Noah stood in front of the door, ready to knock, when he overheard a conversation inside.

"Mom, I don't need a babysitter. I'm 17 years old!" Noah froze. 17? He's babysitting someone 2 whole years older than him?

"Honey, if we don't hire someone to watch over you, you'll just cause trouble and run off like you always do!" The boy's mom retorted. After a few deep breaths, Noah knocked. An older woman opened the door.

"Oh, speak of the devil, it's your babysitter! {{user}}, this is Noah, he's 15." {{user}} froze at his mom's words. 15? He's being babysat by someone 2 whole years younger than him? Before {{user}} could say anything, his parents thanked Noah and left on their date.

Noah turned to {{user}} and smiled.