I had wasted a whole day searching each individual place for a job whilst getting rather weird and judgemental looks by the owners. I was even stupid even to accidentally waltzed into the local sex shop. I mean come on anyone would have walked in if the sign said "Toys Are Us" little innocent kids man. Me. I still had my innocence.

"Are you looking for anything in particular, we just got in some new models." The woman at the desk said with her bleach blonde hair and black latex outfit. To say I was mortified would be an understatement when I saw what she was holding.

I ran out screaming after that whilst seeing the first letters of the sign that spelt the word 'sex'.

"Why don't you start by babysitting?" Natalie said while giggling at her phone for what reason, I don't care to know.

"But I don't know the first thing about kids," I huffed as I fell back into the cushiony couch.

"When I was your age I babysat this really chubby kid called Julius, he kept complaining about how my cooking was terrible," now thats an understatement. "But his mother had told me I couldn't order any pizza so the kid kept complaining over and over and one night I wasn't paying attention and the turkey in the microwave exploded all over the kitchen."

"Why was there a turkey in the microwave, why were you even cooking a turkey in the first place?"

"Google told me a quick way how to cook a turkey also the cooker was all yucky from the stew I tried to make, the only things left was the turkey and a mouldy potato and I couldn't the chubby fucker the mouldy potato could I? I then just ordered us pizza but I got fired after the parents came home i guess you could imagine their faces when they saw the mess."

"Oh I can imagine."

I needed the money and there was no way I could make a complete and utter train wreck of looking after a little kid like Aunt Natalie had done. I posted a status on Facebook asking if anyone needed a babysitting.

Tristan Haines.

'I need babysitting.' He messaged me.

'If thats supposed to be 1 of ur lame pick up lines kys rn.' I replied.

'Im just playing with u but still I hav a lil sister named Anna.'

'Why don't you babysit her?'

'IDK the first thing about babysitting'

'That makes two of us'

'Then we could help each other out but difference is u'd be getting money'

'I'll think about it'

~

I thought about it and decided that I was I needed the money. I felt like I couldn't just let Natalie pay for my living, that wasn't her responsibility. It was mine.

I thought I was somehow at the wrong address when I saw the big large mansion like house but when I got to knocking the door, Tristan's face beamed at the sight of me and started calling out, "Anna she's here, she's here!"

I stepped one foot in the door only to be jumped by a tiny yet strong little girl. "Geez you're pretty strong."

"Duh." She giggled.

"It's really nice to meet you." I smiled at her.

Anna was wearing a pink flowery dress with a matching headband and a large camera wrapped around her neck while giving me a cheesy white grin. Her hair was blonde which was different from Tristan's yet they both seemed to have the same button nose but Tristan had small specks of freckles on the bridge with a barely there scar. Anna curtsied while saying hello. When I looked at her feet they where both filthy in mud.

I couldn't help but laugh when Tristan's face snapped and did that cute little annoyed frown he did, whenever we were in class he'd do that same frown when he was stuck of a question. It was somewhat adorable. I need to get a life.

I thought for a moment that he'd snap and yell but when he looked back at his little sister he just scolded her slightly, whilst laughing and saying "Let's clean you up."

He grabbed her small body gently and lifted her up over his back while she smacked his back shouting "Don't big bro, everyone will see my underwear."

I followed them both into the kitchen as he sat her on the counter while wiping her feet off with a cloth and drying it with a towel while tickling her feet. Somewhat I knew Tristan lied when he said that he couldn't babysit. He looked like a natural, tickling his little sister as she cried for him to stop.

We sat outside in the garden which was full of nature. With lushly green grass and large trees which led into a forest that looked like it could go on for miles. There was even a fountain and everything. I seemed familiar in a sense.

"I hate playing house,"  a small voice said, I recognised it was me, but a young foetus version. I was standing next to a young dark haired boy who was growling while throwing stones into the same fountain, saying "Me too, duh!"

"Everyone keeps pretending to be Tris-TanTans bride." She hiccuped as tears starting falling from her eyes.

Tristan?

"Do you wanna be my bride then?" He asked looking up at young me. We both looked to be about five or six. It all felt familiar, like a memory had just came back to me suddenly, it was impossible. I had never met Tristan before since I had just moved to this town.

"No that's not what I meant, but even if I'm Tan-Tans number one, it's no good if I'm not number one..." She cried again.

"You're number one." He said standing up and grabbed her small hand and held it tight.

"But I'm not-"

"You are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too, cry baby!"

The familiar moment disappeared and I was now looking into bright blue eyes that were filled with worry.

"Are you okay?" He asked and rubbed his thumb on my wet cheeks. Was I crying?

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Authors Note

Been a while sorry for that. I was actually thinking about just stopping writing all together but I decided to finish my stories.

Comment what you think about the whole childhood memory thing.

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Love all💘
-Georgina