Very Important news in this chapter and in the authors note. Hope you all enjoy and I will see you at the end...
!!Alex Hayes!!
I love Bailey. I love her long legs and her tan skin. Her long blonde hair. Her gorgeous eyes and her pretty pink lips. I love the way she kisses. I love her name. I love her moan. I love her personality. She is a fighter and she will stand up for herself. She is headstrong. She is the complete opposite of Brooklyn, her brown hair and blue eyes. Her pale skin. Her quietness. She can't stand up for herself. She isn't strong enough. She tried to fight me off but she couldn't. I gave up on her. She was too innocent, I didn't want to hurt her, because I knew she couldn't take it. She is the farthest thing from being Bailey, or even her friend Destinee.
" Hey babe" Bailey says drying her hair. I can't help but stare at her bare legs. Her top is covered with a lacey long sleeve and a white strapless bra underneath. On the bottom she is wearing shorts that are white which are very ripped on the bottom. Very ripped. She struts out of the room. I love the way she walks.
" Come back here" I say grabbing her waist and pulling her into my chest.
" Why, what are we going to do, have sex again" She asks.
" I wanted to take you out" I say.
" Really" She says excitedly, turning around so she faces me.
" Yes really" I laugh. My phone starts to play music randomly and it plays stolen dance. I spin her around and start to dance with her. We prance all around the room. She laughs as I dip her down to the floor. Then I swoop her up. She starts to sing along to the music. Okay, point Brooklyn. Another point Brooklyn because of her dancing skills. I sway with her all around the room. She laughs the whole time. I love her. She is the most amazing girl I have ever met. She is stubborn like Brooklyn. But I guess that's what makes Brooklyn the amazing Brooklyn she is...
~~Brooklyn May~~
I finish getting everything ready. I text Jordan and tell him that I am on my way to the mall. When I get there I see a hair shop. I go inside. I look around. I see that they have a blonde hair dye day. It's only 20 bucks. I pull out the money and sit down. They only take about 15 minutes to do it. They do it all so that it stays and everything is dried. I pull it back into a ponytail. I have blonde hair. I hurry over to the dress place to get my mothers dress. It is gorgeous. It is a blue long dress and it has a sequence pattern on the hip. I lay it out in the backseat of my car. Then I hurry back to the house.
" I'm back" I call.
" Great I just finished making the food and- WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR" He screams.
" I needed a change" I say.
" Fair enough" He says, turning back to his food. " Go lay that out on your mothers bed and then I have to ask you a favor after that"
" Okay" I say questioningly. (That is actually a word!!). I head upstairs and place the dress nicely on the bed. I hurry back downstairs, curious to find out what he wants to ask.
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The Neighbor
Teen FictionMy name is Brooklyn May. I'm 17, graduating high school. People can call me talented. People can call me beautiful. People can even say that I have the perfect life. None of that is true, at least in my eyes. I see myself as another person trying to...