I can't believe it. It's been about a week...I think since the plane crashed. I also think that I'm not getting anywhere. Like I said, I said it's been a week and I'm pretty sure I would be at the city by now. I started to think that I wasn't going to make it. I stumbled on a twig and fell. I got up and brushed myself off. Good thing I changed my shoes. Once I collected my belongings, I took a look around.
What I saw was.. a trailer park. Great, just what I needed. Well, at least it's something. I happily started walking over there. Wonderful smells of barbecue filled my nose. I heard screams of laughter as kids were being splashed in the lake. I started to follow them but then I realized that this wasn't my house. I stopped. Well maybe someone will let me stay in their trailer for a while.
56 tries later...
I slumped against a tree. Either they thought I was a burglar or they were just racists (YOURE WELCOME, MINION_HEART!!!!)
"Hey!" said a man's voice. I jumped up, frightened. "What are you doing on private property, girl, hmm?" Said the man, now jogging here in a suit...which was weird because it was 80 degrees out here.
"Oh, I was just...erm...I didn't know..." I began but then he started jogging over. I backed up further against the tree.
"Girl, you better listen to me, I'm gonna-" he said now towering over me, his hand curled in a fist."Thomas, what are you doing?" said a boy's voice. The guy...Thomas. immediately stood up and said, "Peter, this...girl is on your private property." I followed Thomas' voice and saw that he was talking to a boy that looked about my age. He had blonde hair and green eyes oh, he was also about a head taller than me. (Question for you all... what does it mean when a guy's lips are full, red, and juicy. 😚 Like...does it matter? I mean...they are lips.) He stepped down his trailer steps, started walking over here while wiping his hands on a towel and said;
"How many time do u have to tell you, Thomas, this is not my property, we are only staying here temporarily because mom has a business trip and she wants me to, 'get out there'"
"I know, sir-" sir?
"If you knew that, why were you going to punch her?" Thomas closed his mouth, blushed with embarrassment and shamefully looked down. "Sorry, sir." he muttered. I silently smirked. Serves you right. Thomas got out a handkerchief then wiped his shiny black head. The boy named Peter was now here and looking at me up and down. Was he checking me out? He smirked. Yup, definitely checking me out. I didn't mind, though. This boy was hot. I blushed and looked away. He threw the towel on his shoulder and put both of his hands on his hips...is that what boys call it...? Next thing I knew, Peter pulled me up and I was on my feet.
"What's your name, sweetie?" he whispered in my ear, causing a shiver down my spine. "R-Riley." I answered. After about a minute of staring into each other's eyes, which was really uncomfortable and weird, I bent down to get my bags. I literally bent down as in, my butt was in his face. Why didn't I crouch down? Good question. I heard him smirk and felt him brush against my bare skin right under my yellow crop top, above my short-shorts. Again, I felt a shiver down my spine. Once I got all of my bags, I stood up and smiled at him.
"Well, Peter, I should be going." I told him shaking his hand. I tried my best to play hard to get and tried to make the awkward conversation longer. I pulled away and started to walk when I felt a hand tug on me.
"No offense, Riley, but from all of the bags you have, it looks like you moved out of your house."
"Hehe..." was my response. Is it really that obvious? "I um... was in a plane.. thing..uh crash? I think that's what you call it.." He smirked.
"Well, as you know, my mom is not here because she's at a business trip. Uh..this is a trailer park..." he made a big gesture with his arm, extending it so that I knew it was a trailer park I guess..? "... and *clears throat* you could stay at my place." Aww, he was nervous.
"Um, sure, if you don't mind," I said grinning. His faced light up.
"Ok then miss, follow me." He said gesturing to his trailer and jammed his hands in his pockets. I blushed when he said miss and followed him.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
In An Instant
General Fiction15 year old Riley Winters has a boring life. Being a rich lonely nerd with nothing exciting in her life is hard. But everything happens at once. Her dad. The plane. The trailer park... Maybe having a boring life wasn't so bad after all... UNDER MAJO...