I was ready to go job hunting, I decided.
After teasing with my hair and minimal makeup, I was satisfied with my appearance, and started looking for the more desperate advertisements. I picked up a newspaper that was laying on my bed. I read an ad saying that a couple needed a babysitter. I got my phone out and dialed the number listed. I waited a few seconds.

"Hello?" a young-sounding lady answered.

"Hi. I read in an ad in the newspaper that you were looking for a babysitter," I said confidently.

"Oh, that one. My name is Cindy. You can start tonight. I need someone to watch my two kids. One's a girl, Bethany, she's thirteen. The other one is a boy, Joey, he's thirteen, too. They're twins. They can be a handful sometimes. May I have your name?"

"My name is Alyssa Shayne," I said. "I'm sixteen years old. I've babysat before a few times. I promise you I am a very good babysitter, I usually have my friend Blake help me if I need it. He is also sixteen years old."

I walked over to my window and sat down on my green bean bag, sinking down slowly. "...So I was thinking you can watch them at 8:00? My address is..." I got up fast and ran for a piece of paper and a pen. "...1259 Richard Street." I wrote it down.

"Okay, so do you want me to bring any board games or toys?" I asked.

"No, just come at 8. Thank you." She hung up. I looked at my phone, then clicked the "Maps" icon and put the address in. Cindy lived five minutes away from me. I went back to my bean bag. The time on my phone read 7:50. I  wanted to invite Blake to help me. I looked down at my phone and clicked his number. I let it ring for a few seconds.

"Hello?" I heard a deep soft voice. He made me melt when he talked. For some reason I was getting warm inside, and I could feel my face getting red.

"Hey, do you want to come with me and babysit tonight?"

"Sure, what time?"

"About in ten minutes,"

"Sure, i'll come to your house then we can drive over there together."

"Oh...Okay. See you then." I said, stuttering.  I was thinking so hard that I didn't realize he was walking into my room. I shouldn't have been surprised; he did live two doors down from me. When he walked in, I felt my heart begin to race. My eyes traced his tall, slender figure, from his messy brown hair down to his worn tennis shoes. His eyes were warm, a rainbow of soft colors, reminding me of sweet caramel. I took a deep breath, inhaling his overwhelmingly strong cologne. Naturally, I found myself nearly gagging on the powerful scent. However, his broad smile prevented that.

"Hey, are you ready?'' he asked, helping me up. I was so close to him. We both stared into each other's eyes and leaned in painfully slowly. I looked at his warm luscious lips begging for them to be on mine. I could smell his wonderful minty breath as it brushed along my lips. I couldn't fight the urge and pulled him to my lips. I put my arms around his neck. He put his hands on my waist. His lips felt like heaven with its warmth and softness. He kissed back with so much intensity, and I felt like I would burst...

"Alyssa, are you okay?" he asked, looking at me with concern. I shook my head. I was daydreaming again. I put my hands in my jacket pocket. He was still in the doorway, and I was still sitting on my bean bag. He looked more than ready to leave the room.

''Yeah, sorry. I'm just really excited about the job tonight," I said with a nervous smile, and I put my phone in my back pocket. We walked out of the house together.