Belle Wright played by the beautiful Rydel Lynch»»»»»»
I slowly turned around. With a slight smirk, stood a greek god.
I just kept opening and closing my mouth repeatedly. I probably looked like a fish. He softly chuckled.
"I'll take that as a yes." he smiled before taking the heavy box.
I picked up a lighter one and walked into the house, trailing behind him. After 30 minutes, we were done.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Ra-ranni." I stuttered, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. Dang it, why'd you stutter?!
"I'm Xavier." he said.
"Well....um.....I should really...get unpacking...." I said, shyly.
"I know. See you around." he smiled before walking out. Once the door closed I sat on the couch.
I'm not a people person. Ever since my first beating, I've been shy and afraid of people. It's like a instinct.
I exhaled. So I'm living next to a man. Great. Suddenly, there was banging on the door. I almost jumped up and hid. Almost. I slowly walked over to the door and peered into the peephole. A girl with blonde hair and a big smile stood on the door step.
I opened the door. "H-hello?"
"Hi! I'm Bella, but you can call me Bell and I'm your neighbor!" she said excitedly.
"Um....hi." I repeated awkwardly.
"Well I assume you've met Xavier. He's annoying but I can tell we are gonna be BEST FRIE-" someone clamped a large hand over her mouth.
"Excuse my ma-girlfriend. She's very energetic. I'm Lucas." he held a hand out.
"I'm......Ra-anni." I slowly shook his hand.
"Ew!" he shrieked.
"Gross your hand taste nasty!" Bella yelled.
I lightly giggled. "You l-l-licked his ha-and?"
"He. Was. Suffocating me!" she yelled.
I started laughing. My side started hurting slightly. "O-okay."
I don't feel as shy anymore. Like naturally, I'd probably have slammed the door and ran and hid in the bathroom, but I feel like I know her.
"Now Cannon, you can go back to the house. I won't make her faint from my awesomeness." she shoed him off.
"Awesome my ass." he muttered. Cannon walked off and Bella's eyes widened.
She cleared her throat. "May I come in?" she asked with a fake British accent.
"Y-yes you m-ay." I copied her accent and she entered, coming inside.
"You know, this place is known because a witch killed herself in here?" Bella quizzed.
I scrunched my face up. "I.....don't belive....i-in my-myths."
"Oooooohhhhh." she understood.
"M-my mom and da-dad told m-me tons of stories a-a-about werewolves, vampires, witches, e-etc. I n-never d-did believe." I said, ignoring the pain in my chest.
"Well since you have lots of unpacking, I'm gonna help you, and you can't say no. I'll still help anyways." she beamed.
An hour later
"And....done!" Bell said, hoping down from the chair.
"T-thanks a-a-alot. It p-probably would've ta-k-ken hou-r-rs to get d-done witho-out help." I smiled.
"No problamo." Bell laughed. It was getting hot so I pulled my sweatshirt over my head. I heard a gasp as I threw it into the couch.
"What happened?" she softly cooed, touching my wrist. Oh, I forgot I wore short sleeves today.
"I.....don't like to...t-talk about it.." I looked down and rubbed the cuts carefully on my wrist.
"Understandable." she nodded, pulling me into a hug. I awkwardly hugged her back.
"Don't worry, I'm gonna get whoever hurt you or your feelings. Ima poison them with a apple-" she hunched over. "-dressed like an old woman. I'm gonna be like 'You know, your teeth look very yellow, like corn. Eat dis apple, your teeth will be whiter, like puffy clouds. Or your mom's makeup covered face.' And then drag their body in the woods and bury them. Mwahahaha!"
I laughed. "B-brilliant p-plan." I clapped.
"Tank you." she bowed. (Yes, I ment Tank you.)
I guess I have a new friend.
