Sunday, July 3, 2016

Blossom and the Babysitter

Blossom Everly was 8 years old, and she did not want a babysitter. "Do you have to go?" she asked her mother for about the tenth time.

Her mother nodded and smiled at her. "Yes." she replied. "You know Daddy and I have to go to a dinner with Daddy's boss and his wife."

"Can't I go with you?" suggested Blossom eagerly as if that were the perfect solution and just nobody had thought of it yet.

Mommy shook her head. "I'm afraid not. It's just for grownups." Blossom sadly looked at the ground. "Don't worry." Mommy added seeing Blossom's sad face. "By the time you wake up in the morning, we'll be home." she declared.

Just then Daddy arrived home with an unfamiliar teenage girl. Blossom frowned at the girl, but the girl smiled back at her.

"Hi." said the girl happily. "I'm Geena Grasso. You must be Blossom." Blossom didn't reply. She just looked away.

Mommy and Daddy kissed Blossom on their way out the door. "Be good." said Mommy.

"Have fun." said Daddy.

After Mommy and Daddy left, Geena asked Blossom. "So what would you like to do?"

Blossom ignored her. She just sat down on the living room couch and started trying to braid her hair,

"You have really pretty hair." Geena told her. Blossom still ignored her.

"You should put your hair in a French braid." suggested Geena.

"I don't know how to do a French braid." replied Blossom unhappily.

"I could do it for you." offered Geena. She sat down on the couch next to Blossom and began braiding Blossom's hair. Blossom still didn't want to like Geena, but she really wanted her hair to be French braided so she just said quietly and let Geena braid her hair.

Geena quickly finished braiding. "There." she announced when she was done. "Here, let me take a picture so you can see it." She quickly snapped a picture on her cellphone and showed it to Blossom.

Blossom smiled. She had to admit it looked really pretty. "Thanks." she said happily. She was starting to warm up to Geena just a little bit.

Geena started talking about a character on a TV show that had a braid like Blossom's.

"That's one of my favorite shows!" exclaimed Blossom.

"Mine too." replied Geena.

They began talking about the show. Then they began talking about other shows. Then books,and before she knew it, Blossom had had a whole conversation with Geena. It turned out Geena liked a lot of the same things when she was a little girl that Blossom liked now. They talked so much that Blossom's throat got dry. "I'm thirsty." she declared, "And I'm hungry too." she added.

"Then, let's have a snack." said Geena.  Blossom was reluctant. Mommy usually didn't let her snack so late. "Don't worry." Geena assured her. "It will be our little secret." Blossom smiled. She liked having a secret with Geena.

They went into the kitchen and found some cheese and crackers and juice and brought them into the living room and ate in front of the TV. Afterwards, they cleaned up. Then, Geena played games with Blossom for an hour.

Before, they knew it. It was Blossom's bedtime. Geena let her stay up an extra hour and read her stories. Finally, it was time for Blossom to go to bed. Geena tucked her in bed and turned out the light. "I'm really glad you came to babysit me tonight." Blossom told her.

"I'm really glad too." replied Geena.

The next morning when Blossom woke up, Mommy and Daddy were back. "I guess you survived having a babysitter." Daddy teased her.

"We were back by the time you woke up just like we promised." declared Mommy.

"Can you go away again tonight, and can Geena babysit me again?" asked Blossom eagerly.

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