I tried to make this story as real as possible. Everything Rosaline does, I have had to do or do regularly cos its just what i do. That inclueds the punishments and such.

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Riley and Huey grumbled under their breaths as they watched their grandfather finish dragging his luggage down stairs. They were rather distraught with the fact he was leaving for yet another vacation. It just wasn't very fair. Sure, it was only for a weekend, but they didn't want to be babysat. Huey was mor worried things would happen like last time and they would nearly end up killing each other.

"Now, boys," Their grandad started, heaving a groan as he lifted the bag down the last step, "The young lady I asked to watch y'all aint like tha ones ya had b'fo! Oh no! Aint gon be no messn' round with this one, nu uh!"

"Young lady?" Riley's lips smacked, "Aw Grandad, you got another teenager?"

"She's eighteen and from a very big family," He replied sternly, "She been 'round the block befo'. She know how ya lil hooligans act,"

Huey rolled his eyes, "Grandad, no white girl's gonna know how to handle Riley... or me for that matter. Ya know, just incase I get tired with my book"

"Well for your informatio-" before Grandad could finish, the door bell chimed, cutting him off mid sentance. He smiled and waltzed over to the door very proudly. Both Huey and Riley dashed over to the hall entrance and poked their little faces around the corner to get a glimpse of the young woman who would be staying with them for three days. Huey felt his breath escape his throat when the door swung open to reveal someone he absolutely did not expect.

She was tan from head to toe, not to mention quite... busty, but not fat. She had wavy dark brown hair that tied up into a ponytail, the strands curling into ringlets at the bottom. Her eyes were nearly black and she spoke with the slightest tinge of an accent when she said, "Hello Mr. Freeman, I'm Rosalina,"

"Girl mixed or suntin?" Riley asked a bit louder than he meant to. Huey nudged him, but before he could insult his younger brother he noticed the girl along with his grandad staring their way.

"Actually, I'm spanish," She smiled casually, shrugging her shoulders and sliding her hand down the strap of her bag, "But I'm also half french so... I guess I am kinda mixed,"

She was dressed very casually. Her shirt was blue striped with a white tank under shirt. She wore kahki pants and converses on her feet. Around her wrist was a silver band, like a medical bracelette only metal. She had a large letter carrier bag with a strap running over her chest and resting at her hip. On her back was a black back pack that looked very, very overstuffed.

"Come in, come in," Grandad exclaimed. Rosalina took his advice and walked inside the lovely two story home. She gasped in awe and smiled sheepishly.

"This is a gorgeous home!" She exclaimed turning half on her hips to glance back at the Freemen men, "My family would die if they could see this place,"

"Uh... yes, well... why don't I show you around?" Grandad offered, setting her two bags down and taking her across the hall and into the kitchen. Huey looked at Riley and nodded his head once firmly. Riley smirked and pulled out his pellet gun, taking aim and clicking it on.

"Better nip this one in tha bud," He snickered and fired. The pellet zoomed passed her face, making her hair "fwoosh over her cheek. Stepping to the side she took out a pellet hand gun and fired it. The red pellet slammed hard into Riley's stomach . She smirked and lifted the fake hand gun paralell to her face.

"SONOFA--!!" Riley shouted, falling over. Huey looked down at his brother and then up at his new baby sitter and a very stern looking grandad, who's face actually turned into one of a very pleased, wicked minded old man. He may have found a baby sitter who'd last for a few hours. Maybe.

"This is gonna be a fun weekend," Huey muttered, glaring at the girl as he made his way up the stairs.

"A blast," She smiled.

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yes, i have had to use a pellet gun on a kid before... but only cos he shot me first and his parents mentioned he had a problem with shooting them (and other people) alot

he doesnt shoot them at people anymore