Paperjam's POV

    I awoke to my alarm for morning. It was the beginning summer but mom still wanted me to get up at a certain time. I walk down the stairs in my pajamas. Mom and dad are sitting at the table already. Mom see's me and comes over to me. "So how'd you sleep?" he asked with a bright pink apron on.
    "Tired" I answered. I had stayed up really late last night, thinking about my hot babysitter. His name was mr.fresh and he was really dreamy. A bright pink covered my face.
    Mom started to panic and quickly grabbed the thermometer from a cabinet. When I snapped back to reality, mom stuffed the thermometer into my mouth.
    "*sigh*, thank goodness you don't have a fever" mom said worriedly.
    "Inky, he probably has a crush on someone and just thought about them" dad said as he played on his phone with his feet crossed on the table.
    "ERROR!" mom yelled. Dad jumped, dropping his feet onto the ground and equally dropping his phone. "No shoe's on the table!" mom warned. Dad huffed and got up. Dad brought mom into a heated kiss.
    I put a hand by my eyes and look away from them with a smile. They pulled away with a string of saliva connecting them.
    "Well, me and your mom are going on a date in a minute. Be nice to your babysitter and if you get hungry tell fresh to make you something" dad explained, pulling mom to the door. Mom took off the apron and put it on the counter before closing the door.
    I sighed happily knowing that mr.fresh was coming over. I run up the stairs and go into the bathroom. My clothes lay on the rack as my toothbrush and other things laid on the counter by the sink. I change into my clothes and do all the other things I need to do before I start the day. I straighten my clothes to look better for my babysitter.
    I'm eleven years old and still have a babysitter, #weirdandproud. I giggle as I hear the door bell ring. Mr. Fresh is only 14 and in highschool. I run down the stairs and to the door. I slam the door open, excited to see him. He seemed startled by my action and was holding his chest. Mr.fresh calmed down as I walked out of the way. He walked inside.
    "So what ya planning little jam?" he asked as he turned towards me. I giggled and run into his chest.
    "Maybe a movie!?" I shouted excitedly. He chuckled and led me to the couch. He crouched in front of me.
    "What kind?" he asked as I blushed. I put my hands in my lap.
    "A h-horror..." I answered nervously. He looked confusingly at me.
    "Ya sure little bro? They'll give ya the nighty's" I nodded with a pouty face. He sighed and tipped his hat. He got up and looked through the movies under the tv. He got one out and showed me the cover. It said lights out. I nodded as he put the movie disc into the CD player....

*one hour later*

    By the time the movie ended, I was clinging onto mr.fresh's arm. He chuckled. "I told you!" he teased. I pouted as the slightest noise came from the kitchen. I jumped and clinged tighter to his arm.
    "C-can you sleep b-by me tonight?" I asked in a scared tone. He nodded and smiled warmly. When I called mom and dad, they said that they wouldn't be coming home until tomorrow, I giggled and said ok when I giant moan was heard and the phone hung up. Mr.fresh blushed as I looked confusingly at him....

*some hours later*

    We got into the same bed as I cuddled into his chest. He blushed and put his arms around me. "M-mr.fresh?" I asked.
    "Yes, jam jam?" he answered.
    "I love you" I spoke as I fall into a peaceful slumber.
    "I love you too....."

(Sorry for taking so long!)