Revised 06/25/12
A/N: Chapter 2 of The Babysitter! Thanks to all who reviewed! Keep the reviews going! I get reviews I get inspired and write more! Matt's parents aren't divorce in this story, just in case some are wondering. anyways Keep reading and reviewing!
Disclamer: I don't own Digimon or any other characters related to it.
Chapter 2:
I can't believe this! It's her! It's that girl from the park! I think her name is Sarah, or maybe is Sorna?
She entered the room and said a quiet hello.
"Hello, what's your name?" My little brother asked her as he fires up his charm on making new friends. He is so friendly with anyone.
"Good, you are here." My mother pulled the babysitter to the kitchen, before she got the chance to answer her question to T.K., and talked to her about us. She nodded understanding each step she had to do. I barely heard what she said as they almost talked in whispers. My mother wrote her cell phone number on a paper and left it on the table.
"Call me if something goes wrong or if my boys are behaving badly."
"It won't be a problem ma'am, I bet they are really good kids." She smiled to my mother and waved at her as she headed towards the door to leave.
My mother came to T.K. first, and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "Please be nice to the babysitter."
"Don't worry mom, I will."
"Good, I'll see you tonight. Bye son," she addressed to me with a nod and I just wave.
The door closed and I stand there looking back at it. T.K. came to the girl and asked the same question from earlier.
"My name is Sora, Sora Takenouchi. Nice to meet you, um..."
"T.K. Call me T.K. All my friends do."
She smiled sweetly, "Okay, nice to meet you, T.K." she reached out to give T.K. a handshake, he takes it with pleasure and smiles. "I'll be babysitting you two for today and tomorrow."
Tomorrow? What? No, no no no! She can't come again! I can't believe this!
"Come, I want you to meet my brother." He grabbed her hand pulling her towards me.
"Sora, this is my big brother, Matt. Matt, this is Sora."
She held out a warming hand to me, "Nice to meet you, Matt." I looked at it for a minute, and then at her face which held a wide welcoming smile. I take it, knowing very well inside my conscious, that I didn't like the babysitter.
"Nice to meet you too, Sora."
I held her hand for a couple of seconds and let it go.
"Come Sora, let me show you my room." T.K. took her hand and brought her to his clean small room. I slowly follow them; I leaned against the door of his room crossing my arms.
"This is my bed, come sit on it, it so jumpy!" She does and smiled at T.K.
"It is. It feels very soft."
T.K. smiled at her and told her something I never heard him say to anyone he's met on the first day, "I like you."
At first, her expression seems a little surprised, but it fades away as her face breaks away into a small line of gratitude. "Thank you," she said, "I like you too. You are a very good kid." She shuffled his hair.
Hey! I do that! Okay, she's gone far. No one does that except me. I looked at her with a resentful look. He smiled at her and then hugged her as she returns it back.
I leave the happy moment and go to my own room closing the door, I leaped into my bed hitting my whole face on a soft pillow, I lay there, motionless on my bed. I didn't like this.
Minutes later, I heard laughter from them, so I decided to investigate; I creepily and slowly opened my door and peaked from the small creak. I see them together sitting down on the couch laughing at something. They were watching T.V. I wanted to join them, but I was a bit shy... Shy? Me? Never!
I got out from my room and sat beside T.K., who sat beside the babysitter. They were watching a Disney movie, how lame. Big kids don't watch this kind of stuff.
Without thinking I asked the babysitter with a tone I've never used on anyone, "How old are you?"
She turned around and looked at me, "I'm ten years old."
What? My mom chose a babysitter that was younger than me! That is messed up, did she did this on purpose or did she really knew?
"I'm turning eleven in two weeks. I'm guessing from the look on your face, I'm younger than you." I didn't notice that I was staring at her with my mouth slightly opened and my eyes almost popping out from my skull. I washed it away by looking away from her and watching the movie. I guess the movie wasn't that bad for a big kid like me.
"Sora! I didn't know your birthday was coming! What do you like? I can buy you something for your birthday, and then you can buy me something for my birthday!"
"T.K., that won't be necessary, you don't have to buy me anything. I'll just buy you something for your birthday."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Aww, thanks Sora! You are the bestest babysitter I've ever had!" She is the only babysitter he's ever had.
"You want something to drink T.K.?"
"Yeah! I want a coke!"
"I'm sorry T.K., your mother told me not to get you any carbonated beverage today. How about some apple juice?"
"Yeah Yeah!"
"How about you Matt? Do you want something from the kitchen?" I looked at her for a minute or maybe a little longer, well; as long as she was up she could get me something.
"Yeah, can you get me a coke and some chips?"
She smiled sweetly, "Sure thing!" And walked to the kitchen, getting both of us our refreshments and our snacks. She handed it to us and sat beside T.K. I looked at her and noticed that she didn't get anything for herself.
"You are welcome to get something if you want to," I tell her feeling a bit bad for her, but I still didn't like her.
She smiled at me again. "It's alright, but thanks for offering. I brought some water for myself in my bag." She pointed at a bag that was beside the doorway of our apartment, I didn't notice it; I guess I was distracted by her.
It was a blue sports bag. No surprise on that; almost every day I see her playing soccer with some other brown bushy headed kid in the park when I pass by store with my parents. That's how I knew her. The bushy kid would scream "Hey Sora! Pass the ball!" And she would, with a great force coming from her foot.
"Yeah, I see you every day playing in the park with your friend."
She smiled looking at me, "Really? I usually see you walk around the park and then you go to that small little store to buy some food."
Wow, she knows a little of me. I guess she's not bad.
"I kind of thought you looked familiar when I saw you, it was the hair I guess," she said turning her attention back to the TV.
My hair? What about my hair? Does it look bad? Did I brush it bad? What's wrong with my hair? I'm freaking out.
I wanted to say something about my hair but I didn't want to sound so desperate about my hair.
We spend our time watching movies, Sora made some lunch, then she order us to take a bath and then to bed. My first impression on the command was appalling; how dare she dictate me? I am a reserved person that does not answer to anyone! She is neither my mother nor my father! I wanted to altercate back, but the look on my little brother's face made me stop. He really admired this babysitter, and I couldn't bare the feeling of him hating me for not obeying her. I did as I was told to do and violated my rule of my own persona.
I came out from the steaming bathroom, minutes later. She was reading a book on the sofa. How can she be so calm and peaceful when I didn't like her? Why don't I like her? She hasn't done anything bad to me... I just do!
T.K. came out from his room, pajamas on and already freshened up from a nice bath, and sat next to Sora. "What are you reading?"
She paused at her page and looked at T.K., smiling, again. "A story about this boy who hated this girl because of some causes, but at the end he falls in love with her."
"Really? Can you read it to me?"
"Sure; 'While he waited for the sunset to pass, he spotted her walking by, so calmly and beautiful like a Greek Goddess on her thrown. How he hated her, but how he loved her. Her enchanted face always had the look of an angel who came to earth, to save him from his fuming heart...'"
She kept reading, I listened attentively, while T.K. fell asleep on her lap...The guy in the story sounded like me, but I know I don't love her, that's gross...he hates her for no reason at all and I hated the babysitter for something I quite didn't know what it was...
She stopped reading, putting the book away and lifting T.K. in her arms like a baby, taking him to his room and covering him tightly with his covers, this made my stomach feel eek-y.
I went to my room, turning the lights off and tucking myself into bed. I stood awake until I heard the door open from our apartment; my mother was home.
"How were they?" I heard her whisper.
"They were great, they are really good kids." Sora answered back.
"I'm sorry for the delay, I thought my husband was going to be here...Thanks for doing this, I'll see you tomorrow Sora, and here is your pay."
"Thanks, Mrs. Ishida."
I heard silence for minutes, the babysitter was gone and my mother went to her room. I heard small steps coming towards my door, then a knock. "Brother, are you awake?"
"Come in."
He entered closing the door and getting inside my sheets. "You are supposed to be sleeping by now, T.K."
"I know, but I wanted to sleep with you, just for tonight... You know, I had a good time with Sora. I like her. I think she's cute, don't you think, Matt?"
I didn't say anything, I kept quiet. "Goodnight T.K." I closed my eyes sleeping instantly.
Whatever T.K. said about Sora couldn't be against what I thought about her.
I don't like the babysitter at all.
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