I came downstairs and saw my mum opening the door.I saw a women who looked from her mid 40's wearing a white shirt on top of it she was wearing a black blazer with a black tight skirt.you could tell she was rich.I was completely dozed of that I didn't notice that my mum was calling for me.
"Mia this is Mrs Thatcher, our new neighbours "explained mum while giving me the look that says don't do anything you will regret and be 'nice' to our guests.
"Hi ,Mrs Thatcher "I say without trying to sound desperate to go back to my room.
"hello sweetie!" Mrs Thatcher says while coming closer to give me a hug.I don't do hugs.Not since my dad got sent to jail.
As I was talking to Mrs Thatcher I heard the door slam shut.I saw him.I couldn't describe how handsome he was.All I can say is that he had light brown hair with green eyes and looked like he was about my age.
"Mia this is my son,Dylan Thatcher"said Mrs Thatcher awhile I was lost in his eyes.Wait what's wrong with me.This is the feeling I was trying to get rid of.I can't fall in love.I just can't.
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the boy next door
Teen Fiction"Oh really at least I'm not the one drooling"I snapped back while I make my way to the school entrance but I was stopped by Dylan ,within a second Dylan picked me up and put me over his shoulders again while he took me to his car. "WHAT THE FUCK IS...
