You were in trouble since you threw a party when you were left in the house on your own. And your mom dicided to get you a babysitter, although you were eighteen, she mainly got one for your younger sibling's, but partially to keep you out of trouble. A knock came on your door and your mother answered, Micheal was standing there. 5,10, in ripped jeans and a black shirt. " am i at the right house? "