The Boy Not So Next Door

Chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE

I stared out of the car window. I don't know why we couldn't have just taken a plane to Washington. It was a pretty damn long car ride from Texas to Washington, let me tell ya. The ride was painfully slow. My brother was blasting his music and my parents were playing the licence plate game the whole time. Fun. We finally had arrived to the house. The neighbourhood looked like any other. All the houses looked pretty similar. I could already tell I was going to spend all my time locked away in my room. No surprise there. I set my bags on the floor and sat down on my bed that the movers had just dropped off. It was going to take a lot of work to get this room to look nice. It was hideous. The room was an ugly yellow and there was a huge crack in the wall from floor to ceiling. I decided to explore outside a little. Maybe talk to some locals. Who was I kidding? I am too unsocial to just strike up a conversation with a random person on the street. What was I going to say? "Oh hello there, I'm Chelsea and I would rather be on my computer than talking to you right now." No. I don't think so. I guess I could try to be normal. For a little while at least.

As I stepped into the street, some kid whizzed passed me on his skateboard nearly knocking me over. He stopped in the driveway of a house across the street and down a little ways. As he walked up the driveway to his front steps, he dropped his skateboard. The hill that we lived on was so steep that his skateboard started to come towards me. All I could think about was trying to stop it with as little effort as possible to look cool. Hey, first impressions are hard and this guy looked pretty hot from what I could tell. Luckily, when it arrived at my feet I was able to stop it without hitting myself in the ankle or letting it slip out from under my foot. The boy was jogging along behind the board and stopped when it got to me. I looked up and was shocked at his beauty. He had the most amazing blue-green eyes that I had ever seen. His hair fell in a swoop across his perfectly structured face. He was wearing a tank top and zip-up hoodie and I could see a chest tattoo coming out of the top of his loosely fitting shirt. Even though his arms were covered, I could tell that they were toned. He smiled at me and I just about ran away because I had never been so close to someone so pretty. I shyly smiled back and tucked my hair behind my ear. "Thanks for saving my board," was all he said as he picked it up from my feet and walked back up the hill to his house. He went through the door and was gone, just like that.