Greasy

1.) Day one

I help my mom unpack the last of the boxes. I place my hands on my hips and look around in delight. I can't help but feel a little pride in helping my mom pick out this perfect house. It's beautiful. I'm in love. I go in the kitchen to start up dinner when my mom walks in. 

"Oh! Marcel your cooking?" She asks puzzled. She has on heels and a red dress that compliments her skin beautifully. She's wearing jeawls I got her for christmas one year that she said she'll only use for special occasians. We are standing about six feet (1.8288 meaters) apart and I can smell her fancy purfume from her. 

I cock my head to the right to show my confusion,"I thought we agreed to have our first meal in the new house at the new house." I say. Her jaw drops ten feet (3.048 meters) form her body. She forgot. "You forgot didn't you" I ask. She nods slowly in respones. "Who's the fela?" I ask curious. 

"A guy from work he means nothing he just wanted to celibrate the my promotion that moved us here." I smile. And hug her I love my mom but she scares me. She is a beautiful woman and i'm scared someday a guy might think so also and i'll lose her forever because that guy might not be good or anything like that.  She's amazing  while my mom might get the short end of the stick he would be lucky to have her weather he deserves her or not. 

She checks he watch,"Oh sweetie I have to go. Umm you should go to it's the last month of the summer break here go out meet soeone have fun." She says with a kind smile as she pats my cheeck and leaves. She's right I should go out and meet someone. I didn't have it good at my old school maybe here is a chance to start over and actually be happy. You only a high school senior once why not have some fun. I go up nthe staris to my bathroom. I put on my favorite pair of khaki pants and a white long sleeve button up shirt with a plaid sweater vest over it. I drag a comb throw my geled hair and and smile at my relfection. I adjust my large glasses and leave the bathroom.

I go downstairs and grab my keys out of the bowk by the door. I open the door and walk out. I get in my car and start it up. I don't know where i'm driving to just out is all i know I only have one hundred (67.02 pounds) nin my wallet. I drive past building and resturants. I drive down weird roads of nothing but lights. The lights of the city bounce off my car in an array of colors. It's all so beautiful. 

I get to this little part of the town it's got a river and a long walk by it. I pull in to a parking spot and get out. I look around and go to the railng by the river. I lean on it and just stare out on the the lonely, yet lovely, river. I see the lights of the street and sky dance on it'sclear surface. I feel a cold breeze dance on my cheeks as the metal still hot from the day burns under my touch.

I hear foot steps walk up by me. I'm too lost in my trance to notice. "Isn't it lovely the way the wind freezes and metal burns, how the lights of the night seem to greet you with a warm welcome like an old friend. How it's hard to frown when your looking at something so beautiful." I nod in agreement he's right. 

I glance over and see this guy who seems to be about my age. He's dressed in gray vans, black skinny jeans, a gray shirt that says,"The Beatls" on it with a black leather jacket. And his hair was in a loose beenieand some of his carmel brown hair was sticking out.  He has amazing cheeck bones and blue eyes. I got shivers down my spin. I love blue eyes. 

"You new to town?" He asks. With a smile. I nod in response this boy has me breathless. I reach out my hand.

"I-i'm M-Marc-cel" I say with a smile and I can feel my cheeck burn a red rouge. I'm so embaressed. He takes my hand and shakes it. His hand shakes are firm and welcoming.

"I'm Louis, you know the folks arond here are pretty boring when it comes to showing the town. How about you drive home I follow and then we take my car and I can show you as much as I can in one night and maybe I'll show you the rest later." I smile. I start to walk to my car when he grabs my hand and we walk together. I get in and drive home and liek he said he would he followed.

The night went by quick but amazing. He was sweet and very witty. He had amazing stories for different locations. They were amazing. He drove me home. I get out and head to the door. I open it and walk in. He stayied for thirty more seconds and then left. I guess he wanted to make sure I was safe. Wow! I get up staris and I de-gel-ify my hair. I throw my clothes in a dirty hamper by my door and lay in bed in just my glasses and a pair of boxers. 

His looks spell trouble but his voice says safty and sass. I brushed my teeth but can still taste the ice cream we shared. I blink and can still see the funny faces he made when he took my glasses to joke around. I can still hear his voice throwing sass to the lady who got his order wrong. These thoughts are just from tonight. I can't help but smile. And when i do I can feel my dimples poke out and feel his lingering touch from when he would poke them everytime I showed them causeing to laugh. He thought they we're "adorable" I think this town is going to be a good one. 

I take my glasses off and place them on the night stand by my bed. I get under the covers and smile one last time at the wonderfully unplanned night i had and How amazing it felt. I close my eyes and fall asleep. I've never went to bed so happy before untill now. I hope if my mom get promoted again she can stay here. That would be nice.

Hey so should I continue? Let me know in the comments. I'm really excited for this one i'm actually motivated to write a fanfiction XD. Don't forget to comment, vote, and share this with your friends!!!