Neighbors.

Who's that?

After I finished unpacking and making stuff sorta neat, I decided to play a game on my phone. But I can't. Cuz there's no WiFi in this house yet. I legit had a mental breakdown hearing this. Maybe I am too addicted to this...eh I don't care. Well when I was bugging my mom about it she was like, 'Tony just go outside if your that bored. If you don't want to be outside, fine. You can help me and your father unpack.' And I was like 'Where are my shoes...' 

   And so I am outside with NOTHING to do. What are you even supposed to do ou-  Snap. 

   I look over to where the noise came from and I realize quickly that there is a person standing on my porch right next to me.

   "AHH!!! What the fuck-" I yell as I jump back. 

   "Tony!!! Language!" My mom yells from inside.

   "Sorry!" I yell back. I look back over to the person and they are still staring at me.

    "U-um hello?" I ask. I take in the appearance of the person. Male, handsome, about my age -probably a year older, sharp jawline, pale skin, spiky hair, dull eyes, tall, my type -uh ignore that.

   "Hello." He says quietly. Weird.

   "Um so like, are you just gonna stand there, or are you gonna tell me why you just appeared out of nowhere?" I ask. He sighs and massages his temples.

    "Sorry. I'm not good with communicating. Also I thought I'd come and greet you considering you are new here, but have never talked to anyone first so I don't know what to do." He admits.

   I laugh. "Well, Mr. Tall guy how about we introduce ourselves -I'll go first, I'm Tony Thompson, you are?" I say as I hold up my hand. He hesitates for a moment but then shakes my hand.

   "I am Rudolph Sackville-bagg, pleasure to meet you Tony." He says quietly.

    "Rudolph? That's a cool name." I state.

    "Thank you, although I don't see what would be 'cool' about my name." He says, confused.

    "You don't need to, its the compliment that matters." I smile. He stays silent.

    I rub the back of my neck. This dude isn't really a talker huh? I look at him and I realize he is also tense. 

   "Well, how about you come inside?" I ask gesturing towards the house door.

    "Would that be alright?" He asks. I nod. He walks in the house first and I follow. We then walk into the living room where stuff is scattered, and my mom and dad looking drained.

   "Hey mom." She looks at me, then at Rudolph.

   "Oh!-" She dust herself off then walks towards us. "Tony, your making friends already?" 

    "I guess, I mean I met him like 2 minutes ag-" I start.

     "Oh well what's your name?" She asks, ignoring me. I groan. I look at Rudolph and he looks at me with a hesitant face.

    "His name is Rudolph, he doesn't talk much so don't make his mind explode with questions." My mom glares at me then look back at Rudolph.

    "Well its nice to meet you Rudolph, I will be in the kitchen, organizing stuff. Just get me if y'all need anything." She walks over to dad and says something to him. Mom walks pass us and towards and the kitchen and my dad picks up a box with the word kitchen needs. He then walks over to us and he greets Rudolph then walks over to the kitchen as well. I sigh while looking at the mess in the living room.

    "I can help sort things out in here." Rudolph says. I look at him in shock.

   "No that's alright, you are our guest. No reason to burden you with this mess." I respond.

   "I insist." He smiles. Wow, he can smile. I grin back.

   "Well ok!"