Izzy had just woken up and had the biggest bed head ever, but she couldn't worry about that now, she had to get ready for the new babysitter!
She sprinted down the stairs her pink dressing gown flowing behind her.
She skidded into the living room and suddenly came to a halt.
There was someone sleeping on her sofa! How?! Why?!
Izzy moon-walked into the kitchen trying to be as slick as possible. As soon as she was out of sight, she started looking for a suitable weapon.
"Knife....no,to dangerous........spoon....too blunt" as she was mumbling to herself she didn't take the time to notice a certain boy looming over her.
"Why are you looking for a weapon, is there a burglar?" He asked bluntly as he wiped sleep from his eyes. Izzy slowly turned her body around and screamed while grabbing the nearest item for defence. A cloth..great..
Izzy looked the man in the eye and put her hands on her hips. the man copied her as if to mock her.
"Your Izzy right?" He said calmly. " How the hell does he know my name!?" She thought to herself, but she had to keep cool. "Maybe....Maybe not" she said avoiding eye contact.
The boy ran his hands through his hair "well if you are Izzy then....I'm your babysitter."
"Oh...well..this is awkward.." Said Izzy. She had obviously thought that the babysitter was going to be a bit smaller seeing as though he was only 17 (a year older that her.)
Izzy started to relax. She found out his name was Oliver, and he was pretty cute, but then she remembered something.
"wait a sec, how did you get into my house?" she asked
Oliver stuttered "well.........."
how did he get into the house?? Thanks for reading!!
