Riley's POV
I laugh at his comment. Surely he's kidding.
I know that I have a nice body. I work out almost every day. But beautiful in the face, nahh.
My stomach rumbles. I sit up and I rub my eyes looking at the alarm.
It's 6:00 in the morning. I don't know why I always set my alarm this early. I get up and look for the remote among the covers.
Peter stares out the window still. I admire my view from the back. I turn on MTV, they always have good music on in the morning.
Megan Trainer's song Lips are Moving is on. I turn it up and start to dance. Ah, yes. This is why I wake so early. So I can dance and do my morning workouts.
Peter turns to face me as I dance and jump around. The floor occasionally creaking under my feet.
"Do you dance?" I ask.
"Uhh, I'm not sure." He laughs as I grab his hand and we both jump around.
"Riley! Turn that down!" My mother yells.
I giggle and try not to laugh.
"Okay!" I yell back.
Breathless and tired. I hear my mother coming up the stairs and I panic.
"Peter you have to hide!" I whisper.
"Take a shower and I'll meet you outside" he whispers.
"Outside, at 6 in the morning!" I whisper yell.
He gets up and moves quickly but silently to the window. I frown, he'll hurt himself if he jumps. But before I can protest, the door swings open and he and his shoes, are gone.
" What the hell is wrong with you! Do you know what time it is! Look." She points to my clock."It's 6:13, don't turn the music up so loud!" She leaves and slams the door.
I run to my window and look out. Peter is now where to be seen.
I sigh and look grab some clothes from the closet. All my stuff is scattered on the closet floor. I frown and pout but pick up my things and hang them back up. I grab my black skirt and a black and white striped crop top and my black Doc Martin boots.
I toss the clothes on my bed and the shoes near the center of the floor. The shoes landed with a thud. I rush to my dresser and pull out a pair of grey panties and a grey bra. I look for my gold necklace and I toss it on the bed along with my other clothes. I rush down the hallway to the shower, excited for what today has to offer.
After showering I grab two bagels from the fridge. One for me and one for Peter, my new friend. I smile to myself at the thought.
YOU ARE READING
Riley
RomanceThen I found myself walking towards this house, in the middle of night. I followed the pull in my chest and scaled up the side of the house and slipped in the window. I couldn't see her face, but I knew she was the reason why I was here. I could nev...
