A Late night summers dream

~Kyle pov~

I'm awoken a few hours later to the unmistakable sounds of screaming and laughing. I sit up frustrated and get up and look out the window. There's a group of teen girls which makes me just want to die with how loud their being. One of the girls who is probably the most annoying is a decently tall girl with long curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes, I'm also fairly sure she's got fake tan on half the time. She always looks really spoilt by the way she talks. And always has enough make up on to drown. And she's always going on about shoes. There's another girl walking next to her who's around the same hight. She has a dark blue tank top on and  a matching skirt. She has long straight red hair and similar blue eyes to the blonde one. While the other girl is talking she's going on and on about hating her annoying cousin. I chuckle at that. I mean who doesn't. I role my eyes and continue watching the two girls at the back are talking more quietly and seem to be a lot calmer and nicer. One of them had quite short brown hair with a green flower hair clip and sage green eyes. She's holding her phone and frowning a at it, saying something about hating all guys and wanting to be a lesbian. She's clearly showing the other girl something. She has a few freckles dusted along her cheeks. The girl walking beside her is also frowning at it. She nods and seemingly agrees, she has medium long black hair and a purple top and has dark brown eyes. She then starts to go on about her ex boyfriend who I think she called Stan? I quickly decide I don't wanna listen to that anymore so I grab my headphones and pull them over my messy hair. I turn on my favourite song and once again start to hum the melody. I grab my phone and scroll through instagram. I groan and decide to see if I can find out who the black haired boy is. I smile and type into the search, 'cute black haired boy south park teen' obviously no profiles come up only a bunch of videos about a pedo elementary school teacher. Which I find a bit weird. I groan once again knowing this will be near to impossible and I need more information on him. And how will I introduce myself? "Hi my names Kyle and I've been watching you from my window for a few weeks." NO that's so creepy. Id totally scare him off if I said that. I give up on trying to figure out who he is. I stand up and look around my room before slowly going downstairs to watch tv. I jump down the stairs and grab hold of the door frame as I forcefully swing myself into the living room and happily sit back on the sofa. I slump into it and stare at the blank tv before pausing my music and grabbing the tv buttons and quickly turning it on. I watch as it blooms to life and I sigh once again when I realise there's nothing interesting on it. I role my eyes. And decide to just watch Netflix. I kick my feet up and rest them on the glass coffee table and scroll through my recently watched and try to find something that's half finished. I eventually just decide to watch a horror documentary. I watch the tv for god knows how long when my mother suddenly calls me for dinner. I get up from the couch with a frown and pause the documentary. I stand up and check the time 6pm? I swear it was only 2 when I woke up. I groan to myself and slowly walk into the kitchen gently ruffling my brother's hair, just because it annoys him. "Kyle leave your brother alone!" My mother says glaring at me, as I just nod sarcastically in response sitting down in the chair. "Yeah yeah sure." I mumble as I twirl my curly hair around my finger and wait for the food as my parents continue whatever conversation they were having prior to me arriving. Eventually my mother puts the food down in front of me as I lazily grab the cutlery and start to eat the food and I listen and occasionally nod as the new conversation blurs past me and all I can think about is trying to find that black haired boy. What the hell am I supposed to tell him if I do meet him. I already know everything about him. Well kinda...... I know he loves music, I know he's bi, I know he has a dog, I know he likes gothy clothes, I know he's single, I know he doesn't really like social interactions, I know he doesn't like school, I know he likes coffee without sugar, ew, but I somehow don't even know his name.....  I smile to myself as I finally finish my food. I push up from the table and gently place the plate in the sink and skip back into the living room and continue what I was watching as all the thoughts of cute mystery boy melts away into thoughts of murder and chaos. Such wonderful things for a teenager with anger issues to be thinking about. I smile internally and continue watching once again hearing more laughter and shouting outside. I glance up at the window and guess who? "Cute mystery boy....." I whisper as him and the other two walk past. The fat kid now has multiple different packets of sweets and chocolates and all sorts of unhealthy stuff. I role my eyes at the sight and then smile and feel my cheeks heat up slightly as I see cute mystery boy and his other friend sharing a pack of sweets. I smile at them before the thought crossed my mind. 'Do I have a crush on a random person I've never actually met I've just watched out my window?!' No of course not. Because that would be ridiculous. Oh my god what is going on......

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Hiii srry for not updating for a while I haven't had motivation lol anyways I'm gonna try and update more but idk also I'll prob update more in the summer bc I WONT HAVE SCHOOL! can't wait anyways have a great day/night/evening
-Chlo