Disclaimer: I do not own My babysitter's a vampire (Sadly) nor do I own the character (Even more sadly) but I do own my O.C Georgina and the random yet compelling words that make up this story. :P

(A/N) I am extremely addicted to MBAV and madly in love with Ethan 3. This is my first fan fic so any reviews and constructive criticism would be appreciated. Please enjoy!

My Babysitter's a Vampire – Forever and Eternity

Chapter 1 – New Girl

Sarah's P.O.V

Slamming my locker shut I looked at the text I had just received a few more times before smiling to myself. I was pulled out of my trance by Erica who – by the look on her face – wanted me to catch a snack with her.

"I've told you," I snapped, annoyed with her persistence on the matter, "I am not going to start ruining other people's lives the same way mine has been ruined."

She kept her gaze on me before saying slowly, "I was just wonder-ing what you were smiling about?" She pulled the most angelic face I have ever seen her make, which I couldn't help but laugh at.

"Yeah," I snorted, "Like you would care."

I turned and started walking to class but she grasped my shoulder spinning me round.

"But I do," she whispered. I realised the angel look had ceased to vanish so I gave in.

"Fine," I muttered, and then I told her about my old best friend moving to live in Whitechapel. She jumped up and down clapping her hands like an excited 4-year-old. "Oh Goodie!" Erica squealed, "More food." Her angelic look turned devilish as she extended her fangs and winked.

"NO!" I yelled in disbelief, "This is my best friend we're talking about NOT your dinner." Sighing I walked off to class.

After class I headed over to Ethan's to babysit his little sister, Jane. When I arrived I saw him sitting on the couch so I proceeded to let myself in, the perks of not yet being a full vampire.

"Hey," I sniggered watching him jump from the sofa in fright almost knocking over a glass of water in the process. "Sorry I scared you," I laughed, I really couldn't help it.

"It's...um...ok," He replied brushing himself off. I walked over to him before plopping myself down on the couch. He joined me and I decided now might be the best time to tell him.

"Ethan?" I started. He turned his head towards me and smiled. "My friend is moving to Whitechapel so..." I stopped when I saw him put his head in his hands and let out a groan.

"What?" I asked, worried. He lifted his head ever so slightly.

"Vampires, werewolves, creatures of the supernatural!" he muttered. "Not exactly the safest place on earth."

He had a point. I mean out of all the places she could have gone to, she chose to come here. It wasn't exactly sensible but I couldn't change her mind.

I put a hand on his shoulder before looking at him.

"Don't worry about her," I said slowly trying to choose the correct words, "We can protect her, anyway you and Benny have lived here practically all your life and you're both still in one piece...technically."

I mean other than the whole seer and spell master business they were still human. He looked at me and I saw he was grinning. "At least Rory might finally get a girlfriend," He sniggered.

We both couldn't hold it in much longer as we collapsed into fits of giggles. "Yeah and the world will stop spinning too." I added.

We both made our way upstairs as it was time for Jane to go to sleep. I sighed as I tucked her up in bed. Closing the door gently, trying not to make a sound, I wandered into Ethan's room.

The comics, action figures and posters that lined the room cast shadows across his messy floor. He was sitting at his desk with a pen in his mouth trying to work out a difficult math question. When it came to him he jotted it down before spinning the chair to face me.

"Sarah," he said slowly pronouncing every letter as carefully as the last, "What made you move to Whitechapel?" He looked genuinely curious. His brow furrowed as his chocolate brown eyes bore into mine.

I sighed before responding "I really don't know."

He didn't buy it; I could see that clear enough. Even so he didn't press it further but I knew deep down it would resurface one day and I would be compelled to tell him the truth.

Georgina's P.O.V

I could tell it was morning by the sun leaking through the windows of our new house. It felt oddly comforting laying there even if I was in an unknown residence. I decided to take some time admiring my new room, with its cream walls and dark wood floor.

Starting to get a bit bored I jumped out of bed, eager to look around the new neighbourhood and meet some new friends. It took me ten minutes to decide what to wear but in the end I settled for a green and white striped top, denim jeans and a navy hoodie. After cramming in a quick breakfast I slipped my sneakers on ready to escape outside.

Before I had the chance to open the wide oak doors the doorbell chimed announcing the arrival of a visitor, probably someone to welcome us to the town.

"Sarah!" I yelled, delighted yet confused as I opened the door to see my old best friend standing there. I tried to think how she knew where I lived?

I went to hug her but instead found myself falling forward. Somehow Sarah managed to catch me before I fell flat on my face by pulling me into a swift hug before exclaiming "Wow, you look different!"

It was true, I did look different. My once long curly locks a bright shade of brownish gold had been replaced by shorter hair which had darkened to a more noticeable brown. I now wore my hair straight where it fell just past my shoulders. I was taller but only ever so slightly, I had always been shorter than most of the girls at school. My eyes were still the chocolate shade of brown they had always been ever since I was born.

We hugged one more time before she dragged me off to meet some of her friends.

I found that that one question still lingered in my mind so I took the opportunity to ask her how she knew where my new house was.

My question obviously took her by surprise as a startled look crossed her face before she replied "Oh you...err...texted it to me last night."

Strangely I didn't recall ever texting her my address but I put it off as bad memory on my part.

After a few minutes of catching up we arrived at a house on the corner of a street. She knocked a few times before a little girl with blonde hair answered the door.

"Oh," she grinned, "Hi Sarah...and Georgina."

Perplexed as to how she knew my name I looked at Sarah confused.

"Don't worry," the girl nodded, "Sarah's told us all about you."

The little girl, supposedly called Jane, led us through to the lounge where I was offered something to eat and drink.

After I was finished Sarah pulled me off the sofa, announcing the fact we were going upstairs.

"You just have to meet Ethan and Benny," she giggled, "You are so like them."

She rolled her eyes as I replied, "How come?"

"You'll see," she sniggered as I followed her. She led me to a door with a metal sign reading 'Ethan's Room'.

Sarah knocked twice before the door opened to reveal a boy. He was taller than me by quite a bit and his hair was all messy but a bright shade of brown. He had hazel eyes and was wearing a striped polo and jeans. Clearing his throat he frowned "Sarah what do you wa-" he stopped suddenly, his mouth dropping open before he recollected himself and leant against the door frame. Smiling he said "Hey, I'm Benny but you can call me-"

He stopped short again, probably caused by the glare Sarah was now giving him. He stepped aside cautiously, allowing us to enter the room.

The walls were blue and covered with posters and shelves filled with thousands of action figures, collector's items, video games and comics.

"Wow," was all I managed to utter, gazing round at Ethan's room. Soon my gaze fell upon a boy my age getting up from his desk chair, I assumed he was Ethan.

As his chocolate brown eyes met mine he smiled warmly. I couldn't help but smile back.

I noticed he was about the same height as me which was a relief as that isn't often the case. He too had messy brown hair but it was different in a way. Benny's hair stuck up so it covered only the top of his head where as Ethan's fell down slightly so it covered his neck as well.

He put his hands in the pockets of his baggy trousers as he made his way over to meet us. "Hi," he breathed before pulling one hand out to shake mine. I giggled.

"I like your room," I smiled, happy to find I wasn't the only one into video games. Ethan blushed and stared at his feet.

"Meet nerd one and nerd two," Sarah gestured to each boy while saying this. "I'm sure you will fit right in," she laughed.

I had always been geeky. I couldn't help it. I loved computers and electronics and anything to do with science.

"Yeah, completely," I sighed remembering the numerous times I had been bullied at school.

I'd almost forgotten Benny was in the room as well, so it made me jump when he said "Don't tell me you're a nerd too?"

"Yeah I am, mostly with computers" I replied boldly. Ethan's head shot up as I said this.

I expected Benny to laugh or even call me names but what I didn't expect was for him to high five me and say, "Oh my gosh that is so cool!"

Ethan sat down at his desk chair. "Sorry about him," he said, nodding at his friend who was now jumping up and down on the spot, "He gets a little...excited."

We all laughed except Benny who was still bouncing continuously.

After Benny had calmed down we spent the rest of the day chatting. I felt like I knew both Ethan and Benny from all the stuff Sarah had told me over the years.

Soon it was time for me to head home. After saying goodbye Sarah explained that Ethan's parents had asked her to babysit Jane tonight so I walked back on my own.

When I got in I kicked my shoes off and was about to tread my way up to bed when my Mum appeared.

"Hi sweetie," she smiled, trying to give me a hug while I tried to make a quick getaway. She caught me before I could even make it to the first step.

"Mum," I groaned as she squeezed me tighter before popping a kiss on my forehead.

"All right!" she surrendered laughing at how much I have grown up.

When I finally did make it to bed I yawned before tangling myself up in my duvet.

"Whitechapel must be such a normal place to live," I thought to myself thinking of how normal the streets, houses and school looked. It was a nice normal though.

At the time I just didn't know how wrong I was.