me.

"They are pranking famous people." I said taking another drink of Pepsi.

"That's a prank? Looks more like what a couple of mental guys would do if that little voice inside their head told them to." Paul said, then looked at me. I laughed, then I noticed something, "Where is Sam and Emily?" Paul shrugged his shoulders and then said, "Bet they're gettin' more food." I nodded my head and turned back to the tv.

*A few minutes later*

I heard Sam's truck door slam as he came into veiw. He walked in with two pink bags.

"Umm, Sam. What are those?" I asked confused.

"Claire's bags." He said setting them on the ground, "She is stayin' the week."

"Whose Claire?" I asked.

"Emily's 5 year-old niece." He said. Just then Emily walked in with a few bags and a 5 year-old latched to her arm, "Hi Claire." Paul said sweetly as he turned to look at her. She looked over and said, "Hi Pauly." I giggled at how cute that sounded. Emily sat down the bags then turned to me, "Kara, can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure." I said.

"Would you mind watching Claire for a little?" She asked.

"Sure, no problem." I said smiling. Emily smiled back then searched through the pile of bags. She pulled one out then brought it over to me, "These are Claire's toys. If you have any trouble, just call."

"Okay, but I don't think there will be trouble." I said. Emily smiled, "Thanks."

"No problem." I said. Emily grabbed her purse, then her and Sam were out the door. Claire came over by Paul and I and sat down.

"What do you want to do first, Claire?" Paul asked. Claire gave a huge smile, "I want to play hide-and-go-seek."

"Okay, I'll be it then." He said, "I'm gonna count to 50, so you guys better hide." Claire and I got up and looked for hidging spots. After about 10 seconds, Claire disapeared into a hidding spot, which left me to find one. I look around in the hall and the first spot I saw was a closet. I hurried to it, got in, and pushed myself to the very back conner.

"49, 50! Ready or not, hear I come!" I heard Paul scream. I silently stood in the closet, consantly waiting for the door open. I heard Paul go into the bathroom and look in the shower, in the closet, and in the small cabinet that Claire could fit in. He didn't find anything, so he came out into the hall. He walked right up to the closet and opened the door. I felt his hand on mine, "Found you." I laughed and stepped out of the closet, "Have you found Claire?"

"Not yet. She's a good hider." Paul said. We started searching, and we did for ten minutes. We were about to give up when an idea popped in my head, "Have you checked under my bed?"

"No. You think she's under there?" Paul asked.

"I don't know, but we can look." I said. I ran to my room and slid to a stop when I reached my door. Paul followed right behind me. He opened the door and we went in. I lifted up the lace that hung over the bottom of my bed and it revealing the 5 year-old.

"How did you find me?" She asked.

"We just looked for you." I said. She crawled out from under the bed and walked out into the front room. We followed behind her.

We all played with barbie dolls and other toys for a while, then I found myself drifting to sleep.

"Go to sleep, Kara. It's been a long day." Paul said, then he rummaged through the pink bag and pulled out a little barbie dress and handed to Claire. She took it and pulled it over the barbie's head. I just nodded and layed my head on the floor next to Paul. I soon fell asleep, dreaming of barbies abd hide-and-go-seek.