Bad Boy Next Door

Chapter 2

"Bye Meg!" I waved as she walked to her car. "Enjoy your date with Dylan! Try not to have s-"

"SHUT UP!" She shouted before getting into her black mercedes. I laughed to myself before closing the door. I walked into the kitchen.

"Hey mum, what's for dinner tonight?" I asked biting into an apple.

"Well, Mrs Hemmings called awhile ago and she was asking if we would like to grab dinner with her and her son." She said continuing to pack the groceries away. I choked on my apple when she said 'her son'. "Goodness Jessica! Are you ok?"

I nodded grabbing a cup from the cupboard and walking to the sink. I turned on the tap and drank while my mum continued to speak.

"Anyway, I said yes and since she's paying I volunteered to drive us to the restaurant. They said they'd be here by 6 and it's 4 right now so you better start getting ready." She motioned to the stairs. I nodded slowly biting my lip and started to walk to the stairs. "Wait! Dress nicely it's a fancy restaurant."

I climbed up the stairs and walked into my room. I quickly called Meghan.

"Hello Jeka!" Meghan shouted in a sing song voice. "Miss me already?"

"I definetly do not miss your violent book throwing." I said through the phone. I placed the phone between my shoulder and ear and walked towards my wardrobe to choose my outfit.

"So, why'd you call?" Meghan asked.

"So Mrs Hemmings invited my mum and I to go to dinner with her and her son and her son is the guy that saw me staring at and I-" i said quickly, but I was cut off by by a high pitched shreak.

"Haha! Holy balls Jeka!" She squealed causing me to drop it."What are you wearing? Where are you going? What are you going to say to him? What-"

"Chill Meghan." I said trying to decide between my black skinnies or my dark red skater skirt.

"Oh and you're chill?" Although I couldn't see her I could tell she had her eyebrows raised.

"Ok, i'm not, but at least i'm not yelling," I said trying to act calm.

"Whatever. So how are you going to impress your future boyfriend?"

"He won't be my future boyfriend and I don't need to impress him." I put the phone on speaker and began to do my hair.

"But you want to impress him. I bet you £10 you'll date!"

"I'm not betting on a relationship. Have you read fanfics? That crap never works out." I took a strand of my hair and curled it. "I don't want to impress him, Meghan. Get your head out of your ass."

There was a long silence before i whispered "What do I wear?"

"EEEKKKK!" Meghan squealed again making me flinch. "YOU WANT TO IMPRESS HIM?!"

"MEGHAN!" I shouted back.

"Ok ok!" I could hear her rumaging through one of her drawers through the phone. "Uhm! Uhhh, oh oh, I know! Your white skater skirt, your maroon crop top and uhm, either your maroon vans or white flats. You choose. I gotta go Jeka! Dylan's here!" She said quickly. She hung up before I could even say thank you. Typical Meghan.

I grabbed the items of clothing she told me to wear and began to get ready.

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