Home Sweet California (O H)

Home Sweet California 4

this one's really short so yeh! ALso, some are short bc i asked a friend to help me get started so we alternated. I wrote a chapter then she would write one so that's why some are short

Chapter 4

As I walked into his house, I couldn't help but notice he kept checking me out. I didn't say anything because I was checking him out at the same time.

He was wearing black skinny jeans, and had a black t-shirt on, with some band I had never heard of. His hair was black and layered and his bangs were swept to the side. His eyes were this weird gold color. Please tell me he isn't a vampire. I smiled to myself. He looked like a punk rocker type person. I wasn't normally attracted to guys like that but something about him was...different.

"Um, your parents are talking to my mom, they probably don't want to be bothered..." he said with a slight grin on his perfect face. "Right, I mean they are probably talking about the economy or something stupid," I said, fighting the urge to twirl a piece of my hair. "My room is up here," he said, pointing upstairs. "I'm not here for a hook-up, just letting you know." "I know, but neither am I, I live here." "Ha ha, very funny. Just show me where it is."

"Fine bossy-ness." As John walked up the stairs in front of me I couldn't help but look at his butt. Ohmigosh! I have a boyfriend! What am I doing? I brushed that last thought away. Carter and I both knew it wouldn't last with me in another state. "Well, here it is." he said walking into his room, picking up his guitar. "Its, um, black, and white, and black" I stuttered. "Um yeah. White walls, black everything else. What did you expect? Pink?" he said, laughing. "Well no...just um, I like it." I said, wishing I had a larger vocabulary.

"So, your name is Ashley right?" he said, looking bored. "Yeah. Ashley Morton. And you?" I said, already knowing the answer. "John Mason, but you knew that. So, what bands do you like?" "Truthfully, I don't know of any." "Well, I will just have to teach you then. Don't just stand their like an idiot. Come sit." He nodded towards his bed. Right as I sat down, I heard my Dad yell. "Ashley, you two can talk tomorrow. We have to go. You have to go school shopping!" I sighed. "I guess I will talk to you when I get home. Bye." "See ya. Oh, do you have a cell phone?" "Yes, here is the number." I handed him a piece of paper with my number on it and he put it in his iPhone.

"Text you in a bit," he said already texting my phone something. "Okay, I guess. Bye." I said, not really knowing what to talk about with a hot guy like him. When I got home I picked up my Razr. I had two texts. One from John and one from Carter.

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