You see Helen Hofstead, the meanest bitch in school, who for some reason happens to hate your guts, she has given you no quarter in the past two years, and she relishes any chance to humiliate you.
"I don't have time for you today, helen," you quip at her as you turn around for any sight of the kids, but you see none "I'm babysitting right now, and I have to find them soon."
"I'm not surprised, It's just like you to be useless at your job" she talks back at you condescendingly, with an obvious huff in her voice on account of you ignoring her "why, I'm sure I can do it better than you can!"
"is that so?"
"Definitely, wanna even bet on it?"
"You're on!"
you decide that whoever finds more children would win the competition, and the loser would have to do whatever the winner wants for a day.
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