Arke High

Chapter 38-The babysitter

A/N Sorry if there's a lot of cussing, but I think it makes it more realistic.
Clarke P.O.V
On the plane back to the city I sat next to Bellamy. I don't know when, but I fell asleep as the plane was flying. I was awakened by a small nudge on my shoulder. I looked up to see Bellamy.
"Time to get up Princess." He told me. I looked around and saw people getting off. I sat up then stretched.
"Okay." We got up then everyone met up inside the airport. There the teacher did a head count and then we all piled into a bus and got dropped off at the school. All the cars the students had driven to the school with were still there. Camilo was going to be driving me home as well as Raven, Monty, Jasper, and Fox. Bellamy walked me to the Ford Flex with an arm over my shoulders. We stopped in front of the car and he gave me a quick kiss.
"See you at school tomorrow Princess." He said. I waved goodbye then hopped into the passenger seat. Camilo dropped everyone off then we headed home. When we entered the living room, Charlotte was on the couch watching what looked like Sam and Cat. "Hey Munchkin." Camilo said getting her attention. She looked over to where we were standing, and a huge smile grew on her face. She instantly flew off the couch, Camilo crouched down to hug his sister, she almost knocked him down as she hugged him. They pulled away and then she hugged me, I bent down to hug her.
"Did you miss us?" I asked her as I pulled away.
"Yes. Your mom hired a babysitter, and I don't like her very much. She's in the bathroom right now." She told me .
"Why don't you like her?" Camilo asked.
"She's not really nice and she's always talking on the phone never really paying attention to me. Plus she wears really short shorts that seem to be more like underwear than shorts." Just as Charlotte finished speaking, the baby sitter came into the room. It was possibly the person I disliked the most in the world, and probably my mom's worst choice for a babysitter.
"What the hell are you doing here Roma?" I barked at her, even though I already knew the answer.
She smiled innocently."Babysitting Clarke, your mom was looking for a babysitter and I happened to be in the neighborhood. So I decided to do her a favor."
I glared daggers at her."Your doing no one a favor by babysitting Charlotte. You couldn't even take care of a goldfish. Charlotte would be better off with a dog as a babysitter."
"Why do you think I couldn't take care of Charlotte?" She asked.
"Because you aren't the brightest or most caring person in the world." I said as if it was the most obvious thing ever, I thought it was.
"I care about a lot of things besides myself. For example Bellamy, and I took care of him really well at the party." She said with a completely fake smile. I clenched my fists, so I didn't start yelling at Roma in front of Charlotte.
"Camilo can you take Charlotte upstairs please?" I asked him calmly. He nodded with a serious look on his face, and took Charlotte upstairs. as they disappeared upstairs I turned to Roma.
"You have exactly five seconds to get the fuck out of my house or I will kick you out myself."I warned her.
"I can't leave without getting paid." She said.
"Oh I think you can. My mother will give you your payment later now leave." I ordered her firmly.
"No I think I'll stay right here." She sat down on the couch."Can I borrow your phone, mine is out of charge and I need to call Bellamy. I told him I'll call right when he got back from the trip and I can't have my boyfriend thinking I lied to him." I glared at her. She had some nerve saying that after she tried to break up Bellamy and me.
"Bellamy is not your boyfriend, he's mine." I told her."Besides if you actually did tell Bellamy you would call him, he wouldn't want you to call. He does not like you."
"He's not your boyfriend, you broke up with him, remember?" She laughed."And if he didn't like me why was he going to have sex with me at the party?"
It was my turn to laugh."Please do you think I still believe that?" I rolled my eyes and continued."Bellamy explained how you were being a slut and tried to make it seem like you were having sex. And even though it worked for a little bit, we loved each other and we got back together."
She jumped to her feet."You what? How could Bellamy like a skank like you? A skank who left after her daddy died cause her over emotional, weak as shit mother couldn't take it."
I was going to kill her. I didn't even know how she remembered me from before I left. I wasn't her friend back then and I sure as hell wasn't now.
"First of all don't talk about my dad or mother. If you even think of insulting them I will slap you so hard there will be a permanent tattoo of a hand on your cheek. Second of all I'm not a skank if anyone here is a skank it's you bitch." She looked ready to claw out my eyeballs right now. I continued on. "And finally Bellamy loves me because we were made for each other, and I'm not a filthy whore who sleeps with every one. Now leave my house before I tear out your hair. Doors that way." I pointed towards the exit but she didn't budge.
"You big ass bitch. You think that you can just order me around like I'm a peasant that's just supposed to bow down to the queen?" She walked over to me and looked me in the eyes with almost as much hatred as mine showed."You can't tell me what to do! I am not under your rule your highness."
"I never said you were under my rule, I never said I was a queen, all I told you to do was to get out of my house! You are not wanted here." I told her simply.
She backed away from me and once again sat on the couch. "No, I'm fine waiting here until your mom gets here."
I took a deep breath. That was it, I stalked over to the couch. I grabbed her wrist and yanked her up from the couch. I began to pull her to the door, but she yanked out of my grasp before I could take her out of the living room. She then quickly raised her hand and went to slap me. I closed my eyes expecting a stinging feeling on my cheek, but there was nothing. I opened my eyes and saw that Camilo was holding Roma's arm to prevent her from slapping me. Where'd he come from? I wondered.
"Don't you dare touch her." He warned in an eerily calm voice, which seemed so different from his normal tone. Then Roma pulled her arm free.
"Who's this? Your body guard or something?" She asked me.
"No. I'm her friend." Camilo answered. I was surprised he was talking, because he was a really shy person. Usually it took a while to get him to talk to someone he didn't know.
She smiled wickedly."Just a friend?"
"Yes, not that it's any of your business." I told her seriously.
Her smile turned from wicked to flirty as she turned to Camilo."Well then just a friend, what's your name?" She trailed her finger along his jawline.
He didn't flinch, and stood his ground."None of your business."
She laughed."You're a tough one aren't you." Then she leaned closer and in a more seductive voice said,"I like that." Then she pressed her lips against his. Camilo, not to my surprise didn't kiss back. Roma then pulled him closer, while Camilo just stood there motionless. After deciding I've seen enough of this disgusting scene, I pulled Roma off of Camilo.
"Hey, we were having fun!" She yelled.
"He wasn't." I pointed my thumb at Camilo.
"I bet he was." She told me with a smug expression on her face.
I rolled my eyes."Yeah right, he didn't even kiss back. And didn't you say you liked Bellamy?"
"I do, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun kissing other guys." She said.
"Whatever, just leave." I told her.
"Fine." She pushed passed me and stalked over to Camilo. She roughly grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him towards her. He was expecting it though. Before their lips made contact Camilo put his hand up to block her. With a serious expression he said,"I don't kiss girls that try to slap my friends, or girls that parade themselves around guys like huge sluts." At first she had been shocked at the rejection, but then anger took over. Her face contorted into a furious looking expression. She raised her hand to slap him. Camilo easily caught her wrist preventing her from slapping him.
"I also don't like getting slapped." Her wrist and she stormed out with a shriek, and a slam of a door.
He turned to me."The baby sitter seems nice."
I laughed."Yeah real nice." He chuckled."Thanks for stopping her from slapping me."
Smiling he said,"No problem. What are friends for?"
I smiled at him then I went upstairs.