A babysitter...for another apartment!

Lauren opened the door to see a bubbly looking, curvy, eighteen-year old blonde with baby blue eyes. She also had a large duffle bag strapped over her shoulder. As the girl was looking through some notes in a book, Lauren felt a little self-conscious as she looked at this young woman’s chest. Whereas Lauren’s looked like two chocolate chips on an ironing board, this woman’s chest looked like two cantaloupes. Lauren could also tell this girl hadn’t known she opened the door yet.

“Okay, let’s see.” the teenager said to herself, though loud enough for Lauren to hear, “Jasmine Little, age four. Bedtime is five o’clock sharp. Prone to accidents due to not being potty-trained yet. Hmm, yeah I think I can handle all of this.”

“Um, excuse me…” Lauren interrupted, getting the teenager’s attention. The teen put her notes back into the large bag she was carrying before kneeling down to Lauren’s level, smiling sweetly.

“Hi sweetie.” she greeted Lauren as if the twenty-one-year old was just a toddler, “My name is Ms. Frankie. I’m going to take care of you while your mommy and daddy go on their vacation. At least until your grandma comes to take over.” Frankie looked around for a bit before giving Lauren a concerned look, asking, “Where are your mommy and daddy, Jasmine?”

Lauren blinked for a bit before it finally clicked with her. This girl must have been a babysitter that was hired by one of her neighbors, and she apparently mistook her apartment as the neighbor’s and mistook her for her newest charge.

“I’m sorry,” Lauren responded, blushing at the fact she was being mistaken for a four-year old, “you must have the wrong apartment. No one by that name lives here.”