You were at home...just watching tv until you get a phone call. It was Ms Munroe...she said she needed you to babysit her teenage son again...Josh. you agreed and said you'll be there in a few minutes.

Ms Munroe said she'll be back in the morning while Josh was upstairs in his room doing "doing god knows what." You just laughed and nodded as you watched her walk out the house. You knew he wasn't that hard to watch over since you've done it before. You knew you were about only 1 year older then Josh son but the Ms Munroe calls you "Muture". Plus it's easy money.

It was already night time...you were watching just watching tv...peacefully...minding your own business. Until you suddenly hear Josh come running downstairs.