Chances

Chapter 14- Meet The Parents

My next couples of days were spent mostly with Matilda in my room stalking Mika on Facebook and Instagram. It was fun. We would scream every time we would almost like the year old photos, and laugh after our mini-heart attacks were over.

"OmiGod!" She squealed, turning my attention off the scraps of hot pink left on my nails. My gaze landed on the screen, and I found Mika with his arm wrapped around a girl. There was a red plastic SOLO cup in his hands, and he was smiling and laughing at something while the girl next to him looked about ready to sneeze. It was Hilary. The comments underneath were mostly about how her face looked funny and how cute her dress was.

"What? What is it?" I asked, turning my neck to look at her. My Dell computer was laying in front of us on the bed while we lye on our stomachs.

"Look behind them, look behind them!" She started laughing uncontrollably. I squinted at the bright screen trying to find what she was talking about. And then I found it. And I wished I didn't. Aaron Roufwell was unbuttoning his pants and Jenna Steinway was bending down with her mouth wide open. Oh God.

Matilda was on her back laughing hysterically, and I couldn't help but join in. Soon, our howls were getting so loud, that I was almost positive we were waking up the whole building.

After we had definitely gotten a good workout, my phone buzzed, immediately shutting us up. My eyes wandered to where my phone was, buzzing and jerking on my desk. I jumped up off the bed, stumbling over to the other side of the room. My feet thumped against the floor as I made my way over.

"Hello?" I asked, not bothering to look at the I.D.

"Hey, Zoe. What's up?" Mika's happy voice echoed in my mind, making me grin. I turned and winked over at Matilda, who clawed back at me, seductively. I laughed silently.

"Oh! Hi, Mika!" I smiled, perky. I was suddenly in a really good mood.

"Hey, Z. So... what are you doing?" He asked again.

Stalking you.

"Oh, nothing..." I replied, rushing over to where the computer lay, and hastily shut it, looking around the room to make sure no one was looking at us. "And you?"

"Are you alone?" I pause, narrowing my eyes.

"Maybe..." I drawled. "Why are you asking this?" His laugh came from the other line, smooth and light.

"Lookoutside." My eyes widened as I ran over to my window, covered in light purple windows. It was only 7:37, but it was dead outside. I had to stick my head outside the window and flash my phone's light until I saw Mika's blond head full of hair.

"Hi," He beamed up at me, through the phone. I smiled.

"Hi." I grinned down at him before remembering Matilda. "What are you doing?" He shrugged.

"Can I come up?" He asked, sending me a sly grin.

"Oh! Uh, okay!" I nervously smiled before turning back to Matilda. "Go! Go, get out!" I yelled at her, covering the phone speakers. She jumped up, and grabbed her purse. I glanced down to see Mika already half way up. "GO!" I yelled again, pushing her out the door. Right as the door slammed shut there was a beep on my phone. We were only on the third floor so he only had to climb up a few people's porches before he reached ours. The porch leads into the dining room, which is bad because then you have to get in from there, and then stealthily walk past them and into my room. I sneaked past the three rooms, two of them empty since the only person home was Tyler, and found the porch doors. They were clear, but tinted to a really dark color so he couldn't see inside. I took a few seconds to check him out. He was wearing basketball shorts, a white tee-shirt, and matched it with a pair of white vans. I smiled to myself. Unlocking it as quietly as I could, I slid open the door.