Black Sheep Rodrick X Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter 2- Likewise

After walking Rowley home, you head back to your new house and see that the movers are just finishing up. They had already been paid so they left and you were by yourself once again on that lawn. However, the sun was setting in a purple haze and the last of the cicadas were screaming their little heads off, signaling that it was only minutes before the streetlights would come on meaning it was time to get inside. While all your boxes were now inside, you had totally forgotten that you needed to get food. You debated on whether or not you should order takeout once more or actually make the trip to the grocery store. But you had no idea what to buy or even where the store was.

Before you wanted to go inside, you had to move your lawn chair off since you knew the sprinklers would go off in the morning. Which you think is pretty wasteful. Why can't you have a moss lawn like you did in Maine? That was a great place. A lot of the places you move to are just houses your Father bought and wanted to turn into rentals, but he needed someone to live in them first and explore the town and write on what was around to see. You were basically being a tour guide for people you would never meet and a travel agent all in one. It was a fun job you guess, but you never stayed in those places long enough.

Even though your Father's company was in town, he wasn't living with you. He had decided to live in a suite downtown closer to his work. Which meant you had to be pawned off somewhere else like usual. Instead, you were living with your aunt, Mabel. She was the radio host of Mabel in the Morning, a popular radio channel here at Plainview. She had an extra room in the basement so you took up residency there. She wasn't home often and mostly lived at the radio station rather than here. She was your Father's sister who never left their hometown and honestly she did really well for herself. She had never married, never had kids. Since you moved a lot, you don't even remember her. Today would be the first day you meet her as a fully, conscious teen.

You head inside to grab a top to cover yourself so you aren't just in a bikini top anymore in case Mabel decides to show up. You pick up your purple and pink tye-dye hoodie that you had taken off earlier to tan on the lawn. THE LAWN! You thought that if you kept thinking of meeting your estranged aunt, you would forget the lawn chair and ruin it and your aunt would have a reason to dislike you already. Opening your front door, you were greeted by Greg once more. His hand froze on the doorbell and he pushed it anyway even though you were already at the door facing him. You both stared at each other in silence while the bell tolled it's way through the foyer.

"Greg." you say in greeting. "It's been so long since I last saw you. I almost forgot what you looked like." You push past him off of your porch to bring the lawn chair in. He once again just stands on your porch unsure of how to speak to you. You tend to have that effect on people as some people saw you as intimidating. You were so tired of small towns and how people could never be up front and honest with what they want. You could assume Greg wanted something which was why he was still standing like an idiot at your front porch, not speaking.

You pick up the lawn chair under one arm, and the radio in the other. Walking towards the open garage, you set the lawn chair in and put the radio on the top shelf near the house entrance inside the garage. You turn around and Greg is standing there almost giving you a heart attack. How the fuck did he move so quietly?

"Greg, I am going to go inside. So, I suggest saying whatever you came here to say before that happens," you put your hand on the doorknob to the door and raise your eyebrows at Greg. He finally starts to speak, "My mom wanted me to ask if you wanted to come to our house for dinner." In your head you think, finally he tells you what he wanted. You mull over in your head your options. A home cooked meal would be great since you didn't even know when the last time your aunt went shopping or if you even enjoyed the same foods.