Listen to Losing by H.E.R
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Chapter 5
With my window still firmly shut, I said a prayer mainly for my parents and their wellbeing. Even though they were never around for half of my life I did not want to become an orphan at 17. I couldn't help but think about why they reacted weirdly about the neighbours.
I needed to do some of my own digging. Not being able to sleep since the air around me felt stuffy, I stood up and went towards the large glass window. Slipping my hand through the curtain, I unlocked the window and opened it half way. I glanced at the clock on my bedside table 10:30pm.I have got to get some shut eye if I wanted to get out of bed the next morning.
Out of curiosity and before I could stop my actions, I peeped through the curtains and looked over into Ryder's window. He's curtain was closed but it flapped lightly due to the breeze. I scanned the room and saw 4 figures in the large room. Phew, at least they all looked muscular. Now I can sleep peacefully without hearing any females, if you know what I mean. I shuddered at the thought and padded back to the comfort of my bed. 1 sheep, 2 sheep, 3 sheep, and then I drifted off into dream land.
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I woke up startled, and sat straight up in bed. "Cole Sprouse, of course I'll marry you and Dylan," I mumbled while rubbing the drool from the side of my face. Then, I heard it again, the noise that woke me from my beauty sleep. My senses immediately switched on. I heard feet scuttering outside my window. wait a minute, but that would mean....
NO! OH HELL TO THE FLYING FRIGGIN NO.
Not feeling the least self-conscious about my Elmo matching pajamas. I rolled out of bed, and got down on all fours, as I neared the window I could pick up deep voices on the tree outside.
PSYCHO MODE ACTIVATED.
Climbing out of the window and on the nearest branch. The moonlight illuminated the tall tree. The leaves rustling from the midnight wind. Squinting my eyes I could faintly see the outline of the culprits sitting on a higher branch near Ryder's room. Completely unaware of my presence, I crouched and crept slowly, within hearing distance. I saw Marcus, Ryder and two undeniably sexy boys seated with them.
Why must they always be so damn attractive?
They all burst out into guffaws, as they studied something strangely familiar passing it around their circle. And, then I saw it. Glinting in the moonlight. My journal.
"Hear this one guys, 28th October 2014: I woke up with diarrhoea today, so I had to stay home but told everyone I had the flu- " said that bastard Marcus, who was currently bending down and laughing his lungs out.
Danny and Zach who told you guys, to go through her stuff?" Ryder asked coolly with a bored expression.
Maybe slightly concerned?
"It's not our fault she doesn't try to hide it. At all."
Okay. That was partially true. I left it on my study desk for all eyes to get a look at. "Couldn't you find something... a little more exciting? Like Crack? Or a joint?" He asked sipping his beer his eyes attached to his phone. Their vulgar music playing from inside his room.
Seriously? What did he think I was? Some kind of messed up addict?
Marcus snorted loudly. "You've got this girl all figured out wrong man. The only think she owns with drugs is asprin. She's a tough one so good luck tryna tap some of that."
"A GG aye? Interesting. Never come across one of those in the City before." He looked up his eyes showing interest in the conversation. Obviously referring to good girl. That remark stung. Alot. But the truth hurts.
The one who I assumed was Danny had short black hair, but was the tallest and lankiest. Zach was the total opposite and looked a helluva lot like Bruno Mars for some weird unexplainable reason. My body ached all over from the position I was currently in. Turning my attention back to the boys I saw them chugging down beers while Zach grabbed my diary about to read another humiliating page. I was flushed with anger. How dare they! I had to get back my dignity. Well, what was left of it anyway.
I formed a plan in my mind to go all ninja on them. I peered out of the leaves and saw Ryder admiring and outlining the paint designs on the tree with his finger.
Just when I thought he actually cared about mother freaking nature, he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a penknife. That ignorant son of a coconut was going to carve something into my tree without my permission.
He just unleashed the beast within the beauty.
Pouncing out of the leaves and crawling onto their branch. Imitating Gollum from lord of the rings I snarled approaching them quickly.
"MY PRECIOUS.MINE."I spat at them. Not literally though. I wasn't that unlady like. Okay. I know what you're thinking, that might have been a bit too theatrical and they would peg me for a crazy psycho. But their reactions were totally worth it. Marcus, Danny and Zach scrambled off the tree nearly losing their footing and falling over while screaming like 9 year old girly girls. Ryder was shocked as well, dropping the pen knife and yelling crazy psycho over his shoulder while climbing back to his window with my diary still in hand.
I crept closer towards him, and stopped my charade. Standing tall and firm and took in a deep breath ready to begin rant.
"How dare you think you can come on this tree when you just moved in you arrogant chauvinist!And then those smart ass friends of yours climb into my room and take my personal things? What the hell! Then too top it off you try and carve something into my precious bark. Listen up Mister," I pointed my finger menacefully, "Since you just moved in today and you're my new neighbour I'll have you know that this is my tree. So my rules apply."
I looked at him straight in the eye. "So take your filthy beer bottles or so help me, I will shove them down your throat with my foot." He continued to look at me with an amused expression from the beginning of my rant.
"Are you done?"
I opened my mouth and closed it wondering what else to say that would make atleast feel a tiny bit of regret. "NO I'M NOT DONE." I yelled again till we stood in silence for awhile. "Okay...yeah I was actually done. You just ruined my whole purpose of yelling cause clearly it didn't reach your brain."
I was going to include what he mentioned about classifying me as a 'GG' but I also didn't want him to think I was an I mature girl who couldn't handle straight up confessions.
"So you're the girl who enjoys kissing the school floors and welcoming her new neighbors with her birthday suit. Shay, is it?" he studied me casually with his green eyes. Which were very distracting.
"No. That's definitely not my name." I wanted to smack my mouth for speaking without thinking like I usually did in nervous situations.
"Just don't be an ass,alright?" I bargained my eyes drawn to slits.
"Likewise," he responded the corners of his mouth turning up showing his deep dimples. He was so not taking me seriously and I was wasting precious shut eye hours.
I rolled my eyes at his cheeky retort. Ignoring him I turned back to my window, I was so tired. All I needed was rest. I lazily trudged back towards my room flopping on my bed.
That's when I remembered my diary. Rolling onto the floor I stepped back out into the cold night air that wished through my hair and ruffled my huge Elmo pajamas. When I grabbed the diary, something caught my attention on the bottom half.
In surprisingly neat cursive was written: I was just trying to pry off the gum Elmo, cause my name's too superior to be carved on YOUR tree anyway. from your irresistibly gorgeous Greek god permanent neighbour,
Ryder.
P.S, you're rules are gonna be bent now that I'm here.
I look forward to more eventful nights to come Ryder I couldn't help but think.
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A/N:
Hellurr wattpad readers! I'm so sorry for not updating sooner.But I solemnly swear to update weekly, and keep on reading, more humour coming up! Send me any banners if you have the time, vote and comment my loves!
Emma x