Hollywood's Badboy

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"Give me back my phone Ryan!" I hissed as I ran around the house, trying to tackle him down but it was impossible to do so when he runs like a maniac.

Everyone else was in the living room, sitting like the couch potatoes they were. I was impressed at how quickly they got everything unpacked throughout the whole house but I still had a lot of unpacking to do.

Finally, Ryan ran into my room and he tripped over some boxes, landing on my bed and dropping my phone before he could lay his hands on my baby.

Acting childishly, I stuck my tongue out at him and he just chuckled, leaving me alone in my room to finish unpacking.

As soon as I turned back around, I was met with a set of piercing blue- grey eyes, staring at me and chuckling. I could literally feel all the blood rush to my face in embarrassment and I just glared back at the boy.

I could see his room from mine and he was now my neighbor. Great. Note the sarcasm there.

Jason Fox.

Couldn't it have been anyone else in the world? I mean like seriously, there are billions of other choices and it's not like I was moving anytime soon...

The sexy God was living right next door to me. What have I ever done wrong to deserve this?

I started to get irritated when he wouldn't stop laughing at me so I grabbed a orange from my table and chucked it out the window, aiming for his head but missing because he jumped out of the way.

"What was that for?" He asked, trying to sound innocent and I have to give it to him that he did.

"Nothing. I just felt like throwing an orange out the window today." I answered, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Oh, then I forgive you." He smirked up at me and I just glared at him.

Stupid, egoistic jerk.

"Hey, weren't you the girl at the mall a few months ago?" He asked me while laying back down on his bed, throwing his basketball up and catching it several times.

"It depends," I shrug my shoulders, "Am
I in trouble or something?"

"Isabella, who are you talking to up there?" Nate screams to me from the bottom of the steps and I blush because Mr. Jerk is watching me cautiously now.

"Nobody. Your just turning old. Maybe you should try going to the hearing doctor."

"Wow, real funny Isabella." I hear him mutter and when I hear his voice trail off, I sigh in relief.

"Dad?" Jason asks me, resuming in his ball catching game.

"Nope, my brother." He nods at me once, dropping his basketball when he hears a little girls voice from downstairs.

He sighs and then turns towards his door but before he could open it, a little girl that couldn't be older than seven comes bursting through the door, in tears.

"Maya! What did I tell you about coming into my room?" Was he blind or something? Did he not see the little girl crying in his room or something?

"B- But Peter broke my Barbie doll!" She screamed and started her crying fit again.

"I'll by you a new one, now could you get out Maya?" He said and I could hear the panic in his voice. Was he scared of crying girls or something?

"You are a horrible guardian." I said to Jason and two pairs of eyes snapped towards me as I walked into the back of the room, looking for my box of old toys.

Finally, I opened the box and found a Barbie that I haven't touched in years and walked back towards the window.

The next thing I knew, there was a little girl screaming at the top of her lungs and I turned around, thinking that she was in pain but instead, she was jumping up and down in excitement.

"It's Isabella Fox! Omg Isabella Fox is our neighbor!" At first I was shocked at how happy she was but then I played along, signing the Barbie doll and chucking it out the window and into Jason's room.

Before Jason could even touch it, I saw Maya jumping in front of him to catch the doll, knocking Jason over. I literally couldn't stop laughing as Jason shooed Maya out of his room as she protested but Jason won and locked her out.

He silently walked back towards his large bed and laid back down, taking his shoes and socks off.

"So, what are you doing for the rest of the week?" He asks me in a monotone voice.

"Ugh, I start shooting for the movie Guns and Bullets tomorrow." I roll my eyes while unpacking another box of my clothing.

I hear him groan and look at him in confusion.

"I'm staring in that movie as well." He explains and I groan as well.

I so didn't want to be in a movie with him.

"Well I guess I'm stuck with you for the next couple of months." I say while fake pouting at him.

"You know most girls would love to spend time with me?" He states and I roll my eyes at him.

"Well if you haven figured out yet, I'm not like most girls."

We were both silent for a moment, lost in our own thoughts.

"Isabella! Come down to eat!" Nate screamed while trudging up the stairs.

"I'm not hungry Nate." I screamed back, not sure if he heard me or not.

"Okay good because we don't have any food anyways." He states and I laugh at him.

"Then why would you invite me for dinner anyways?" I could feel the piercing stare of Jason from the other room and I feel the blush rising again.

"I though we had food but Will sorta ate everything already." I still couldn't stop laughing. I swear that I seriously had the weirdest brothers of all times.

"Okay then, I'm going to sleep now."

"Goodnight sis."

I walked over to the curtains and draped them close before turning off the lights.

Tomorrow was going to be a very interesting day.