The Babysitter

Chapter 7: (Aubrey's POV)- Mario Kart

After that pathetic argument, we kept our mouths shut and just sat there in silence. I, of course, being the smart one, decided to pull out my phone as a distraction and boy was it working. I completely forgot he was sitting right beside me.

Who the hell am I kidding? He's right there, I'm a nervous wreck and I have no clue why, my heart is racing, I genuinely think this is what it feels like when you're going crazy. Am I right with my hypothesis? I sure hope not.

After realizing that I wasn't even looking at my screen, I turned my phone off and placed it on the table in front of us.

"Pretending to go on your phone doesn't help huh?" he spoke with a teasing tone lingering in his voice.

I turned to him with a glare. "Do you have anything better to do?" I questioned.

"I could think of something two people can do." His eyes shone with amusement with the smirk that plays on his lips.

"You disgust me." I shook my head in disappointment. What else was I expecting him to say? Oh, let's go take a walk? Not like he can do that either.

I feel kind of bad for him. He can't leave his own house and it probably sucks being a prisoner in your own house, that too in the summer, when everything's more fun outside.

When the beach is nice and the water is cold, when lemonade stands are up. What a pity he can't go out. I bet his room isn't organized either, that could kill some time.

"Take me up to your room," I spoke demandingly, closing my eyes once I realized how wrong that sounded.

"Taking charge. I'm cool with that." He put his hands up in surrender.

"No, that's not what I meant," I groaned. "I wanna see your room." I shrugged casually.

"Whatever you say Aubs," he shrugged and patted my knee twice before grabbing my hand and pulling me up. Oh, I see he's calling me Aubs now, ok. I don't know how he knows it because no one except for Vi calls me that.

"Where'd you get the nickname?" I questioned as we walked up the stairs.

"Just thought it suits you. Are you ok with it?" He glanced at me as we approached his room.

I replied but it came out like a confusing question, because

call you Carthy," he shrugged while opening the door for me with a boyish

whatever you want," I spoke while looking around his room to see it was pretty clean. The only thing that seemed to

to my bedroom?"

desk sounds like a pretty good idea to me, and you

how boring that makes you sound?" he pointed

floor. "We'll split them into liked and disliked and then you can give away the books you don't like. Okay?" I looked up at him

went through all the books, pile by pile. Doing this took about thirty minutes only, he was making this too easy. Either way, we were done with our job. So we

we dusted our hands simultaneously while

it? What do you usually do?" I asked

on my phone, play

at him, hoping he would say the one game I like

wanna hear," he

cool. Wanna play?" I brushed

He held his hand

set everything up before handing me the remote. I was going the classic route and picking Mario even though we argued because he wanted to

Luigi, the underrated half of the Mario brothers," I grunted while trying to pick Mario but he wouldn't let me. "Luigi's

while trying to pick Mario but before he could do so, I

birthday!" I argued

Why? No clue.

I do, it's October thirteenth! Mine is

Luigi for him but he

I'll take baby Mario." I let out a frustrated sigh before picking baby Mario.

Mario and we began

picked Koopa Troopa Beach and we began racing. I'm not usually that much of a competitive person but when it comes to Mario Kart,

screamed as I got inked on while Xavier sped right past me. "Ha!" I

me, I was

stood up and shouted as I came in first. "Loser!" I teased, rubbing it in his face. I jumped around for a short moment before he spoke