That Exchange Student - DreamNotFound

Chapter 4

Omg how do people write every single day. I CANNOT bring myself to write. Last chapter was a filler so i guess I'll try to write more this time.

(George's POV)

As soon as I saw Clay leave, Heather spoke up.

"Ignore him, he's acting like a little bitch" She said.

"Hey!" Mrs. Johnson screamed. "Mind your language!"

"Fine fine" Heather said, rolling her eyes. "He's being a little pissbaby."

I lightly chuckled. Still kind of uncomfortable with the situation.

"Oh well, want me to show you your room and also maybe give you a house tour?" Heather asked, excitedly.

"Sure," I said following her towards the stairs.

"Okay, so this is Clay's room." She said, pointing towards the left door. "And that's yours." she was pointing towards the right side this time.

My room was right in front of Clay's room. The hallway was also very narrow. Considering this, if I and dream ever walked out of our rooms at the same time, we would probably bump into each other. And the chances of that happening were very high since I and Clay had the same school timings. Although he did seem like a guy who would be late to school every day cause he thinks it's "cool". I was completely zoned out and missed whatever Heather had just said.

"So you both have your own bathrooms."

Okay, I guess she said something about bathrooms?

"Mine and my parent's rooms are downstairs," she said.

"You have a pretty nice house," I said, trying to be nice. I mean the house wasn't bad but the hallway was definitely a problem.

"Well you can go rest in your room since you're probably still jet-lagged"

"Okay, I'll just get my suitcase from downstairs," I said while walking downstairs.

By the time I reached upstairs, Heather was gone. I'm guessing she went back to her room. I decided to take a small nap. I laid down, hoping that I would get some rest until I heard someone wheezing on top of their lungs. Great. Now I'll have to hear Clay being loud all the time. This is exactly what I wanted. I rested my head on the right side of my pillow, facing towards the right and covering my left ear with the left side of my pillow. I could still hear Clay screaming. I groaned and eventually fell asleep after what felt like an eternity.

(Clay's POV)

I walked into my room, going straight to my desk, I booted up Minecraft but I couldn't focus. I could hear George and Heather outside my door.

"So this is Clay's room" I heard Heather say.

Ughhhh Damn these thin ass walls.

I decided to text Nick to distract myself.

napsap

Hey snapchat

STOP CALLING ME THAT

ok samsung refrigerater

lol learn how to spell first

Its Refrigerator*

yea yea shut up

make me daddy ;)))))

That made me wheeze so hard. I tried to calm down because I was aware that George could hear me since that was the only reason Heather moved her room, downstairs.