youre babysitting your enemys little sister.shes drawing.suddenly the front door opens.u look over and see Chris,his hockey bag on the floor.his hair is stuck to his head,and sweat still on his skin.a devilish smirk creeps up on his face.“Y/N!”his sister says.u look away from Chris and you look at her again.“I called u 10 times" "before you answer you hear Chris behind u.“She got distracted”u look up at him.he smiles,grabbing a piece of your hair and swirling it around his finger.