The badboy is my neighbor?

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-----chapter 2------

I wake up to my alarm clock going off with it's annoying beeping. I reach over and hit it while still buried under the mounds of blankets. I hit it a good 5 times before I finally got out of my warm cocoon to see why it's not turning off. That's when I realize the sound isn't the usual beeping the clock makes. It's more of a thumping noise. The noise also isn't coming from my clock it's coming from outside. And it's Saturday.

I drag myself out of bed to see what the annoying ruckus is that woke me up at 8:30. Some people actually want to sleep in on the weekends. Seriously there should be some kind of law where you can't make any noise until every neighbor is awake. So like 3. I stumble over to my window, my brain doesn't function well on weekend mornings. I notice a huge truck outside the newly sold house.

So the neighbors move in today. Yay! (Sarcasm)

 I sit on the small window ledge and watch people move boxes out of the truck and into the house. There are boxes scattered everywhere. I let my eyes wonder until they land upon some boy that is wearing a white T-shirt and black basketball shorts. I can't see his face since he's facing the other way. But of what I can see, wow, that dude is built!

He is also very tan. I wonder where they moved from? California, Florida, maybe? Why would you move from some nice sunny place to this small town? Sure we have some nice beaches and warm weather but not as nice as Cali.

 I awake from my day dreaming and notice i have been staring at the guy who now has turned around. He has his arms folded showing off his muscualr  biceps.

A cocky grin plays on his lips. I would have backed away and left if I wasn't to focused on this god of a human. He has the perfect face of a male model and the perfect body. His eyes are green,a forest green that just sucks you in. I was so checking him out and he clearly noticed. He did a hand signal telling me to open my window.

I hesitantly open it. He spoke in a deep, almost husky voice "Why don't you take a picture it will last longer." I found myself nodding along until I realized what he said. " What! No! What would I take a picture of? I'm not seeing much." Yup, I'm known for my quick back-sass or as I like to call them Zingerz. Although ths one was a little over used.

He let out a low chuckle "I saw you checking me out" I was almost at a loss for words, but I can't get my rep ruined by some newbie. I guess it's not much of a rep, but it counts for me.

"I was just looking around when I saw some small tree planted in the driveway. Oops I guess that was you." I know not the best but at least I wasn't there stuttering an insult like Katy would. Poor defenseless Katy.

He put on a mock hurt face and just laughed. I turned away and stomped into my bathroom. My as well get up, I won't be able to go back to bed. I hope I never see that guy again!

At least he is just helping to unload the truck and be out of my life forever.

I wonder when we get to meet the new neighbors. I hope they will be nice. I gather up my clothes and head for a relaxing showing to get rid of the image of jerk dude out of my mind. Plus I need time to get ready for the group coming over. Cause if they get bored you better hope the house doesn't burn down. Seriously they are like monsters.

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