"Mum I don't want or need a babysitter," I said while finishing my drawing.
"yes you do, your 21!" answered mum.
"21, REALLY? I'd rather move in a house then have a babysitter at 21!" I shouted angrily.
"He's here!" Mum exclaimed happily.
I slowly walked down the stairs to see what she or he looks like, the door opened and my jaw dropped. I had realised that my babysitter was the famous footballer Jack Grealish that I had been crushing on for 2 years.This is the end of the first part, the second part is being made.