The Babysitter // l.h.
"Oh yes. Luke come down here and meet Brooklyn." Linda chimed in
I heard footsteps descending their staircase and soon enough a new face appeared. He was tall, much taller than me, I probably stood at his chest.
"Oh right. The babysitter" he said with a huff, walked past me grabbing some chips and began walking back up the stairs.
Seventeen year old Brooklyn had returned from her family vacation to begin babysitting the neighbors six year old daughter.
But what will happen when there's a new addition to the neighbors family who just so happens to be a grumpy, rude, eighteen year old known as Luke Hemmings?