All Chapters of Babysitting The Jerks: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Polaris sat in the hallway outside the auditorium, still clutching the small trophy she had earned from the school’s science quiz bee. Her win should have brought her more satisfaction than it did, but the subtle tension she felt whenever she thought of William weighed her down. The air outside was cool, carrying the faint sounds of students shuffling to their next classes. She leaned against the wall, trying to take in the moment of victory, but her thoughts kept drifting.Just then, she heard footsteps approaching. She looked up, and her stomach dropped slightly when she saw a tall figure, a boy dressed neatly in a uniform with a stack of books under his arm. His strides were confident, purposeful. His sharp eyes scanned the room with a mix of curiosity and indifference.Hero Jinro, the famous boy genius, son of a Nobel Prize-winning scientist. She had heard of him, of course—everyone had. His academic accolades were intimidating to say the least. At just 16, he was already an intel

Polaris leaned against the cool brick wall of the school building, sipping on her water bottle as she watched students hustle between classes. The chaos of the day felt a world away, but the lingering nausea reminded her of how close she’d come to pushing herself too far.“Hey, are you okay?” Hero’s voice broke through her thoughts, pulling her back to the present.She glanced up, meeting his concerned gaze. “I’m fine. Just… trying to regroup after everything.”“Regrouping looks a lot like staring off into space,” he teased lightly, crossing his arms. “You know, if you keep zoning out, someone might think you’re a weirdo or something.”Polaris rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the smile that tugged at her lips. “Thanks for the concern, but I’m good. Really.”“Right,” he replied, raising an eyebrow. “You fainted. That’s pretty normal.”“Touché,” she admitted, knowing he was right. “I just didn’t expect it to happen, especially at the quiz competition. It was humiliating.”Hero shrugged

W I L L I A M“So, you really don’t know her? Polaris, was it?” Devin leaned back against his locker, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. The group had gathered in their usual spot after class, the familiar sound of bustling students filling the hallway. William could feel the stares of his friends as they waited for his response, but his mind was elsewhere—on the memories of the night before and his father’s cutting words.“She’s a bit of a loner, isn’t she?” Another voice chimed in. It was Jake this time, always the one to fan the flames of gossip. “I mean, she’s not really… y’know, our type of crowd.” He emphasized the last words, as if it was a badge of honor to stay within their social circle.William remained silent, his gaze fixed on his phone as he scrolled through messages that didn’t really interest him. He didn’t want to engage in this conversation, but ignoring them would only make things worse. His friends were always like this—fishing for drama, making jokes at

Polaris sat at the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the phone in her hands. Her thumb hovered over the last message from the hospital, the one that had flipped her world upside down. Her grandmother’s condition had worsened. The woman who raised her, who was more of a mother than anything else, was fighting for her life, and there was nothing Polaris could do about it. She was hundreds of miles away, stuck at school with no way to reach her.Her fingers clenched around the phone as she recalled the conversation. The doctor’s calm, clinical tone rang in her ears:“We’ve done everything we can, but her body isn’t responding as well as we’d hoped. You should prepare yourself for the worst.”Polaris had barely gotten out a reply before hanging up, the weight of that simple, detached sentence crushing her. And now, hours later, she was still numb. She hadn’t cried, hadn’t let herself feel anything, because it would make it real.The events of the day felt like a blur now. She had wander

No one dared to talk about it when the four guys were around. In the hushed corridors of the school, a palpable tension lingered, an unspoken agreement among students to avert their gazes and keep their mouths shut. Polaris had learned early on that these boys commanded attention with a casual cruelty that left no room for dissent. Their laughter echoed like a taunt, a reminder that in this world, she was an outsider, a target in their game of dominance.At first, the teasing was subtle—soft whispers and fleeting smirks shared among friends, but it quickly escalated. They would follow her in the hallways, their footsteps echoing ominously behind her. “Look at her, the little ghost,” one would sneer, their words sharp enough to cut through the noise of bustling students. Polaris learned to walk with her head down, hoping to disappear into the shadows, to become invisible, but the boys had other plans.Weeks passed, and each day felt heavier than the last. It was as if the weight of the