15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully

acher's office. Mrs. Danvers had asked me to see her after s

... That's more than I can save in

g past as they make their way home. But I'm too lost i

my steps slow when I notice a prickling f

every warm feeling inside me is squ

est of the football team. He looks every bit Westfield High's star quarterback with his wi

d. Not

y as everyone stops to watch the latest saga bet

ch one is blocked by eager students, and Maya isn't here to sa

Mrs. Danvers, I'll h

ake a step forward, then another. For tha

me. The pound of his boots against the floor matches m

plead internally the clo

eze my eyes shut as I attempt to make myse

ry second, he pauses and I feel my heart thump faster. Then, by some

s of everyone watching. And once they realiz

completely. It's like his tripping me in the cafeteria yesterday did

really matters, I whip my head forward and r

. Danvers greets

vers. You ask

e of her nose. "As I said in my text, the parents are going to be out of t

sorry. Did y

et to mention that? How silly of me." She waves a ha

Two kids

ell, why did you think they agr

something I've been doing since I turned fourteen. But for fifteen day

atch them?" I ask, suddenly reme

she says dismissively, clasping her

I'd be a fool not

, I nod

the address," she says

s locker room when the sound of rau

e on the field b

n before someone notices me, bu

e gunning for your spot, Ty

next week. We can't afford to l

has made it clear he wants Tyler's spot, which leads to them always fighting. Conside

his deep voice recognizable amidst

. His arrogance... then again, Tyler

one thing and one thing only as I stare up a

eck myself through the one-way glass window. My brown hair is still pulled into

abysitter," I mumble beneath my breath

patiently to be answered, my eyes swing sideways. Engraved on the ma

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