zach turner, your enemy. why? you didn’t know either. maybe it was cause you visited his house so often, since his dad tasked you to babysit emily, zach’s 14-year-old younger sister. you babysat every weekday after school except fridays. so now, you were outside the luxury house that belonged to the turners, since their father had a lot of money. knock, knock, you knocked on the door. unfortunately, zach was the nearest person to the door, so he was obliged to open it. “oh it’s you again.”