• I took slow steps into what I was guessing was the living room. Chantal grabbed my hand and pulled me to a very pink room before Jason could protest. Chantal sat down on the bed and pulled me down with her. I fell onto my back and was about to get up before she sat on me. Jason stopped in the doorway grinning.
    "That would be a lot sexier if that was me instead of Chantal." he smiled.
    "Actually it would hurt a lot more." I teased. I picked up Chantal and got her off of me only to have her wrap her arms tightly around my waist.
    "Go away! She's my babysitter angel, not your's!" she shouted at Jason and I laughed.
    "What if I was to make a deal?" Jason smiled deviously. Uh oh.
    "And. . ?" Chantal pressed.
    "What if you get her today and I get her tomorrow and then it'll continue in a pattern?" he inquired. She thought about it for a minute and then looked to me, then Jason, then to me, and back to Jason.
    "Okay." she decided. Con artists, both of them, they sounded as if they should be in black market.
    "And I have no say in this, whatsoever?" I asked and Jason shook his head.
    "Of course not, then it wouldn't be any fun." Chantal said. I looked down to her. With red hair and big brown eyes she looked so innocent. Looked. I never said she was. I shook my head and stood up then Chantal pulled me back down.
    "You can't leave, today is my day." she whined and I heard Jason snicker. He left and shut the door leaving me with my personal hell.

    Four hours. Four hours of dress up and imaginary tea parties. I wanted to die. I looked to Chantal who had fallen asleep on the floor after their fortieth tea party. I unwrapped the feather boa from around my neck and placed it on the bed. I made my way to the door and looked back. She was still sleeping on the floor. I opened the door soundlessly and stepped out as quietly as possible.
    "Sneaking away, are we?" someone asked. I jumped and almost screamed but a hand was placed on my mouth.
    "Shhh. Do you want to go back to playing dress up?" Jason hissed. I pushed away his hand and walked past him down the hallway. I stopped abruptly and turned around to find out that he was right on my heels.
    "What were you doing outside of the door?" I asked.
    "She always falls asleep around this time and I figured you'd try to make your escape when she wasn't watching." he smiled.
    "So you were waiting on me?" I asked.
    "Yes, I was." he replied. He took my hand and twirled me around slowly. When I stopped I looked at him questioningly.
    "You're beautiful, you know that right?" he asked.
    "Well, now I do, because you just told me." I smiled. I tried to pull my hand back instead he pulled me forward and into his chest.
    "What would you do if I told you I loved you?" he asked.
    "Well, I know I wouldn't say I love you back." I replied. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I placed my chin on his chest so I could look up at him. I hadn't noticed that I had already wrapped my arms around him. He leaned his head down so it was closer to mine. Just then Chantal walked out of her room rubbing her eyes. She looked to me and Jason who were still holding each other and looking at her.
    "Are ya'll getting married?" she asked.
    "Huh?" I asked.
    "You see, if ya'll get married then I'll be able to keep my babysitter angel forever, and that's how mom looked before she married daddy." she said refering to how we were holding each other. I glanced up to Jason who was watching me intently and then I turned back to Chantal.
    "No, we're just wrestling." I replied. Suddenly I fell backwards and Jason sat on top of me pinning my arms to the ground. I shot him a glare and he smiled.
    "You said we were wrestling." he said in his defense. Chantal walked up to jason and hit him on the back.
    "Get off of my babysitter angel!" she yelled. Jason got off of me and stood up. He grabbed Chantal by the shoulders and picked her up off the ground.
    "Or what?" he dared her.
    "Or I'll tell mommy."
    "Mommy's not here."
    Her brown eyes got wide and she screamed. I got to my feet and jumped on Jason's back causing him to drop Chantal. He grabbed my arms that were wrapped around his neck, trying to free himself. Chantal pulled herself together after her little trip to the floor and latched onto on of Jason's legs. I wrapped my legs around his waist getting a better grip, but his was much better. He grabbed my arm and swung me around to the front of him, my arms wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist. God he was strong. He stayed standing the whole time. That is, until Chantal got off his legs and began pulling on them. He fell backwards with me on top of him. My head jerked foward with the force of him falling and my lips crashed against his. It was only for a split second but that was long enough to make Chantal freak.
    "I knew it, I knew it! You do love each other!" she shouted proudly. I couldn't take my eyes off Jason, nor could he.
    "You kissed me." he breathed.
    "Nuh-uh, it was an accident." I said in my defense.
    "You still kissed him." Chantal chimed. I couldn't say anything about that. Finally, I got up and walked over to Chantal. I picked her up and headed off to her room. Or tried at least. Jason grabbed me by the arm and took Chantal from me. He placed her in her room and shut the door in her face.
    "What are you doing?" I asked.
    "I could ask you the same thing, it's my turn to have you."
    "I thought you were going by days, not hours."
    "I changed my mind."
    I could only stare at him as he threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Chantal opened her door and looked at Jason.
    "Why are you stealing my babysitter angel?" she asked.
    "No reason, now if you leave us alone for a few hours you can go over to Missy's house and spend the night." he said. Chantal's eyes couldn't have gotten any wider. She ran back into her room and began flinging clothes into a sleepover bag. When she was finished she looked at Jason impatiently. He put me down and walked over to the front door.
    "We'll be right back." he said to me as they walked out of the door. I stood there for a couple of seconds and then decided to investigate. I darted up the stairs, not knowing how long I had until they came back. I looked into a couple of doorways looking for a specific room.
    The bathroom, not it.
    Parents' room, nope.
    A closet, no.
    Ah ha, Jason's room. I carefully walked in as if it was boobytrapped. Got to be quick, got to be quick, Jason didn't take his car keys so that means this Missy girl lives close, I reminded myself. I looked around. It was kind of what I expected, but then again, it wasn't. There were car posters every where, which of course, is normal. But there weren't any posters of girls which is different. My cousin had posters of girls every where and he was only 14. Jason's 17. I looked to the floor. It was clean which was different too. I walked over to his nighhtstand and saw something that nearly melted me. There was a scrapbook beside his bed. Is it his mom's or is he really that sensitive, I wondered. I picked it up and sat down on his bed. I flipped to a random page and opened it. There were pictures of Jason as a kid every where. Under one of the pictures it said, "Best Buds!" The picture was of him and some other boy who had reddish blonde hair and blue eyes. Jason's arm was around the other kid's shoulder and they were smiling.
    "I was cute as a kid, wasn't I?" Jason asked startling me. I looked up to see him standing in the doorway looking at me.
    "Uh, yeah, I guess." I replied. He walked over to the bed and sat beside me. I looked back to the scrapbook. He noticed what picture I was staring at.
    "That's a picture of me and my friend, Austyn." he said. He flipped the page and suddenly we were staring at pictures of his mom with some dude that looked a lot like Jason.
    "My mom and dad got divorced." he explained.
    "Oh, is that why that other guy doesn't look like you?" I asked. He nodded.
    "I don't know what happened, my mom and dad were perfectly happy, but then-" he cut off. I hugged him and placed my face against his chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer. He shut the scrapbook and set down on the sidetable beside us. He probably was just using this story to get close to me but I didn't care.
    "The same happened to my mom and dad, except you could tell they didn't like each other." I said trying to make him feel better.
    "Really?" he said.
    "Yeah, now I'm stuck with my mom who thinks I'm a terrible child and it's my fault that everything in her life is crappy."
    "Do you get to see your dad?"
    "No, you?"
    "Same, I don't know what happened to him."
    "Me niether, sometimes I think my mom got really mad and swallowed him whole." I smiled. He laughed and it made me feel better.
    "Do you want to go some where?" he asked. I glanced at his digital clock which said: Fri/5:47/4-7.
    "No, do you have any good movies?" I asked.
    "Uh, sure. I mean we have Sleeping Beauty, it's Chantal's favorite."
    I got up and headed into the living room leaving Jason behind. Or so I thought. he zoomed past me and grabbed my hand pulling me down the stairs. I raced after him trying not to trip. I failed. I tumbled down the stairs forcing him to let go. I smacked my head against the hardwood floor at the bottom of the stairs. Why couldn't that be carpeted too, I mean, their stairs were carpeted. Jason stopped and kneeled down.
    "Are you okay?" he asked. I looked over to him. He was smiling.
    "Why are you smiling, my head hurts cause of you!" I shouted. The shouting hurt my head even worse so I shut up.
    "I'm sorry." he apologized. He held me in his arms and carried me over to the couch. He set me down and went into the kitchen. He came back holding a bag of frozen peas.
    "Would you feel better if I kissed your booboo?" he asked.
    "No."
    "Too late." he smiled leaning down and kissing my forehead.
    "Ow!" I shouted throwing a pillow at him. He caught it and threw it back on the couch. I held the bag to my forehead.
    "You're so cute when you're in pain." he laughed. I kicked him in the leg.
    "Ow, oww. Okay, I'll stop with the jokes." he said sitting down next to me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I leaned my head on him and closed my eyes.
    "You still wanna watch that movie?" he asked. I nodded my head and he got up. I opened my eyes to see him slip a DVD into the DVDplayer. I stretched my legs out causing me to lay down and take up most of the room on the couch. He slipped in beside me and wrapped his arm around my waist. The last scene I saw is when Prince Charming kissed Aurora softly on the lips.