Baby sitting

"You know what am talking about of course", he gives me an incredulous look, " you look like a child who received his first Christmas present".

I blush more at his words; am of course happy I got to hold something my crush touched with his hands.

"Let it slide Perry, can't a boy smile just because he wants to?"

He gives me a look before nodding, " I guess it's okay if you want to keep a secret from your best friend", he hastens his steps.

His words made me fill guilty for trying to keep. something from my friend who've always been there.

I haven't kept secrets from him since we became friends, why start now?

"Aiden talked to me during history class today", I blushed as I thought if his close proximity Ashe asked me for a pen.

Perry stoped suddenly I would have fallen on him if I wasn't all that observant.

"What did he talk about with you?", he turns to give me his full undivided attention.

"He asked me for a pen during lesson", I swear I can feel his hot breathe on me.

"Hmmm" was all Perry said as he resumed his walk.

"Why hmmm?", I asked the male who was minutes ago interested in whatever I had to say.

He shrugs, "I don't know what to say to your words", he still didn't stop, he continued all the way to the bus station.

"You could have at least told me that's progress, and that he will be mine before the end of the school term", a feat I know I as impossible as an angel landing in earth like right now.

"Those will be empty words and promises Nuel, it won't mean anything when none of your fantasies becomes a reality", he gives me a side hug, " don't worry your pretty head on things concerning a male who isn't worthy of you. There are ones waiting for you to notice them", he guides me to a bench close by.

" I don't care for whoever it is that likes me, all I know is I love him, and there's nothing on this planet that will stop me from loving him" I vowed.

Perry gives me am indecipherable look, " you don't have to say such things without thinking of tomorrow", he shrugs, " you might change your opinions of today when you accept the person who truly loves you".

To avoid having any dispute between us, I

quietly start down on the bench to wait for the bus.

Talking might bring rise to a disagreement between us; one that always leads to disaster.

"See you at school tomorrow", he waves to me a I disembarked from the bus.

I don't know why Perry insists on entering the bus with me while he can take any car he wants to school without anyone raising an eyebrow at that.

Taking a bus with me everyday after school became his daily routine when I told him I won't ride his car with him.

I feel like am a charity case whenever someone helps me all because of my condition, and that feeling is what I hate most in this entire planet.

Opening the already unlocked door, I walked inside, narrowly forgetting to remove my shoes and swap them for some slippers.

"Mom, am home!", I shouted, passing the loving room on the way to my room,

"welcome darling", she answers in return, without turning to acknowledge me.

She's gotten used go robotically greeting I and my sister.

" Boo boo" she called out as she eagerly ran towards me

"And here's my favourite little sister, Boom boom", he smiles, carrying the little cute darling up, "what did you cook for your Boo boo hu?", I tickle the ticklish little ninja.

Laughing, she tries to swat my hand from her, "stop", laughs, "stop", giggles, "I will", giggles hysterical.

" Nuel you will kill your sister by tickling her to death!", mom shouted from the parlour.

" She asked for it!", I shouted as I brought her down, " thank your God Mom's around, else I would have tickled your for all eternity", I playfully glared at her.

" Yen, yen, yen you won't do nothing!", she says before running into the parlour to escape what she knows is coming towards her.

Sighing, I walk into my room.

My room isn't all that big, it's just medium sized, unlike the bedrooms featured in movies; the. type that makes you daydream about them.

My queen sized bed, a mini library, a table and desk, and my wardrobe are basically the only things in my room.

Pictures of my favorite star covers almost all of my blue wall, the pictures a sharp contrast to the colours in my room.

Dropping my bag on the floor, I proceeded to remove my school clothes. I seriously hate wearing the same clothes I wore to school at home, it's etch me.

Taking a mich needed warm bath, I dressed and headed downstairs to eat my lunch.

"There's spaghetti there, but if you don't want to eat that, the leftover Macaroni is still in the fridge , you can warm it", mom said the moment she heard me come downstairs.

" Am eating with you Boo boo!", Boom boom shouts from wherever she might be.

"I don't want to eat with you, go away!", I smile. My words will make her come out from wherever she might have been hiding in.

" You must eat with me", she crosses her hands as she walked into the kitchen few minutes after I said those words.

"I won't", I frown at her, "I don't eat with my foes and you're one", is stuck my tongue out at her (childish? I don't care).

" What's a foe?", she gives me a confused expression.

"A foe is a person who hates to be tickled, a person who doesn't play with others", I keep a long blank expression on my face.

" That's not the meaning", she glares at me before running towards the parlour to ask mom what the meaning of foe is.

I dish out my food and hers,taking great pain in designing her food the way she likes it before I took my up to my room.

"Boom boom your food is in the kitchen", I call out to her as I passed the parlour.

"Go away, you're my foe!", she shouts in anger, making me giggle at her childish character.

" You know you love me",

" can you guys just stop your play for a moment? I need to complete this episode before I leave", mom said.

I frown at her words, but said nothing in return as I head upstairs to my room.

Mom gets too sucked in in life most of the times she forgets about reality, but I don't blame her this is her way of escape; her way of coping with her past.

Others drown themselves in alcohol, misery and drugs, but mom drowns hers out in work, watching of movie series and going on senseless dates thrice a week.

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"What should we do tonight?", I asked Boom boom.

It's been like an hour since mom left for her early date, according to her she have like two different dates to go to, and will return a bit later than usual, and that's why she left early for the said date.

"Let's play rock, paper, scissors!", she shouts in excitement, " I love that game".

" Yes that's what we should do tonight!", I tried to mirror her excitement, but failed miserably since my heart and entire focus is in the party I would have attended tonight.

"Read a be time story for me?", she asks as I tuck her in for the night,

"okay", I agree because I don't have it in me to ignore her request, neither do I have time for her arguments tonight.

"I don't just want any story, I want you to read ' stories my mom told me ' I serious love those stories more than life itself!", she excitedly blinks her eyes in anticipation of the novel reading am about to deliver.

Taking out the page worn book ( I swear my sister only listens to these stories. Ever since my mom bought the book for her, she've been too ecstatic over them to pay any other book attention), I opened it to the first page.

"I want to hear of the girl who got married to a fish first, I really love that one", she pouts, " please Boo boo start from there, and when you're through, you can read others with the fish husband's own too", she claps in gee.

Shaking my head at the little cute girl with a face you can't ever deny anything she ask of you.

Obliging to her request, I opened to the page of her favorite story; a story that talks of a girl who refuses to marry the young men who came to ask for her hand in marriage, but when she saw the fish man, she fell in love with him.

Knowing he's a fish didn't deter her from her quest, as she most times brings food to him at the river.

Everytime she visits, she sings a sweet melody, and with that melody, the fish husband comes out.

He changes into a human, eat the food she brought, and spends time with the human.

Gradually the girl's brother became suspicious of her activities and decides to follow her.

He found out all the secrets of her husband, and in turn learnt the tune of the melody without the two lovers been aware of being watched.

The next day the brother came, sang the song and laid in wait for the fish to come out, and when he did, the brother killed him and left the carcass for the sister to discover.

When the sister came for her daily visit and saw the hide of her husband, she cried uncontrollable.

And in her rage, she out on his hide and dived into the river; never to be heard of again, but rumours have it she turned into the first Mermaid.

At the completion of my tale, I found my sister fast asleep. This is what she does every night, she requests you read the fish husband's tale first, but ends up sleeping before the completion of the tale.

I cover he with her blankets, kept the book on her shelves, switched off her light before I leave for my room which is just two doors to hers.

I don't know why mom bought a house as big as ours. This mansion of a house can contain a family of twelve and still have enough provision of space.