li.bi.do
ləˈbēdō/
noun
sexual desire.
"loss of libido"
synonyms:sex drive, sexual appetite; the energy of the sexual drive as a component of the life instinct.
"It's hard to trust something I cannot see."
"You trust it baby, you don't need your eye...
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"What the hell do you mean you're my babysitter?! I don't even know you!" I exclaimed. I stood up in an angered way, he wasn't fazed of my 5'2 vs his 6'1.
"Either that, or you become my roommate." he said. He smirked a bit at my attitude.
"Who are you! How are you going to go and make demands about my-"
"Mr. Hall asked that I tell you. He wanted to make sure that you are watched this year." he replied.
Is my age going to be hung over my head all year?!
I gathered my things and I walked out of the cafe.
"Don't say that I didn't warn you!"
I ignored his last statement, and walked out of the building. I walked out to the street and into the city. I still have time to kill, why not go and get Starbucks?
The coffee shop was a few blocks down the road, so I walked the whole way down there. My phone dinged and I checked the notification.
'Text me when you can, I want to go grocery shopping later on today!'
I smiled and replied with an 'ok'.
I ordered coffee and headed back out to the busy city. I stopped for a moment and thought to myself, why was that guy telling me that? I hope its some freshman hazing thing, I do not need a babysitter.
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My first class of the year was fine, I had no problem getting to it and I have a full page of notes.
My phone rang, it was my dad. I swiped to answer the call. "Hello?"
"Hey Ezra, did you meet Adam yet?"
"Who's Adam?" I asked in confusion.
Then I thought about it.
"Wait dad! I do not need a babysitter!" I pleaded on the phone.
"I wouldn't call him a babysitter, just think of him as your big brother." he replied.
"No dad! Why do I have to have some random guy following me around and checking me all the time?" I snapped.
He sighed. "Don't make it difficult Era, it's only for a year."
"A year I can live without..." I mumbled.
"Don't be like that Ezra, I'm serious. We're kind of helping him out. Mr. Hall asked me because he needs volunteer hours to graduate, I said why not because you're 17 years old in a city you know noting about." Dad snapped.
I shut my mouth quickly. "Alright dad."
"Good. How was your first day at least?"
"It was ok, I found my class in enough time. Lecturing was boring but I'll be fine." I said with a light smile.
