The Babysitter novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1: (Aubrey's POV)- I'm A Babysitter?

"Aubrey, honey get down here!" my mom yelled early in the morning.

I turned over, facing my window where the sun shone, blinding me, and ended up falling on my ass, off the bed. I groaned before running my hand through my knotted hair, throwing it up in a bun. "Coming!" I replied before throwing my covers off of me, tossing them onto the bed. I slowly made my way down the stairs and found my mom rushing to pack her lunch.

"Honey, I'm running a little late and there's something I had to talk to you about." She shoved her lunch into her bag and turned to face me.

"What's up?" I asked while making my way over to her and beginning to clean up the mess she had made while packing her lunch. She was running late and having her clean up would only delay her more.

"So you know my co-worker, Catherine Parker right? She's come over a few times for small lunches and some coffee?" she prompted. The image of Mrs. Parker was vivid in my head.

"Yeah, what about her?" I questioned while washing the dishes and my hands before drying them.

"Well, she has a son who needs babysitting..." she began hesitantly.

"Mom, what did you do?" I turned to her with suspicion in my eyes.

She nervously laughed before continuing. "Well I signed you up for it," she smiled at me.

"Mom!" I whined. "Why would you sign me up for babysitting? I haven't done it in ages!" I complained.

"Well, he's not that little! He can handle himself, she just wants someone that can keep an eye on him and you are a babysitter," she reasoned.

"I'm a babysitter?" I questioned. "Since when?" I followed her as she grabbed her keys and phone and began walking to our front door.

"Since now, Aubrey." She turned to me with a pointed look. "You have to be there by noon. I've left the address on a sticky note on the fridge. Find it, keep it, do not lose it, and be there by noon. She's willing to pay you if you want, you can discuss that with her. Her shift isn't until noon so get there a little early, take care." She quickly kissed my cheek before speed walking to her car, driving off to the hospital where she worked as a nurse.

Now, what do I do? I guess I have a summer job. I turned to look at the clock in our living room and saw the time to be ten-thirty in the morning. I sighed and decided to get ready so I could get there on time.

I jogged up to my room, picked my outfit, a white sundress with some sunflowers on it, good first impressions only, and went over to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, showered, and went back down to get some breakfast, I decided to stick to eating an orange.

It was the one fruit we had in this household.

I threw on my converse and grabbed my keys and phone before plucking the note off the fridge, reading the address.

It sounded familiar however I couldn't recall ever going to Mrs. Parker's house. I shrugged it off and went to grab my bicycle. I like to bike around since it doesn't cost much since no gas is required and it's fun for me.

I plugged my earphones in and began the ride over to the Parker household.

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Once I got there, I analyzed the house before walking up and ringing the doorbell. Was this even the right house? It seemed familiar. I read the address plate by the mailbox which read 'Parkers' and knew I was exactly where I was told to be.

I sighed before leaving my bike by the mailbox and walking up to the front door. I straightened out my dress and wiped my palms against it before letting out a sigh, shaking out the nerves. I don't know why I was so nervous, I just had a feeling.

A bad feeling.