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The Baby-Sitters Club
and reach six experienced baby-sitters.
Karen Brewer, President Suzi Barrett, Alternate Officer
Nina Marshall, Treasurer Myriah Perkins, Secretary
Claire Pike, Vice-President
Jenny Prezzioso, Assiociate Club Member
Claire Pike loves being a member of the Baby-Sitters Club! After all, her older sister Mallory was once in it too! Now, Claire and her friends run it, but who knew how hard running a club can be. Jenny never shows for meetings and can't baby-sit right, Karen is too bossy, Myriah's too busy, and Suzi's always forgetting meetings and her baby-sitting jobs! Can Claire help to set the all new Baby-Sitters club straight?
Claire and the Baby-Sitters Club
"Can someone please pass the butter?" I asked loudly. No one seemed to have heard me. Being the youngest of four kids is tough sometimes, one of those reasons is sometimes you can't be heard at your own Friday night dinner table.
My name is Claire Pike and I'm thirteen years old and in the eighth grade. I used to live with seven of my siblings but one of them moved out and three of them just recently moved out. The oldest Pike is my big sister Mallory, who goes to college in Massachusetts. (We live not far from her, in Stoneybrook, Connecticut.) Sometimes she visits us and sometimes we go and visit her. She's going to be a children's book author and illustrator. Then there are the three identical triplets, who just graduated high school. They've found what they call a "bachelor pad" and just moved out last week. Their names are Adam, Byron, and Jordon, in that order. Next there's Vanessa. She's seventeen and she's probably moving out soon too. Vanessa writes poetry books and she's hoping to go to college and write more books. Next in line is Nicky, he's sixteen and just got a car. But, he's the only boy left in the family, so he's kinda upset by that. I think he'll manage. Then there's Margo who's fifteen and I have to share a room with her. Margo is pretty cool, once in awhile. And then of course, there's me the youngest. I just finished seventh grade, today was our last day of school.
Oh yeah, and guess what? My five friends and I just recently started up our own club last week. It's a baby-sitting club. Well, now I've got another story to tell.
Way back when I was only five years old, there was a club called The Baby-Sitters Club and it was run by a few members. (I think it started out with four or five members.) The club met a few times a week and they held meetings from five thirty to six and people needing a baby-sitter would call during those times and they'd almost always get a sitter for their kid. Nowadays, the original members of the club are adults and me and my friends figured we could start up the club again for the little kids around here. We just knew it was a great idea. So now, we hold meetings at my house from five to six Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Also, now that it was summer we knew we would get way more jobs then we did a week ago. I'll tell you more about how the club works and about us members later, but for now back to dinner.
Mom finally reached across the table and passed me the butter. I buttered my last roll, ate it, and quickly excused myself. I can't stand sitting at that table for a long time, I usually hurry up and eat and then leave. I ran up to my room, before Margo got there. Nicky and Vanessa have their own rooms. Nicky used to share with the triplets and Vanessa used to share with Mallory. Now, I still have to share with Margo. I plopped down on my bed and listened to the quiet. I sighed, quiet is good at my house.