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Babysitting The Jerks Interlude
“Just run! We don’t have much time! I’ll explain everything later, alright? I’ll keep you safe.” I heard loud thuds, gunfire, I hear screams, and it’s too loud! “Ma!! It’s too loud! I’m scared!” I shouted, trying to catch my mom’s attention. They both looked at me. “Pumpkin, remember what Papa said about those noises?” I nod, “Then you and Mama should run and hide; the monsters are coming; Papa will make sure to protect you both, cause that’s what family does, okay?” I nodded, unaware of the fact that it would be the last time I’d be seeing my Papa.
Babysitting The Jerks 1
“Damn,” I can’t help to mumble these nightmares again; I angrily off my alarm and put it back on my side table before leaving out my bed.Okay, I have to register today.“Hey, girl. You up for tonight?”“Of course, it’s Jace party, and I can’t miss any possible highlight,” Alivia laughs, “Wait, will Danni be attending the party later? I heard that weeb has a major crush on Jace?”“Jace’s friends will invite her, I overheard, and besides, the party would be really boring if we haven’t one in the house.”“Come on, let’s go; I’m going out with my boyfriend today; he’s texting me already.”The moment I heard the door closed, I exited the cubicle I was occupying; well, Alivia wasn’t talking to me; she was talking to Fanny, her best friend. They were talking about Jace Agsunta’s birthday party, the school football captain, and like the usual, they are bringing someone to shame to that party.They are doing that every year, with the freshmen students, of course, people who attended that part
Babysitting The Jerks 2
“Damn it.” Is it raining again? Tsk, it was raining yesterday, and now? What the hell? It’s April, fellas; it’s freaking summer. Dear Santa.Like yesterday, I waited in the waiting shed; it’s April fourteen, I have to pay for my apartment rent, that’s four hundred, jeez.“God, I don’t care, okay? She can even kill herself, for godfucking sake, I don’t care,”This scene was like yesterday, that arrogant jerk who plays with girls; the only difference is, he’s not wearing a jersey; already, I’m not too fond of that dress code. Fuck boy.“Yes, I will attend, hella yes, that cola shape bitch? Yeah.”“Pourquoi les garçons comme lui existent-ils encore ? Humains dégoûtants.” I mumbled.“Whatever, I’ll call you again, yeah bro, later.” I rolled my eyes, two boys, setting aside girls feeling for their pleasure.I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket, but before I could get it, someone had already grabbed it from my bag, which my eyes widen. It’s the man who was talking a while ago!“You’re the
Babysitting The Jerks 3
“This is your room; there’s a bathroom, closet,” I keep nodding to inform Mrs. Lindy that I understood what she was saying. “Let me know when you need something,”“Uh, Mrs. Lindy, I was just curious, why do I have my room? I supposed I’ll be working here as a babysitter or maid?”“The president ordered us to treat you as our guest and not a worker,” I nod, trying hard not to feel awkward with that, well, I came here for work, “If you’ll excuse me, the president wants you to rest, since he wasn’t able to meet you tonight because of a sudden meeting.”I nod and let her leave; I’m still wondering who’s president she is talking about? I spoke with Mr. Kyoto, but his card says he’s the administration head, not the president. Is that what they call the heads now, or do I have another boss? Is Mr. Kyoto not my boss? I thought he was since he’s the one who offered me a job. Well.I put down my bags and made a quick tour inside my room. I bet it’s a guestroom. The room’s walls were cream, the
Babysitting The Jerks 4
As I was guided through the mansion’s corridors towards the president’s room, a mix of excitement and nervousness fluttered in my stomach. This was it, my first meeting with Mr. Kyoto, the president of this grand estate where I had just started working. When I stepped into the room, Mr. Kyoto greeted me with a warm smile, which eased some of my nerves.He was a distinguished man in his late 50s, with a commanding presence. His office was spacious, with walls adorned with elegant artwork and shelves filled with books. A large mahogany desk dominated the room, neatly organized with papers and a few personal items. Mr. Kyoto himself was impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, exuding an air of authority and confidence that matched his position as the head of this grand estate. His attire was tasteful, with a subtle but undeniable sense of wealth and power.“How was your first night in the mansion, Polaris?” Mr. Kyoto inquired, his tone gentle and welcoming.I hesitated for a moment, unsur
Babysitting The Jerks 5
“Okay, Lily, let’s tackle some high school-level math today,” I began, smiling warmly at her. “Let’s start with a problem involving algebraic expressions. How about we work on simplifying algebraic fractions?”Lily nodded, ready to take on the challenge. “Sure, that sounds interesting. How do we start?”“We’ll start with a simple example,” I explained. “Let’s simplify the expression (x^2 - 4) / (x + 2). First, we need to factor the numerator and denominator.”Lily furrowed her brow in concentration as she followed along. “Okay, so the numerator can be factored as (x + 2)(x - 2), and the denominator is already factored as (x + 2).”“Right,” I confirmed. “Now, we can cancel out the common factor of (x + 2) from the numerator and denominator, leaving us with (x - 2). So, the simplified form of the expression is just x - 2.”Lily nodded, understanding the process. “Got it. That makes sense. Can we try another one?”As Lily and I were finishing up our tutoring session, her mother, Mrs. And
Babysitting The Jerks Worth It?
Dark clouds gathered ominously overhead as Polaris hurried along the sidewalk, her steps quickening with each distant rumble of thunder. She cursed under her breath, realizing she had left her umbrella at work. The first fat raindrops began to splatter against the pavement, and Polaris quickened her pace, seeking shelter from the impending storm.As Polaris hurried along the sidewalk, the sky darkened, and the first drops of rain began to fall. She quickened her pace, hoping to make it home before the storm hit in full force. But as luck would have it, the rain intensified, and she found herself caught in a downpour with no umbrella.Spotting a small waiting shed nearby, Polaris dashed inside, grateful for the temporary shelter. She shook off her coat and tried to wring out her dripping hair, feeling a bit frustrated by the sudden change in weather. As she stood there, contemplating her next move, her phone buzzed in her pocket.It was a call from her friend who lived far away. Polari
Babysitting The Jerks Pass
The rain had finally tapered off, but the oppressive atmosphere lingered in the Kyoto household as Polaris prepared for the family meeting. She stood in the living room, her heart racing with anticipation and dread.“Polaris, do you mind making a pot of tea while we wait for the boys?” Mr. Kyoto asked, a hopeful glint in his eyes. “I find it helps lighten the mood.”“Sure,” she replied, forcing a smile as she moved into the kitchen. The aroma of freshly baked cookies mingled with the scent of polished wood, but the warmth of the room felt hollow to her.As she filled the kettle with water, her thoughts wandered to the three grandsons. The prospect of facing their simmering resentment weighed heavily on her. They had shown little interest in family gatherings, and tonight promised to be no different.A sudden buzz in her pocket interrupted her thoughts. It was a message from her friend: How’s it going? Can’t wait to hear about the chaos later!Polaris sighed, replying quickly, Probably
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Babysitting The Jerks Messed up
The morning light seeped through the blinds, casting long, muted shadows across Polaris’s apartment. The soft hum of the city outside, the far-off sounds of traffic and conversation, filtered in through the cracks, but inside, there was nothing but stillness. She hadn’t moved from her bed yet. Her body felt like it was cemented into the sheets, her limbs heavy, and her mind was miles away, lost in thoughts she couldn’t shake.She thought of Sebastian.And that thought sent an immediate tension through her chest. She hadn’t wanted to think about him, not really, but his face, his voice, his words—they lingered, stubborn and impossible to ignore.It was confusing. Because while she didn’t want to feel anything for him, she couldn’t deny the small, unspoken connection that lingered between them, one that was impossible to ignore. Or maybe she just didn’t want to face the truth—that part of her was still drawn to him.But no. She couldn’t. She shouldn’t.Polaris shifted, sitting up and dr
Babysitting The Jerks Unresolved
Polaris stared at the phone in her hand, the lingering sound of Sebastian’s voice echoing in her ear. He’d apologized for not being able to introduce her to his family. “I’m sorry, Polaris,” he’d said, his voice warm yet distant. “I just… I wasn’t ready.”She hadn’t wanted to ask why, though she knew. She could feel it in her bones: he was pulling away. But she couldn’t bring herself to admit it, not even to herself.“It’s okay,” she had said, though the words felt hollow. They were a lie, and they tasted bitter on her tongue. “It’s fine. I understand.”But as soon as she said it, she knew it wasn’t. It wasn’t fine. It never would be.She didn’t give him a chance to say more. “I have to go,” she had added quickly, her voice tight. Without waiting for his response, she hung up.The sharp click of the phone disconnecting echoed in the empty room. She stood there for a moment, the silence pressing in, before shaking herself from the stupor of her thoughts.She needed to get out. She need
Babysitting The Jerks Daughter
Polaris was bent over a stack of fabric samples, her hands flipping through the various textures, when a quiet sob reached her ears. At first, she dismissed it, thinking it was just the wind playing tricks. But then it came again, sharper this time, followed by the soft shuffling of footsteps.She looked up, expecting to see a colleague, but instead, she saw a young girl standing by the fabric shelf. The girl was no more than seven or eight, her tear-streaked face twisted in confusion and fear. She wore a bright pink jacket, the sleeves slightly too long, dragging on the floor as she shuffled awkwardly on her tiny feet.Polaris’s first instinct was to approach, but she hesitated. She hadn’t been around children much since… well, since a long time ago. But the girl’s sobs grew louder, and Polaris found herself stepping closer, her hands instinctively smoothing over the fabric, trying to calm her own nerves before speaking.“Hey, are you okay?” Polaris asked softly, crouching down to th
Babysitting The Jerks Old Memories
The evening wore on, the city lights casting long shadows across the rooftop as the crowd mingled around the bar. Polaris had barely touched her wine, her mind still locked on the unexpected appearance of Sebastian. She had thought of him over the years, of course, but only in fleeting moments, like passing clouds. Seeing him here, in this city, in this moment—it stirred something deep inside her. Something she wasn’t quite ready to face.But she wasn’t about to let old memories dictate her life again. Not now. Not when she was so close to securing her future, to carving out a new identity for herself. So, after a few moments of silent contemplation, she straightened her posture and decided to push through.She glanced back toward the entrance, and this time, her eyes locked with Sebastian’s. He wasn’t looking her way, but when he turned toward the door, their gazes met. He didn’t hesitate; he walked toward her with that same calm, collected stride she remembered so well.“Polaris,” h
Babysitting The Jerks Heart skipped
Polaris walked into the meeting room, carrying her tablet with the project sketches displayed. The room was sleek and modern, with large windows offering a panoramic view of the city. The client, a middle-aged man in a tailored suit, sat at the conference table, flanked by his assistant and a couple of other colleagues. Polaris set the tablet down, taking a deep breath before addressing the room.“Good morning, everyone,” she began, her voice steady but confident. “I’m Polaris. I’ll be walking you through our initial concepts for the new office complex project.”The client nodded, his arms folded across his chest, a slight air of expectation about him. Polaris flipped the tablet screen to the first design.“As per your brief, you’re looking for a space that not only meets your functional needs but also offers an innovative, modern design that stands out in this area. This building will serve as both a hub for your employees and a showcase of your company’s values—creativity, sustainab
Babysitting The Jerks Unspoken
The soft murmur of voices filled the air as Polaris stood by the entrance of the grand hall, adjusting the strap of her purse. The event was a swirl of lights, laughter, and chatter, a celebration of some local achievement, but to her, it felt like nothing more than a distraction. She wasn’t sure why she had come, but the invitation had arrived, and the idea of getting caught up in the whirlwind of it all seemed oddly tempting. She didn’t know what she was expecting, but she hadn’t expected this.As she glanced around the room, her eyes caught a familiar face across the crowd, a flash of dark hair and a strong, steady presence. It was him—Sebastian.Her breath hitched in her chest as the crowd parted, and he moved in her direction, his usual confident stride making its way toward her like a magnet. Time seemed to slow, the noise of the event fading into the background as memories rushed back—memories of their late-night conversations, their shared laughter, and the moments that had on
Babysitting The Jerks Hometown
Polaris stretched her legs under the table, her fingers idly flipping through the project details displayed on her laptop screen. It was nearing dusk, the city lights starting to flicker to life outside her window, casting a warm glow into the room. She sipped her coffee, half-listening to the sounds of traffic outside, until her gaze fell upon the project location listed at the top of the document.Her hometown.She sat back, heart skipping a beat as she stared at the familiar name, the memories rushing in before she could push them away. She hadn’t been back since she’d left for good, vowing to carve out her own path far from everything familiar. And yet, here it was, pulling her back when she least expected it.The project itself was a career-defining opportunity—a collaboration that combined creativity and community, everything she valued in her work. It was the kind of project she would have leapt at… if it hadn’t been for the location. She let out a slow breath, scanning through
Babysitting The Jerks Back
“Did you make it back safe, Polaris? Please tell me you at least took a cab this time,” Camille’s voice buzzed through Polaris’s phone, her concern palpable even across the line.Polaris let out a soft laugh, easing into the familiar warmth of her friend’s worry. “Yes, Camille, I’m home safe and sound,” she assured, dropping her keys on the small, rickety table by the door. “Took a cab, and everything.”“Good! You know I’ll show up on your doorstep if I find out you’re wandering around Paris at this hour alone,” Camille teased, though Polaris knew she meant it.A smile played on Polaris’s lips as she kicked off her shoes, feeling a comfort she rarely allowed herself. “You know I wouldn’t mind that. It’s only been two days, and I already miss our weekly coffee talks.” Her voice softened, the exhaustion from the long journey finally setting in.“Me too, P. It’s way too quiet without you around to shake things up,” Camille sighed. “But I’m glad you’re back and settling in. You really sou
Babysitting The Jerks PART 2
The city skyline stretched across the darkening sky, a mixture of fading amber and deep violet, casting long shadows over the buildings. Polaris stood on the balcony of her apartment, the cool evening air tugging at her hair as she gripped the railing. It had been seven years since she left, seven years since she had said goodbye to the life she once knew, to the people who had helped her become who she was today—and to the ones who had nearly broken her.She thought she had buried the past, but standing here now, she could feel its weight returning, like old wounds reopening beneath a thin layer of scar tissue. Tomorrow, she would see them again—Sebastian, Hero, Daryl, and even Anne, each one holding pieces of a history they all had shared, but which time had distorted, fractured, and remade.The letter from the company had arrived two months ago. “We’re assigning you to a major project in your hometown,” it read, as if her past were simply a location on a map, waiting patiently for
