Having Fun with the Babysitter (Flux and Dragon)

[Dragon_Spirit_249us]

The request played continually through her head as she walked down the road to her teacher's house. Jessie didn't expect to be babysitting, but you know, it was money and she needed extra money to do some things and get some things that she wanted.

The young seventeen year old was decently cute. Her face was a little round, giving her a younger look. She didn't wear make-up like some of the other girls her age, she didn't like looking like a made-up clown or prostitute - plus she didn't need it. Her skin was fine and looked soft with a light tan on her just to show she liked being outdoors. She wasn't super thin, she had some meat on her body, but she also had nice curves. Her dark blue t-shirt was a little loose on her, kind of hiding her 34-C bust and nice curves. Her black shorts cut off at mid-thigh since it was nice weather. She stood just past five foot one - a little on the short side. Her friends joked that she was "fun sized".

Jessie let out a sigh, she hoped she didn't look too bad for babysitting, she didn't get dressed up because it was supposed to be just a babysitting gig. She turned up the walkway to her teachers house - she had been there a few times with her parents - they had a son that went to the same school as her, she was slightly curious why he wasn't babysitting - maybe he had plans.

Jessie knocked on the door, then running her hand through her copper colored hair that was cut to fall just above her shoulders with a little bit of a wave in them. Her green eyes sparkled in the lowering light of the sun. She didn't live too far from their house so she had walked, turning down her parents offer to drive her over - also telling them she would walk home - not knowing how long she was expected to babysit she also told them not to wait up. Jessie rolled back and forth on her heals, her hands cupped behind her as she waited at the door.

 

[Flux]

Mr. Vincent Parker was a 40 year old math teacher. He could get on well with Jessie otherwise he wouldn't ask Jessie to babysit on his son and his daughter. At the time that Jessie arrived, Vincent was ready to leave with his wife Violet to the restaurant. Vincent and Violet were both about 6 feet tall. Violet was 38 years old so a bit younger then Vincent was. They were both blond and had both blue eyes.

Vincent opened the door right after Jessie knocked on it. "Welcome Jessie. Dean and Lizzy are inside," he said. "Come in."
Dean was a classmate of Jessie and he was 18 years old. He was almost 6 feet tall because that was in his genes but his hair wasn't blond but black and his eyes were green. That made him different. Lizzy was already asleep because she was only 11 years old. She always slept for a long time.

Dean was sitting in the couch as he saw Jessie entering the house, feeling embarrassed that she was going to find out that he was the son of their math teacher. But that would explain the fact that his grades on math were a lot higher then on his other subjects. Dean was smart but he didn't liked to learn. But today, he hated the fact that his father asked a girl who was younger then him, to look after him and his sister.
Dean tried to ignore the fact that Jessie was going to babysit and tried to imagine that she was here to do some homework, nothing more, nothing less. But that was going to be hard for him.

 

[Dragon_Spirit_249us]

Jessie smiled brightly at the greeting and walked into the house, "Thank you Mr. Parker." Jessie was a very responsible student, and her grades reflected that, being rather high on nearly all subjects - her parents made her work hard, but she didn't mind, she liked the feeling of accomplishment. She looked around the house, it was nice, "Is Lizzy already in bed?" She asked, her and Lizzy had met before and had gotten along, Lizzy liked stopping Jessie when she was walking their dogs to pet them - a nice kid.

Jessie saw Dean on the couch, so he wasn't out or doing something. She had her black backpack with her, holding some books and things to do in it, something to keep her occupied for the night. Jessie had seen Dean around before, but never made the real connection before because she never really saw him when she saw Lizzy. And he looked different from his parents. Mr. Vincent and Dean were both handsome people though. "Where are you guys going tonight?" She asked, making pleasant talk while it seemed Mrs. Parker was still getting ready. She moved by the couch and placed her backpack down, but out of the way, "Hey Dean," She said, smiling at him.

 

[Flux]

"Yes, Lizzy is already in bed because she needs to do something tomorrow at the dancing club," Vincent said. Jessie was his favorite student because her grades always were above the others. Dean tried not to look at Jessie because he was embarrassed to be the teacher's son. Normally Dean was going out today but his father didn't allowed him to because of the fact that Jessie was going to babysit. When Jessie asked where they were going, Vincent said: "We are going to a restaurant. And if you are hungry or thirsty, you can just take it out of the fridge." Mrs. Parker walked down the stairs in a beautiful and probably very expensive dress. "Hello Jessie!" she said as she smiled at Jessie. When he heard his name, Dean looked at Jessie and just nodded. He didn't want to talk to her right now.

 

[Dragon_Spirit_249us]

Jessie nodded - with Lizzy already in bed it would be quite an easy night. She was a little dissapointed that Dean wouldn't talk to her, not even an hello - it made her wonder if she stunk or if she did something that made him not like her. She mentally shrugged it off, maybe he was just having a bad night. When Mrs. Parker came down the stairs and said hello to Jessie, "Hello Mrs. Parker." she responded. She nodded, "Thank you." It was nice to know she didn't have to go thirsty or hungry. Mrs Parker was already at the front door, ready to head out. "You two have a wonderful night."

Once they were gone Jessie sat down on the opposite side of the couch from Dean. Glancing over at him for a moment - she wasn't sure if she should say anything to him or not, she didn't want to piss him off. She decided to reach into her bag and pull out one of her books, shifting on the couch and crossing her legs under her she pretended to read, but she couldn't really focus and register the words.

 

[Flux]

"Thanks!" Mr Parker shouted as he closed the door. Dean stood up and walked towards the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink?" He asked, opening the fridge and already took the bottle of Pepsi Max. As he waited for her answer, he opened the closet and took out two glasses because she was probably going to drink something. He filled both of the glasses and took them. He walked back towards the living room and putted the glasses on the table. "Here you go," he said. He sat back down in the couch and looked at her. "What are you reading?" He asked a bit curious about what she was reading. Dean hated reading, he preferred to watch some shows on the television or play a game on his computer.

 

[Dragon_Spirit_249us]

"Yes, just some water please!" She said, not wanting to really to take up too many of their resources, she might get something more a little later, but she also really liked drinking water. She took the glass when it was offered to her, "Thank you." She took a drink before she placed it off to the side. She looked back at her book and when he asked about what she was reading she looked at him for a minute before having to look at the cover of her book, she couldn't remember which one she grabbed, "White Night." She answered. "It's a supsense, thriller. Crime solving, lust, action, and everything." She explained a little further. She shifted a little, she looked over her book to Dean, "How is school treating you so far?" She asked, trying to make some conversation so there wasn't much silence. The school year was only a little past the halfway mark.

 

[Flux]

As she said which book she was reading, Dean looked a bit weird because he doesn't know any books. "Never heard of it." When she started talking about school, again he looked weird. "School is going pretty well. But I'm thinking about quitting school when I finished this year. I'm not really in the mood to continue," Dean said. Why do people always talk about school? Even when I have some free time they talk about it! It makes me sick. "How about you?" He continued after a short pause. "I think that you are going to continue school until you have a good diploma? Or are you going to stop too?" He looked at Jessie and smiled a bit, hoping that she would tell him what she was planning to do. He took his glass and drank a bit from it and he putted it back down.