I just want to say thank you to everyone who reviewed(:
And FallinForChaddy, I would do Rodrick's POV but he seems like such a difficult character to do. Maybe later on in the story I will(:
Anyway, please R&R (^_^ )
Cassie walked back down stairs after putting Manny to bed. While Greg was up in his room reading. Cassie sighed and walked into the living room. She sat down and looked at the clock. It was 9:45pm.
*crash*
Cassie heard a loud crash in the kitchen. She jumped up on her feet and cautiously made her way to the kitchen. All the cookies that Mrs. Heffley made were all over the kitchen floor. Cassie looked over and saw that the back door was open. Her eyes widened. She grabbed a kitchen knife and walked around the corner and back into the living room. She froze in her steps...the children! She thought to herself. She made a quick 180 and ran to where the stairs where. As she turned the corner she bumped into someone. She dropped the knife and screamed as the man she bumped into screamed to. She looked up and saw Rodrick.
"Why were you carrying that? What's wrong with you?" Rodrick exclaimed.
"what's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" Cassie said back. She put a hand on her chest trying to slow her breathing down. "I thought you were a murder-rapist or something!" It was silent as both teens were trying to calm down after their mini heart attacks.
"Why aren't you at your gig?" Cassie asked as she bent down to pick up the knife off the floor.
"We got kicked out…a murder-rapist?" Rodrick laughed.
"Yes, its possible!" Cassie said. She was actually kind of curious about what happened, so she had to ask. "Why did you get kicked out?"
"One of my band members got too drunk and-" Rodrick began until Cassie interrupted him.
"oh my gosh. Have you been drinking?"
"What? Me? No..." Rodrick said looking away.
"Yes you have!" Cassie said putting the knife down on the table next to her.
"One bottle. What, like you haven't?"
"No. I haven't" She said matter-of-factly.
"Seriously? Have you ever done anything you weren't supposed to?" Rodrick asked crossing his arms.
"Well, probably, when I was in like kindergarten maybe." Cassie shrugged.
Rodrick laughed and then pulled a sharpie out of his pocket.
"Here's my number." he said writing numbers on her hand. "I expect you to call me…its best not to call the house phone because we really don't need our parents getting suspicious." Rodrick said smirking.
"Excuse me? Suspicious of what?" Cassie asked. The door opened and in walked both Mr. and Mrs. Heffley. Rodrick quickly let go of Cassie's hand.
"So how did the kids do?" Mrs. Heffley said.
"Amazing! Greg is so polite and Manny is just adorable!" Cassie said folding her hands and smiling. Rodrick laughed. As soon as they all looked over at Rodrick he quickly stopped laughing.
"Well thank you so much!" Mrs. Heffley said smiling. She took out the money and gave it to Cassie. Cassie took it and smiled. The parents walked out of the room.
"Well thanks for your number. Unfortunately I have to keep up a 4.0 average along with my duty as a mayors daughter to be perfect. Not to mention I have that whole class president thing going on and the class president can't be drunk." Cassie smiled. Even though she said like it was nothing it was really something. It was a lot of pressure and it was almost tempting to just tell Rodrick right then and there that she wanted to do the most reckless thing ever.
Rodrick crossed his arms and smirked, "Suit your self." He said leaning into her and then he turned and walked up the stairs. She crossed her arms and walked into the kitchen to get her bag. She picked up her mini hand sanitizer and put some on the black permanent marker that Rodrick put on her hand. The black numbers became smeared. Cassie stopped and looked at her hand. Maybe, just maybe, she might have enough time to write down the number and…no. She quickly rubbed the number off and washed her hands to get rid of the entire back marker. She dried her hands off and picked up her bag. Without looking up at the stairs she went to the door and opened it up and walked out.
On Sunday afternoon the Heffley's had their dinner like they normally do but Mrs. Heffley decided to bring something up.
"What do you all think about Cassie? She's smart isn't she?" Mrs. Heffley smiled taking a sip of her water.
"Yeah she seems like she has her head on straight." Mr. Heffley nodded.
"She does. I like her. She should always be our babysitter." Greg smiled.
"Rodrick what did you think about her?" Mrs. Heffley asked. Rodrick was slouched back in his chair and was picking at his broccoli.
"She's….ok. I guess." Rodrick shrugged.
"I think she could be a good influence on you." Mrs. Heffley said.
"Mom, she's already in like 3 of my classes. She hasn't influenced me yet and she still isn't." Rodrick said sounding bored with the conversation. He picked up his glass of water and drank it.
"You should ask her out." Mr. Heffley suggested. Rodrick almost spit his water out. Memories of the game "Gutbusters" instantly came back to Greg and he ducked under the table.
"You mean you want Rodrick to ask Cassie on a date?" Mrs. Heffley asked quietly. Even though she liked Cassie, she still didn't like the idea of Rodrick having a girlfriend.
"Yeah I mean we both already like Cassie and she gets along with the kids." Mr. Heffley said.
"No! I-I really don't think Rodrick even has a chance with her." Greg said trying to make up some excuse on the spot. He sat back in his chair. Greg didn't want Rodrick to corrupt Cassie and make her act like Rodrick.
"Well, I think I could get any girl I wanted. BUT Cassie is…no. Just no." Rodrick shook his head disgusted. "Do you even know who she is?"
"Uh yeah?...or no?" Mr. Heffley asked confused.
"She goes by the rules...which means she's boring. Also she's in the A group." Rodrick said.
"A group?" Mrs. Heffley asked.
"Yeah, the A group basically has the kids who are smart, good looking, and popular. Those kids are the ones people actually "respect" because they are nice to people.
"Now the B group consists of Jocks and Cheerleaders. Those are the ones who are stuck up, rude kids who think they are all that. The C group is the drama, choir, band, and orchestra kids. Those kids are…weird…and then you have me; the D group. The D group has the art kids and the rebellious ones who fly under the radar. And then finally the last group is the no group basically because those kids aren't recognized by anyone." Rodrick said leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed.
Mr. and Mrs. Heffley looked confused. They had no idea that high schools nowadays were so confusing.
"Well that's very...stereotypical." Mrs. Heffley said.
"Well so what?" Mr. Heffley said, "Break the rules and go out with Cassie." He shrugged and smiled.
"You didn't hear a word I said did you?" Rodrick said a little annoyed. He was tired of talking about Cassie. "I'm finished with Dinner." He said getting up and walking over to the kitchen with his plate. Greg followed him.
"For the record, I don't agree with you going out with Cassie. I'm on your side with this one." Greg said putting his plate in the sink. He didn't really like having anything remotely in common with Rodrick but this was an exception.
Over with the Farrell's things were about on the same page as the Heffley's. They were all eating dinner and talking about Patty's art piece that won an award. To Cassie this was something that always happened. Each one of them would talk about how they were successful that day.
"Patty your art work was beautiful. I mean the flowers look so real!" Mrs. Farrell smiled.
"Yeah, who taught you to paint like that?" Cassie said taking a bite of her chicken.
"Well partly the art teacher, partly you, and of course me!" Patty smiled feeling confident as she said "me". Cassie smiled and looked back down at her food.
"So Cassie, you babysat the Heffley's the other day. How was it?" Mr. Farrell asked.
"Ew. As in you babysat Greg Heffley?" Patty asked shocked.
"Yeah, Greg isn't as bad as you think Patty." Cassie said. She turned her attention back to her mom, "It went really well." Cassie smiled.
"Good to hear." Mr. Farrell smiled. He frowned. "Did you see their older son?"
"Um. No. He left to a party he was playing at." Cassie said. She just couldn't tell her parents anything anymore.
"A party? His music?" Mrs. Farrell laughed. Patty laughed with her. Rodrick and his friends were like one big joke when it came to the Farrell's. Cassie rolled her eyes.
"You don't think its funny?" Mrs. Farrell asked.
"Not really." Cassie sighed. "Excuse me. May I be done?" Cassie asked.
"Of course sweetie." Mr. Farrell said. Cassie got up from the table. The servant took her plate.
"Oh! One more thing," Mrs. Farrell said," Will you be babysitting them again?"
"If they ask me to I would definitely say yes." Cassie smiled and walked up the stairs to her room.
Just as she sat on her bed the phone rang. Cassie picked up the phone.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hi, Cassie. Its Susan or Mrs. Heffley." Mrs. Heffley voice said.
"Oh hi!" Cassie smiled.
"Listen I am going to ask a big favor of you…" Mrs. Heffley said. Cassie took a deep breath in and let it out. She was prepared for whatever Mrs. Heffley was to ask of her.
"OK…" Cassie said.
"I was wondering if you could baby-sit my boys."
"Um…sure! No problem. I love babysitting Greg and Manny." Cassie smiled. She was kind of relived for a second she thought it was going to have something to do with Rodrick.
"Well I'm happy to hear that you love babysitting Greg and Manny but I was also talking about um…baby sitting Rodrick." She said the last part quietly just in case Rodrick heard. Cassie's mouth dropped. Well that's a big favor!
"Isn't Rodrick…well old enough to…" Cassie began.
"Yes he is but Mr. Heffley and I are going out of town with Manny, until Sunday afternoon and since Rodrick threw a huge party last time I can't really trust him."
"Wait, until Sunday afternoon? How would I?...would you need me to stay at the house?..."Cassie said uncomfortably.
"Oh heavens no! Again…I don't trust Rodrick. I would just need you to check in on them." Mrs. Heffley said. "Like I said, I would understand if you didn't want to do this."
"Um…no! I would love to! Don't worry about, I have it under control." Cassie said reassuringly.
"Thank you so so much! You don't know how much this means to us…oh and if you could just keep this a secret from Rodrick that would be great."
"Sure." Cassie said.
"Ok well thanks again for saving us! Bye." Mrs. Heffley said. Cassie smiled and hung up the phone. Her smile faded quickly. What the heck was she going to tell her parents?
Cassie stood up and passed back and forth. If she told her mom, her mom would never let this go and Rodrick would definitely be the joke of the entire house. Maybe Heather could help or maybe her sister could?
OK so I hope this chapter is good and makes sense because I'm proof reading this chapter while I'm really tired.
In the next chapter you will find out more about who Heather is.
Also I'm sorry about the whole stereotyping thing I did =_= I don't think all cheerleaders and Jocks are mean!
I might have another chapter up by the end of this weekend. I already have half of chapter 3 written(: