Spring Break // Helpless II

𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔

Rose was sitting on the couch, laughing at her phone.

"What's going on?" I asked, walking over.

"There are a bunch of people from school talking to me on instagram. A lot of it is people asking for shoutouts or something. The rest are simps."

"Wait. For you?" I asked, a bit confused.

"No, for you! They know I have your phone number so they keep asking for it."

I laughed. "Since when did anyone care that much?"

"Good question," she said, laughing along with me.

We were still laughing when Tommy came downstairs.

"What is happening? Did I miss anything?" he questioned.

"The simps!" we both exclaimed at the same time.

We looked at each other and laughed even harder.

He just shrugged and walked into the kitchen for breakfast.

"Did you know that we're making a video at Wilbur's house today?" I asked her.

"Yeah. He told me," she said.

"How?"

"He gave me his phone number after the baking competition. I also know what the video is about, but you and Tommy don't," she explained.

"What is it about?" I asked excitedly.

"It's going to be a surprise," she said mysteriously.

"I hate surprises! They make me so mad when I know that there is one and I have to wait!" I exclaimed.

"We could probably go right now," she offered.

We got Tommy and walked to his house. Instead of knocking, Tommy just barged in.

"WHERE ARE YOU DIRTY CRIME BOY?" he shouted into the house.

"In the living room!" we heard Wilbur's voice shout back.

Rose and I followed Tommy into the living room. The house was relatively small, seeing that Wilbur lived by himself. Wilbur was sitting on the ground cutting something out of paper.

"What will the video even be about?" Tommy wondered.

Rose and Wilbur looked at each other and grinned mischievously.

Tommy and I looked at each other worriedly.

"Babysitting children!" Rose exclaimed.

I turned around. "Where are the children?"

"You and Tommy are the children! We're in charge if you guys now," Wilbur told us.

"I didn't agree to this!" Tommy protested.

"Tommy, be quiet! First of all, you did. Second of all, you aren't Tommy anymore. You are now known as Child #1," Wilbur said. He picked up a piece of paper with tape on it and stuck it onto Tommy's shirt. In big, black letters, it said 'CHILD #1'.

"And you are now Child #2," Rose said, taping a sign on to me.

"What is even going on? Why are we doing this?" I asked, very confused.

"Tommy, would you care to explain?" Wilbur asked.

"Tommy, what did you..." I trailed off.

Tommy's face paled. "Oh no. I completely forgot about that."

"Forgot about what?"

"I- uh, made a bet about the baking competition," he said.

I bit my lip. "What was it? Do I even want to know?"