Caught in the Middle

Caught in the Middle~Chapter 2

Girl the way you movin' got me in a trance

Dj turn me up ladies this yo jam (Come on)

What is that obnoxious noise? I opened one eye and tried to look around. Who dares to wake me up on a Sunday? And who would wake me up to No Hands? I tried to ignore the blaring music that entered my room and tried to go back to sleep.

Imma sip mascato and you gon' loose them pants

And Imma throw this money while you do it with no hands

What time is it? I found my phone near my head and checked the time. I had to do a double take, because obviously my still sleepy eyes were trying to make me crazy. 6:30! Why is anyone up this early, on any day?  I tried to ignore the shaking of my floor, so I could go back to sleep until at least ten.

Girl drop it to the floor I love the way yo booty goooo

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and I'll proceed to throw this cash

Realizing I was never going to fall back to sleep I slowly got up and walked to the source of my annoyance. My eyes rolled when I realized the song was coming from neighbor number one’s room. Of course like mine, his window was opened. I pulled up the blinds and saw him working out. Of course he worked out; you don’t get the Hollister model look by sitting on the couch all day eating cheese munchies.

I picked my jaw up of the ground, so and looked away. I could not have him see me watching him. From his smirk last night he seemed arrogant, and something like him thinking I was checking him out would never be forgotten.

I grabbed a giant rubber band from the floor and took my aim. I shot the band through the space in between our houses and it landed on his chest, just as he sat down on the bench to lift more weights. He picked it up questioningly and looked in my direction. He walked over and leaned against the window frame.

“Do you mind turning that off? It’s a little too loud for 6:30 in the morning.” I had to yell over the music, but he wasn’t too far away. If we both leaned out our windows we could probably touch. That’s how close the houses are together.

“What? I can’t hear you,” he pointed to his ear and shrugged. I would have believed him if I couldn’t see him trying to hide the smirk coming across his face.

“Then turn it off so you can hear me!”

“I don’t think I want to hear you.”

“Trust me, I don’t want to talk to you, especially this early.”

He brought his hand up to his heart, as if I hurt him. “Ouch, that hurts.”

“Did I bruise your ego?” I tried to hide my smile behind my concerned face.

“A little bit, but I know how you could make it up to me.” He winked, and the corner of his lips twitched into a small smile.

I gave him my best; ‘Ew, I don’t even know your name, and there is no way that’s happening’ look.

He shrugged, “My name’s Sage, and it could happen, if I want it to bad enough.”

I rolled my eyes, “My name’s Riley. Wouldn’t I have to want it to happen?”

“There you go again. Do you enjoy crushing my ego?” I shrugged and tried to look nonchalant. “That’s twice in a minute; you’re really going to have to make this up to me. Besides you’ll want it to, and when you do I’ll be here waiting for you to make it up to me.”