Two Strangers

 

Ace's Pov

    I watched as the car pulled up to my new home. It's not like it was new for me to move but it was still hard to say goodbye not that their was ever much to say goodbye to. What's the point of making friends if you're just gonna up and leave in 2 months or so. This was supposed to be the last time we moved though at least that's what my dad said. It's not his fault his work makes us move around a lot.

   As I got out of the car I noticed how big the house was. Perks of my dad's job we get luxury stuff. Not that we weren't wealthy without it. Another reason I never make friends they just want me for my money. 

My dad shakes me from my thought "Nice house don't you think."

"Not bad I guess."

"Yeah sure I know you secretly love it"

He was right the house was really nice and not to bright or dark. Plus the neighborhood seemed nice. Of course I would never tell him that. I'm still supposed to be mad at him for us moving again.

"Well once you're done admiring the house your room is on the second floor to the right."

I just nod as my dad walks in. I turned around one last time to look over the neighborhood before going in. As I was looking I noticed a girl who seemed to be getting back from a run nextdoor. I assessed her she was honestly really pretty with brown hair and blue eyes. Her fair skin looked so soft. She seemed to be fit as she was very skinny. 

I didn't notice but she was staring right at me I hope I wasn't staring at her too long I don't want to look like a creep. Especially since I just got here and wouldn't want to be known as the town creep on my first day. I wave at her hopefully to seem less creepy.

    Audrey's Pov

  Just a little longer I tell myself huffing and puffing on my run. I just needed to burn off that slice of meatloaf my mom made for dinner.  I finally made it home. I looked at my fitbit it said I ran 5 miles. 500 calories burned that's it. I was too tired to run anymore though I would just run extra far tomorrow. I wipe some sweat off my forehead and turn to admire the nature and breath in the fresh air one last time before going inside.

When I turned around I noticed somebody staring at me a boy he looked to be around my age with dirty blonde almost brown hair and blue eyes. He looked very muscular. He didn't seem to have an ounce of fat on him. I always hated how boys never had to worry about thick thighs or their tits being too big or small. Or people judging them for every little thing they do cause they're too nice or too mean or too fat or too skinny. 

After I finished assessing him I starred him straight in the eye and waved because he was still looking at me. I hate when people look at me it makes me feel uncomfortable. 

He waved back at me. And there we stood in silence two strangers. Little did we know that wouldn't last long.