Collide With Me

Chapter T W E N T Y

He's moving in today......he's moving in today.......he's moving in today. God save me please. I can't handle that kid. Why did someone decide to move in that house now? And why him?!

"Oh hey mum where's dad?" I asked my mum as I sat comfortably on the couch.

"He's helping them move in to the house" No wonder why there was so much noise. I nodded, "There's a boy around your age I think, he's moving in with his sister, maybe now you can find some friends"

"What do you mean?! Are you saying I don't have friends?"

"Honey, I never said that"

"Well even if you did say that, just so you know, I have Marilyn and David"

"I'm talking about new friends"

"I'm already know him, he goes to my school, friends with David"

"Oh really? And you never told me?"

"I didn't have the need to tell you about a stupid guy"

"Seems like a great kid"

"He's not" I shook my head.

"He'll be right next to your room, you know, talk to him all night, flirt, have some fun, sneak out"

"Wh-" she cut me off.

"That is stuff you will not be doing young lady" she explained.

"I don't think I would want to" It's true, never would I ever do all that with him. "I'm going to go now, to my room"

I got up off the couch and went through the hallway to my room. I went in and closed the door behind me. I sat on the seating place that was right on my window. I opened the curtains to see someone's back on the room across in that house. The body turned around then did a to double take when he saw me. He came to the window and opened it and so did I open my window, "hi" he said as he sat down on the window seat.

"Hey" I said with a flat expression, flat-tone.

"What's gotten your panties in a knot today?"

"The fact that you're moving in" I said as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Come on, admit that you've always wanted this"

"Over. My. Dead. Body"

"You just won't admit it, but we all know that you're thinking about it in your head"

"Yeah right, you have no clue what I'm thinking about" I was thinking about how he had no clue about what I was thinking about.

"You're thinking about how I have no clue about what you're thinking about"

"How did y-"

"Magic"

"Idiot, there's no such thing as magic"

"Then what do you call David Copperfield?"

"Uhh.....David Copperfield" I was right, wasn't I?

"Ha ha very funny, seriously, it's magic"

"No, it's illusion"

"Whatever you wanna call it" I was tired of talking to him, even though that was like a two minute conversation, I didn't want to talk to him anymore. I immediately shut the window then put the curtains back.

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