All Chapters of Babysitting The Jerks: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Sebastian paced back and forth outside the café, worry tightening his chest. He glanced at his phone, waiting for the others to respond. “What if something happened to her?” he murmured to himself.His phone buzzed. It was Hero. “Sebastian, what’s going on? Where did Polaris go?”“She just left. I brought up the whole mistress rumor, and it upset her,” Sebastian replied, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know where she went.”“She wouldn’t just run off. We need to find her,” Hero insisted. “Let’s meet up and figure this out.”Within moments, Daryl’s voice chimed in. “What’s the plan, guys? We can’t just sit around.”“I’m thinking we should split up,” William suggested, his tone steady despite the tension. “Sebastian, where do you think she might go?”“The old house,” Sebastian answered without hesitation. “She always found comfort there when things got tough.”“Good idea,” Hero said. “I’ll check the park. It’s one of her favorite spots to think.”Daryl nodded, his voice firm.

Polaris walked through the bustling hallways of the school, her heart heavy as she felt the weight of her isolation. The laughter and chatter of her classmates surrounded her, but it all felt distant and muffled, like she was trapped inside a bubble, watching life unfold without her. She glanced over at the usual spot where William, Hero, Sebastian, and Daryl congregated, but her heart sank at the sight of them laughing together.“Look at them,” she murmured to herself, forcing a smile she didn’t feel. “Just a bunch of guys who’ll forget I even exist.”After Sebastian’s careless comment about mistresses, a painful seed of doubt had been planted in her mind. What if they really did see her that way? The thought gnawed at her, festering until it became unbearable. She couldn’t shake the feeling that they were looking at her differently now, their expressions filled with pity or worse, judgment. The idea of being labeled as something so negative, especially by the people she had begun to

“Polaris, you really don’t have to do this,” Hero said, his voice a mix of gratitude and concern as he lay on the couch, wrapped in a blanket.“I know I don’t have to,” she replied, glancing up from her notes, her pen hovering over a blank page. “But I want to. You’ve been there for me, and it’s my turn to help.”He gave her a soft smile, his eyes slightly unfocused from the fever. “You’re too kind. I’m just a mess right now.”“Exactly! That’s why I can’t let you flounder,” Polaris said, determination creeping into her voice. “Besides, your project is important, and you work really hard on it.”Hero sighed, sinking deeper into the couch. “Yeah, but you’ve got your own stuff to worry about.”“Yeah, I do,” she said, biting her lip. “But I think I can manage both. Just give me a bit of time, and I’ll help you get it done.”Hero’s expression turned serious. “You know, I can’t let you sacrifice your own grades for me. I wouldn’t want you to feel like you have to take care of me.”“I’m not

“Alright, everyone, settle down!” Professor Blake’s voice boomed over the restless noise of the classroom, snapping everyone’s attention forward. “Tomorrow, we’re heading to Silver Pines National Park for our field trip. It’s mandatory, so I don’t want to hear any excuses. We’ll be leaving at seven a.m. sharp, and anyone not on that bus will get a zero for the day.”Polaris barely looked up from her notebook. A field trip was the last thing she needed right now, especially one where she had to spend hours pretending everything was fine. Her eyes flicked over to the boys sitting in the row ahead of her—William, Hero, Sebastian, and Daryl—talking amongst themselves like they didn’t have a care in the world. They hadn’t noticed her lately, and a part of her was relieved. Another part, though, missed the easy camaraderie they used to share.Professor Blake continued, rattling off more instructions. “Remember, no wandering off into the woods by yourselves. This is an educational trip, not

Polaris let out a long sigh, leaning back against the cool stone bench at the edge of the park. The exhaustion of exam week weighed heavily on her, every subject, every test question still buzzing around in her mind. She closed her eyes and let the breeze brush over her face, grateful for a brief moment of peace. Her birthday was only a day away, but the idea of celebrating felt distant and unnecessary.I just want some quiet, she thought to herself. This year, like every other, Polaris didn’t feel the need for a big celebration. Birthdays had never been a big deal for her, not since her childhood. With everything going on—the pressure of school, the confusing feelings about the boys—she wanted nothing more than a peaceful day to herself.“I’ll just take myself out,” she murmured, thinking aloud. Maybe she’d visit her favorite café, grab some coffee and a pastry, and wander around the park. She didn’t need anything fancy. No one knew it was her birthday anyway, or at least, she hoped