Love Drop Kisses.

Chapter 2.

i walked down the hallway and had no clue to where the hell i was going. I tried remembering how Mrs. Parker got me up here and i just found the stairs and walked down, from there i had given up. i was walking backwards to turn so i could check one of the doors when someone rock hard chest hit my back and caused me to squeal.

"watch it." the voice said.

i turned and saw that is was London.

"im.. im.. soo..sorry." i probably looked embarrassed, I could feel my cheeks burning up.

He smiled with amusement in his eyes and kept walking foward.

"if you're looking for the dinning room follow me." he said

i followed, bracing myself for the worst, wait what was London doing here?
When I walked into the dinning room There was six table settings.

Mr. Parker and Mrs. Parker at both ends, Aiden beside Mrs. Parker, with Christian next to him. London by Mr. Parker and I was suppose to sit by Mrs. Parker in front of Aiden.

"It's so nice of you to join us." Mrs. Parker said and suggested I sat down.

I sat and waited for the food to arrive. I noticed the Parkers daughter wasn't here but I didn't ask questions.

"So are you new to our school?" Christian asked.

"Yeah, I've never seen you before." Mentioned London.

"No she's not." Aiden said quietly.

I thought he was suppose to be mean.

"Uh, um.. No I'm not." I said.

Mr. Parker and the boys were talking and I stayed quiet. I looked up and caught Aiden starring at me. I blushed red like a tomato and I knew he knew it too. He had a small smile and looked down to eat his food, as did I. Stop acting like a fool Brooklyn!

When dinner finished we all walked Christian and London out to their cars.

Mrs. Parker kissing both of their cheeks and telling them not to mess around in school or get into any sort of trouble.

Mr. & Mrs. Parker went to there room leaving Aiden to show me to mine.

"You don't have to walk me, I know my way up." I said softly.

"I know I'm not walking you, I'm walking to my room." He said roughly.

What's wrong with him?

I walked in front of him and decided not to ask.

"Why don't you say much?" He asked, and by the looks of it, it looked like he wished he would've never asked.

My anxiety was getting the best of me right now. I had no clue how to answer.

"I, uh, I don't know." I said and quickly turned around.

When I got to my room I closed the door, and heard footsteps get closer until they stopped by my door.

"Goodnight." He said and kept walking.

"Goodnight" I whispered, pretty sure he didn't hear me.

The next morning I got up, took a shower and blow dried my hair and put tights with a spaghetti pink shirt, a long black cardigan on top with my combat boots, and a watch I got for Christmas.

I did a little bit of light make up and walked down stairs into what I thought was the kitchen and ended up being a room with mirrors all over the wall and wooden floor, sort of like a dance room, it was all white and blank. There was a radio on the left side, I loved this room. Maybe I can ask Mr. and Mrs. Parker if I could just dance in here when I feel down. I heard a cashing sound and I jumped in fear and I hurried out of the room only to find a little cute girl, broken glass, a cut, and juice spilled everywhere.