I hoped Georgia would behave. The reason she needed a sitter was so I could go out and buy her things for her room, more little space items (high chair and playpen) new stuffies and treats. The apartment doorbell rang, and I opened the door to see a pretty-ish lady who looked rushed and worried. When she saw me, she relaxed. "Sorry, I thought I was late!" She regained her breath and turned to Georgia, who was behind me. "Hello little one, my name is Alana." I handed Alana information about Georgia and our rules. She scanned the list and nodded at me. "I'll be going now." I said and turned to Georgia and kissed her nose. "Bye princess."

GEORGIA'S POV

That lady looked sickly sweet again. Daddy kissed my nose and then left. Leaving silence. Alana smiled at me sweetly. "Come on, Georgia, let's color a picture for daddy?" She said this in a patronizing sweet tone, the one you'd use when talking to a toddler without a brain. That made me mad but I stuffed my anger away. She was trying to be nice, wasn't she? I showed her daddy's office desk, and she cleared some papers away, sat me down in front of a pen and pad of paper. "How about we draw a little girl, like you?" That's it. She triggered a part of my brain that made me lose my temper.

"Shut up, bitch. Stop using that tone of voice, you sound like a mosquito on drugs."

Alana wasn't happy with my comment, and her sickly sweet facade faded away. She drew her face in very close to mine, and stared at me intimidatingly. "Listen here, brat, I tried to be nice to you, but if you won't co-operate, neither will i." She drew away from me. I shook away my fear.

"Try me, you fake Barbie." I shouted.

Alana's face contorted with anger. She picked me up, I struggled, hitting at her, but she carried me to a corner and shoved me into it. I stayed still, shaking and she let go of me momentarily. She got out a penny and placed it on my nose. "I'm gonna set a 10 minute timer, but if the penny drops, the time resets." I nodded, but the penny dropped. Alana smirked and put it back on my nose. "You'll be here a long time, little brat." I was determined to still be bratty to her once I was out of this corner. One thing I could say about Alana was that she was one fierce woman.

The penny stayed on my nose but Alana shoved me roughly, and I fell to the floor, and the penny dropped. "Oops, the penny dropped. Timer resets now." She smirked at me and I wanted to punch her. I got off the floor, glaring at her. She shoved me into the corner again. I quickly glanced at my watch. It was 6:05. When would daddy be home?!

I wanted to check on my little, to see if she was alright, and to see if she'd been good. Georgia had been in a mood earlier, and I was hoping it hadn't continued. I texted Alana to ask if we could FaceTime with Georgia nearby. Alana replied with a 'yes' and then I pressed the start call button.

Alana looked up from her phone and suddenly dragged me close. "Act happy, bitch, or I'll tear out your hair." I looked down at my feet, wincing. She was terrible..

Suddenly her phone lit up with daddy calling. Alana answered and put it on speaker. I forced a smile and waved at him silently. Alana spoke for me, lying that I'd had a good time, and that we'd played dolls together. I wandered off, making use of this free time while Alana was distracted. i grabbed my stuffies and hid inside the play tent in my room. A couple of minutes later I could hear a banshee screaming. Then I realized it was Alana. Oops. She stormed into my room angrily. "where are you you little brat?!" I flinched and curled up into a ball, my head resting on my knees. Alana looked into the play tent and found me. She dragged me out and glared at me. "You don't hide from me like that." I gritted my teeth to stop myself from swearing at her. But I couldn't stop my mouth.

"Well, you shoulnt treat me like a piece of garbage, you fucked up little bitch!" I yelled in her face.

Alana slapped my thigh harshly. I fought back the urge to flinch and stared at her defiantly, chin raised. I wasn't going to let her know I was scared. All I wanted was to hug.. Daddy..? It sounded weird coming from my brain, but he was my only comfort in this school. I was jerked out of my thoughts by Alana. New name for her, The Menace. The Menace set me down on the floor. "Crawl to the living room and wait for me to tell you what to do." I glared at her. Crawl?! No thank you. She slapped my ass really hard, and her tone changed to dark. "Move it now, brat, or you'll get a proper spanking." I quickly crawled to the living room and waited on the carpet. I rubbed my stinging ass.

The Menace came in with a grin. She told me to kneel in a very uncomfortable position. She watched TV, while i suffered. Fuck her.