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(Kuki's POV)

I stepped in through the front door, looking around. It looked exactly the same as it had 5 years ago, when I was last there for a pool party. I felt Wallabee's gaze on my back and spun around. He grinned at me and I felt my knees go weak.

"So…" I muttered, hoping the blush in my cheeks wasn't too noticeable. "Where are you going tonight?"

His smile seemed to fade and he looked away, shuffling his black sneakers. "Uh, ya know…" he muttered something about a party under his breath. My stomach tightened and I looked away too, that's right, he was in the popular crowd now, it's what popular people do…they have stuff to do on a Friday night besides-

"So you're in babysitting now huh?" He asked me, giving me a charming smile.

"Uh…" I muttered, staring at him like the idiot I am, "Yeah…"

"Feel sorry for you," He chuckled, leading me to the kitchen.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" I asked, giving him a playful shove and he turned around and raised his eyebrows at me.

"Means you're stuck with my brother all night," He smirked, leaning casually against the fridge.

"He's better than some of the kids I deal with…" I muttered, turning away. I couldn't stand to look at him without wanting to swoon. His long blonde hair, emerald eyes, buff body and casual pose had me drooling ever since elementary. But as soon as I spotted his house I had made a promise to myself…I wasn't going to fall for the most popular guy in school…or let him know that I was…

"So…" Wallabee muttered again, "Where are you these days?"

"We go to the same school." I reminded him.

"Yeah… But you know I've seen ya around…"

"Oh really?" I asked, raising my eyebrows and looking at him suspiciously.

Wally opened his mouth, but before he could answer we were interrupted with a loud crashing sound coming from the other room. I ran into the living room, Wallabee behind me.

A smashed vase lay in the middle of the room, Joey nearby, with a too- innocent grin on his face.

"JOEY!" Wally screamed at him.

Joey folded his arms and narrowed his eyes at him. "It was an accident."
"No it wasn't you brat, don't play with ya cruddy ball inside."

Joey pouted and glared at him. "I don't have to listen to you, your not mom."

Wallabee looked as if he was about to explode. He growled at his little brother and looked ready to shout, Joey winced, bracing himself for the yelling match. I put a hand on Wallabee's shoulder and he turned and gave me a confused look, his head tilting to one side, reminding me of a cute puppy…no time to think about that….

"Hey Joey…" I cooed to him. He looked so cute, like a mini Wallabee. He even tilted his head to the same side, confused.

"Huh?"

"I'm your babysitter" I smiled at him.

He narrowed his eyes at me. Wallabee laughed at me.

"Kuki, don't bother trying to talk English to him, he's more of an animal than a human being."

Joey glared at him, his emerald eyes fierce. "I'm not an animal!"

"Yeah you are" Wally told him in his mocking voice.

"Am not!" Joey wailed, his voice rising.

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"AM NOT!"

"Are-"

"Boys!" I slapped a hand over Wally's mouth. He pulled away, still sniggering at me. Joey pouted, still glaring at me.

"You're such a brat" Wally started.

"Don't you have some place to be?"

"Yeah," Joey started too. "With your girlfriend"

"She's not my girlfriend" Wallabee said, hint of danger in his voice.

Joey smirked "Oh yeah, then who's she?" he pointed at me, evil grin in place.

"She's here to put up with you, you brat." Wallabee growled at him

Joey rolled his eyes. "Suuuuuuuuurrreeeeeeeee" He giggled.

Wallabee made a grab for him, but Joey ran dodged him and ran out of the room, laughing like crazy. "WALLY'S GOT COOTIES! WALLY'S GOT COOTIES!"

"Brat!" Wallabee yelled after him and started running.

I shook my head to myself. "Boys" I muttered. Just then the doorbell rang. I still heard Joey's laughing and Wallabee running after him, so I guess it was my job to answer it.

I opened the door, and almost jumped back in fear. Chantelle was standing there, with her familiar comrade Phoebe. Chantelle was the queen of…everything…in my school. She had absolute say in everything. If she was away, the school would mourn. Her long blonde hair was perfect, her clothes looked new and never crinkled and her skin was buttery smooth. She always had a familiar neat black line tracing around her twin midnight blue eyes that gave me death stares in the hallways. Ever since elementary school we'd never gotten along. Phoebe was just a familiar look-a-like of her, except she was the number one. Her medium length hair was bleached, her clothes matched Chantelle's and her makeup was identical to her friends'. It amused me how much she tried to be identical to Chantelle, and succeeded.

Chantelle's lined eyes widened in horror as she saw me.

"What," Chantelle sneered, flicking her long hair back behind her shoulder, "Are you doing here?"

"I'm actually…um.." I couldn't think of anything to say. We had been to school since 1st grade and she's never spoken to me before, what could I say?

"Actually-"

"Where's Wally?"

"Um…"

They barged past me into the house, looking around.

"Wally!" Chantelle shrieked.

I folded my arms and glared at them. "Do you mind?"

"No, actually," Chantelle scoffed, "Me and Wally have plans."

Just then Joey ran past, still scrambling to get away from his older brother. He turned a corner and ran straight into me, grabbing my legs and panting. Wallabee came up behind him, but stopped suddenly as he saw the two girls. He gave them a sheepish smile as Chantelle put her hands on her hips.

"Where have you been? Are you going tonight or not?"

"Yeah, I-"

"Then why didn't you call me back?"

Wallabee looked taken aback, and looked angry at being addressed like he was a student and she was a teacher.

"You hang up on me"

Chantelle raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, only because…some chick…"

"That was him" Wallabee pointed at my legs.

"Whatever…" Chantelle scoffed. "Are you going to be there or not?"

"Yeah…" Wallabee started, "But I have to be there after 7…"

Chantelle narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Why?"

"Just because" Wallabee shrugged, "My mom doesn't want me to go until then."

"Blow her off," Chantelle smiled, "Come with us now."

"Cant" Wallabee said, a little too quickly, "Waiting for HG"

"Naw" Chantelle pouted at him, and then fell silent. "Well, we'll wait for you there?"

"Yeah…" She walked over and pulled him into a back breaking hug, before turning and strutting out the door, Phoebe at her heels. Before stepping out the door they gave me a look. Joey stuck his tongue out at them before I snapped the door shut

"God thought they'd never leave" Wallabee joked.

"Yeah well whose fault is that?" I asked. I was a bit peed off, seeing as how they barged in to talk to him, and he's the one that's friends with him.

The familiar head tilt. "What's that supposed to mean?"

I sighed. "Don't worry" I muttered.

Wallabee opened his mouth to retort, but before he could, Joey began laughing again.

Wallabee made a threatening move towards him, but before he could do anything a loud ringing of "Souljah Boy" mixed with Travis Barker drumming was heard.

"That's my phone…" Wallabee trailed off, looking around, "Where…?"

He turned his gaze to his brother, who was innocently whistling at the ceiling, looking around. Wallabee and me stared at him. He stopped and looked around innocently.

"…What?"

"Give it". Wallabee sneered at him.

Joey rolled his eyes and pulled the cell out of his pocket. "Say please." He said, waving it around. Wallabee snatched it and flipped it open, walking into the other room with it.

"Moron" Joey sneered. I laughed and he looked up at me, eyes narrowed.

"You're so cute." I cooed at him.

His cheeks suddenly flushed maroon, but he looked mad. "I am not cute!" He glared at me with his fierce green eyes.

"Ok" I muttered, still smiling. He folded his arms.

"I'm not" He insisted.

"Yep"

He growled at me. He reminded me so much of Wallabee, but cuter, I had to keep grinning.

"So anyway…" I said, turning to him. "You're mom said you're supposed to have a bath now."

His eyes widened and he looked up at me, a reassuring smirk on his face. "Nah, I don't…I already had one."

I returned his smirk…yeah like I haven't heard that one before…

"Your eyes change color when you lie…" I started. He immediately slapped his hand to his eye, and then looked up at me, annoyed that I won. He pouted and narrowed his eyes. "No they don't"

"Yeah but they might if you have bad hygiene."

He looked at me skeptically. "What's hygiene?"

"When no-one goes near you because you smell so bad."

He rolled this thought in his mind. He gave in. "Fine" He muttered, starting to go up the stairs. "But you're not coming in with me"

"I'm not?" I asked amused.

He stuck out his tongue. "No, your not, Pervert"

I scoffed as he ran up the stairs. Cheeky little…

"Is he gone?" Wallabee rolled his eyes as he came around the corner, his mischievous grin in place.

"Yeah…Bath time" I muttered, grinning back.

"Good…" he came closer to me.

"Why? You'll be gone soon too" I muttered.

"I don't have to…" He trailed off, looking me up and down. I felt a blush come to my cheeks and I smiled, looking up into his eyes.

"What about your plans?"

He chuckled and started playing with a bit of my hair, which was hanging down around my shoulders. "Hoagie can wait anytime."

"Mmmm…But your girlfriends can't"

He seemed to wince at that, and stepped back.

"They're not my girlfriends…Not like that."

"U-huh…" I whispered.

"I can stay…If you want me too…"

I thought about it for a second. If he did, maybe we could be a couple…right? I shook my head, trying to drag my brain out of these thoughts.

"I have to get back to work…"

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Damn I thought to myself. I looked after her as she walked away, into the kitchen. I tried to pull my gaze away from…her retreating side, but it was hard…very hard. I shook my head and gazed at the time, Hoagie should pick me up any minute now. I had to spend the night with her. I'm not gonna let my 5 year old brother take the glory…

"Smooth" I looked up onto the landing and saw Joey, sitting on the floor, listening through the railing. Grrr…

"Go take your little bath, Joey." I muttered, turning on my heel and about to follow her.

"Hey, I'm the one spending the whole night with her, don't get crabby at me." He laughed out loud and ran out of sight, out of the danger zone. How does my little 5 year old brother know…?

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