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"Now that all of the ice cream's gone, I think it's time for me to learn your guy's names." I had cleaned up the mess in the kitchen, and now we were in the ginormous living room. The three kids were all sitting down on a big black, leather couch, and I was standing up in front of them.
I pointed to the little boy on the left. He had long, straight, light brown hair and the same icey blue eyes like the girl sitting next to him. "So I'm guessing you're Connor?"
He nodded his head.
"Now which one of you is Lacey?"
The little girl in the middle raised her hand slowly. She was the one who had dropped the ice cream. She cowered off a bit towards the little boy next to her.
"You two are twins, right?" I asked. They both had the same features, both looked around the same age, and were both drawn together like magnets.
The little boy whispered, "Yes." He didn't have a lisp.
"Let me get this straight." I pointed to the oldest with the blonde hair. "You're Rebecca." I pointed to shy girl. "You're Lacey." I pointed to the boy. "And you're Connor."
They all nodded.
I puckered my lips. "Well, I'm glad we established that. I'm Alex by the way. The babysitter," as if it wasn't obvious enough.
I stood there for a few moments.
They just stared at me.
Rebecca raised her hand.
I squinted at her. "Yes?"
She placed her hands neatly in her lap. "You're supposed to be babysitting."
I placed my hands on my hips. "I am babysitting!"
"No, you are not. You're just standing there."
"Well, aren't you guys supposed to be sleeping? You're supposed to have the flu."
"We've already recovered three days ago as a matter of fact," she stated smugly.
"Why would your mom say that you still had it?" I asked. It was Halloween! This was the 2nd to best holiday for kids!
"She doesn't want us going trick-or-treating," Rebecca said sadly. She looked down.
"Did you guys already pick out your costumes?" I asked. What was the point of buying a costume if you weren't going to use it?
They all nodded.
"Why don't you go and put them on? We can just pig out on candy and watch -" I paused for a second. They weren't allowed to have sweets after six. They weren't even old enough to watch scary movies! I licked my lips. "Go change into your costumes, and we'll play some games, okay?"
They all ran upstairs.
Suddenly, the phone rang. I walked over to the coffee table and picked it up. "Hello?" I asked.
The line was silent except for the sound of heavy breathing.
Still, just the breathing.
I hung up.
I walked back into the kitchen. I walked over to the pantry and opened it. "Whoa..." It was bigger than my room! It was filled cereals, bags of candies, soups, Hamburger Helper, sodas, water, and... ahh.. popcorn. I reached onto the shelf it was perched on and grabbed the popcorn.
I opened it up and placed it in the microwave for two minutes and seven seconds; the universal, popcorn, cooking time.
The phone suddenly rang again.
I looked up from the microwave and walked over to it. I picked it up. "Hello?"
"Alex?" Static echoed through the line.
"Harper?" I asked confused. How did she get this number? "How did you get the number?"
"From Justin. He gave it to me incase you needed someone to talk to," she stated.
"Oh." Well, that was... nice of him. "Are you at the party yet?" The popcorn began to pop behind me.
"What?" she asked. The static was increasing. I could kind of hear background music.
"Are you at the party yet?" I asked more clearly.
"Am I at the party? Yeah, I just got here. You're missing a lot! This party's incredible!"
I turned around to stare at the popcorn popping. "Thanks, Harper. Just what I wanted to hear," I mumbled.
"You can't hear? Alex, you gotta speak up; I can't hear you!" I began to hear the chanting of the word chug! coming through the other end.
"I -" I sighed. "Never mind." I walked over a cabinet and started to look for bowls.
"You changed your mind? About what?"
"Never mind!" I screamed into the phone. I opened another cabinet.
"Alright! Geez, calm down, Alex!" Harper yelled.
"Sorry." There was a strainer in the next cabinet. I had to be close.
"Are the kids little brats? Or are they the kind you want to hug and squeeze and kiss?"
I placed the phone in between my ear and my shoulder as I reached up to a cabinet above the fridge. "They're not bratz. But Harper, I don't think it'd be wise to hug and squeeze and kiss kids you've just met. Kind of creepy much?" Bingo. I found the jackpot.
The timer went off.
I went on my tippy-toes and grabbed a bowl. "Look, Harper, I kind of need to go. Can I call you later?" The static over-powered the phone. I had to take it away from my ear for a moment.
"You kind of hate her? Who?"
"I don't hate anyone! Harper, I have to go!"
"Wait, who do you hate?"
The line went dead.
I sighed and placed it back on the receiver.
I grabbed the popcorn out of the microwave, shook it out over the sink to get rid of the excess un-popped kernels, opened it, and poured it into the bowl.
Suddenly, I heard screaming and yelling coming from across the hall.
"We're playing Candyland!" Lacey exclaimed.
"No, we're playing Connect Four!"
They all entered the kitchen.
Connor was wearing a pair of cow-printed slackers, a pair of boots with spurs on the end, a leather vest with two red stars on the bottom, a red bandana around the neck, and most importantly, the cowboy hat.
Lacey was dressed a popstar. She had the fake heels, the black, leather pants with the blue feathery cuffs, the black, long-sleeved midfriff also with the blue feathery cuffs, and of course, the headset.
Rebecca was dressed as Alice in Wonderland. She had black pumps, striped leggings, the puffy blue dress, and a black headband. She placed a board game on the counter.
I pointed at Lacey's costume. "You know, I had the same exact costume when I was your age. I was pretending to be Britney Spears."
They all looked at me with confused expressions.
"Tough crowd," I mumbled to myself.
Rebecca placed her hands on her hips and dramatically stated, "The most logical game to play is Scrabble. It teaches you basic words you'll need for the future." She picked the game back up from the counter.
I giggled to myself.
"We can't even read yet, Rebecca!" Connor yelled.
"Well, I can!" Rebecca stomped her feet and dropped the game to the floor. She crossed her arms and stuck out her lower lip in a pout.
"Hey, you better pick that up," I told her.
She didn't budge.
"I'll tell your mom and dad on you then. I'll say that you were being a meanie and wouldn't play Connect Four and Candyland with us." That always got me mad.
She dropped her mouth. "That's not true!" She balled her hands into fists.
"Well, if you don't pick that game back up and play with us, you're not getting any of this popcorn." To emphasize my threat, I plopped some into my mouth.
Rebecca glared at the ground and bent to pick up the game board.
"Now, ready to have some fun?"
"Ooooooooooh! Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"
Spongebob was the only kid friendly show on at 7:30. Halloween, Jeepers Creepers, Nightmare on Elm Street, and other rated PG-13 and up movies were the only other options since I couldn't figure out their lame, T.V. system.
"Look, Alex! I have double red!" Lacey exclaimed. A smile claimed her face as she moved her blue gingerbreadman across the board.
This game seemed a lot more fun ten years ago. Now I knew why parents hated these games.
We'd already played six games of Connect Four, and this was our seventh game of Candyland so far.
Rebecca was making it clear she wasn't enjoying herself by sighing loudly every thirty seconds.
We'd gone through two packs of popcorn and were finishing up the third one now.
I could tell they were all getting pretty tired by the way they kept opening their eyes wider and wider every five seconds. After this game, I was calling a quits.
"Alex, can we watch Dora after this?" Connor asked. He moved his piece forward to a blue space.
"Yeah!" Lacey agreed.
"You guys still watch that?" I asked skeptically. I figured they'd be watching newer shows since they hadn't heard of Britney Spears. I tried to press my luck. "Have you guys ever watched Rugrats?"
They shook their heads.
"Um... Bear in the Big Blue House, Winnie the Pooh? Out of the Box, Rolie Polie Olie, Maggie and the Ferocious Beast? Dragon Tales? Barney? Any of those?" I was surprised I could've even remembered those.
They stared at me like they had earlier with a blank, confused expression.
I picked up a card. It had Lord Licorice on it. "Yes," I hissed silently as I moved forward up the board. "Aren't you guys tired? It should be past your bedtimes by now." I paused, "Considering you weren't even asleep when I got here."
They shook their heads unconvincingly.
Maybe not actually focusing on anything really would make them tired. They'd probably fall asleep in the first ten minutes hopefully. "Alright. We can watch it if I can figure out how to turn on the DVD player."
I walked over to the entertainment center and found a box labeled Dora the Explorer on top of the DVD player. I pressed power, and the T.V. blasted out that loud static screen thing.
"Ergh!" I walked over the T.V. and searched for the buttons on the back of it. I pressed one and the screen turned blue. I smiled. "There we go!" I put in the DVD, and the screen became a fiesta.
The phone rang.
I walked over to it and picked it up. "Hello?"
It was the same heavy breathing as the first time.
I sighed. "Hello? If you're not going to answer, I'm not going to pick up next time."
The person didn't respond.
I hung up.
I walked back over to the DVD player and pressed play.
"Swiper, no swiping! Swiper, no swiping! Swiper, no swiping!"
I looked over at the three kids. The twins were cuddled next to each other asleep, and Rebecca was asleep with her head on the big armrest.
I slowly got up. "Now, how am I going to do this?" I whispered to myself.
I walked over to Lacey first and tried to pick her up without waking Connor. I succeeded and walked up the stairs to the room that had foam letters labeling: Connor & Lacey. It was already opened, so I walked in and layed her down on the bed with the flower-printed comforter.
I walked back down stairs and also brought Connor up to his bed also.
They were each starting to wear me down with how heavy they were.
I walked back downstairs and picked Rebecca up. I walked back up the stairs and into her room. I placed her down and pulled up the covers.
"You know I was faking it, right?" she suddenly said.
I whipped around. "Hey, you're supposed to be asleep!"
"Dora's so immature. I couldn't fall asleep even if I wanted to," she stated confusingly.
"Well, you should try to go to sleep now then."
"Okay, but if you need anything, just call me down," she stated.
I laughed. "Same here. Um... bye."
I shut off her light and walked back down stairs.
The phone rang again.
I picked it up, but noticed the called I.D.. Russo, Justin.
He didn't answer. There wasn't any breathing, just silence.
I rolled my eyes. "Justin, your name's on caller I.D., genius."
Still no answer.
"Have you been calling here?"
"Justin, cut the crap, and answer me!"
I hung up the phone.
I shook my head and began to clean up the mess.
The phone rang again.
I picked it up. "Why have you been calling me?"
The heavy breathing was there again.
"Seriously? Grow up and -"
"What's your name?" a gruff voice asked form the other line. It didn't sound like Justin's, but he could've just made it up.
"Sicko," I declared into the phone.
Yeah, this chapter's boring, but I just wanted to get the kids out of the way, haha.
BTW, I was a popstar for Halloween once when I was like four, haha. I did try to be Britney Spears; she was my idol :P
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