tomspickle
"Hey Patricia, look at this!" Rhyan points to her laptop screen. "What is it?" I ask. "You could babysit, $20 an hour, and if you cook for the kid, it's an extra $10 per meal!" She whispers screams at me. "What!?! Why me?" I whisper scream at her. "Because I hate kids," She rolls her eyes. "Okay fine, where is it anyway?" I scroll down the page, of the website. "Oh it says right here, oh my god, it's only two blocks away from us," Rhyan says reading the website.
I guess I'm a babysitter now...
or...
In which a 19-year-old girl, meets a 21-year-old boy through babysitting his younger brother.