Foreign Love

Hot boys & stress eating

"MACKENZIE THE FOREIGN EXCHANGE STUDENT IS HERE!" Damian shouted at me from down the stairs. I thought I heard him laughing but decided to ignore it.

I jumped out of the shower and threw on some khaki shorts a braided brown belt and white tank top and raced down the stairs. Half way down the stairs I heard Damian laughing and someone asking what is So funny.

"Hi Astri- umm where is Astrid?" I asked an extremely gorgeous man. He had light blonde hair that was gelled up and dark stormy blue eyes with fair skin. He was the exact opposite of Damian. Damian had deep tan skin with brown shaggy hair and round green eyes that made him look like an innocent little boy. But this guy, he..he was a man. He looked about my age but he looked like a mature man and I'm not gonna lie, he was getting me all hot and bothered.

"I am Astrid." He said in a Swedish accent.

"But I thought Astrid was a gir- so wait your staying in my house? And your um well foreign?" I asked stating the obvious.

"Ja."

"Excuse me?"

"Ja- uh I mean yes."

"oh wow."

"Damian, Meeting. Now." I said while walking to my kitchen and whipping out a granola bar, an orange crush, and a box of cheese it's.

"Um Mack? I know you like to eat a lot but I don't think this is the time for making a feast."

"Damn it Damian! You know im a stress eater!" I whisper yelled at him.

"Your also a happy eater, a sad eater, and a hyper eater."

"Damian! Shut up! My parents will kill me when they find out that the foreign exchange student is really a guy. I told them it was a girl!"

"Your overreacting. They will be cool with it. Plus I'm over at your house most of the time anyways so it's not like you guys can get into any type of trouble. Double plus you have a boyfriend who is extremely hot and romantic so it's not like you would get down and dirty with him." He persuaded with a smirk.

"Yea. O-okay. Your right! Nothing could possibly go wrong! Right? Hahahahahahahaha?!" I whispered to no one in particular on the edge of a nervous brake down.

"Deep breaths Mack, deep breaths." He said rubbing my arm gently.

I started whacking him in the gut and arms repeatedly. "Don't call me Mack you mother effing butt whole!"

"Ahem..am I interrupting something?" Astrid asked from the doorway. I froze one knee up next to Damian's man hood and one hand gripping his hair and pulling him towards the ground.

I released Damian's hair and he glanced down to where my knee was headed.

"Dude I owe you one." Damian said while sticking his hand out so they could fist bump. But before that could happen Astrid jumped back and threw his arms in front of his face in some sort of defense.

"Vad fan? What did I do to you?" He yelled at Damian.

"Dude it's a fist bump. Your suppose to do it back" Damian said through a chuckle.

"Åh, ser jag." He said while staring down at his hand. Astrid drew his fist back and drove it right into Damian's gut.

"What the fu- dude! Not cool! Your suppose to bump fists, not nail my gut!" Damian grunted.

I burst out laughing and went over Astrid.

"Dude that was awesome!"

He blushed while scratching the back of his neck. "You like when people hit your bror?"

"Dude if your gonna live in America, your gonna have to talk like an American."

"Uh your brother, sorry."

I burst out laughing for the second time today while placing my hand on Astrid's shoulder.

"That is my boyfriend, not my brother."

"But you were trying to hurt him. No?"

"It's how I show my affection." I said with a wink.

"Hey hey hey. Just because someone has a cute accent and is devilishly handsome doesn't mean you can go around winking at them." Damian said with a kidding-ish look on his face.

"Hey Damian? Are you gay?" I asked seriously.

"Only for you babe." He said while wrapping his arms around my waist and giving me a peck. I felt kind of hurt that he wasn't even a tad bit jealous that I would be living with a boy for the next year or the fact that he wouldn't kiss me longer than a second in front of anyone. But maybe I'm just looking too far into things.

"Oh my gosh I'm gonna be late for school!" Damian shouted while running towards the door. He kind of has this thing where he never misses a day of school. It's kind of cute actually. He's so innocent.

"Well Astrid and I are gonna skip today and I'm gonna show him all of the wonders in Atlanta Georgia!" I retorted back to him.

"Yea cool bye!" He shouted back before rushing out the door.

"Hmph." I noisily grumbled while plopping down on the couch.

"What's wrong fina?" Astrid asked me politely while standing in the corner.

"Um nothing really just boy troubles." I mumbled shyly.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Nope."

"Okay."

"We'll I guess since you asked, why isn't he jealous or mad that a really gorgeous boy is going to be living in the same house as me with little to none parental supervision? And why doesn't he ever show me off in public? I mean he won't even give me a real kiss unless we are alone! I mean every time I mess up he just forgives me in an instant without even putting up a fight! Where's the fun in that! We are going to have no hilariously bitter sweet stories to tell anyone! And why doesn't he ever change up his hair everyone in a while! It's the same way every single day. Oh! And he doesn't even notice when I get mine changed! I got it cut four inches shorter and highlights a week ago and he still hasn't said anything? God what's wrong with him?" I ranted off to Astrid.

"You think I'm really gorgeous?" He asked with a smirk.

"Wow that's all you got out of that?" I asked back.

"Well Fina, sounds like you need a man." He said smoothly.

"Excuse me? He has a penis, trust me, I would know." I breathed out to him.

He chuckled and began to speak "No, I mean he is to childish for you. You want someone who is going to be dangerous and manly, someone like me." He said with a wink.

"And what's so dangerous about a Swedish foreign exchange student?" I asked sarcastically.

"That, my Fina, is what you would call.... Classified." He mumbled before walking over to his bags.

"Two questions." He stated. "One, where do I put these? And two, do all girls around here dress half naked like you? Cause if so, I have a feeling I'm going to like it."

"Put them by the stairs and ew. Now I have a question for you, what does Fina mean?" I asked curiously.

"It means Lovely." He said while placing his bags down next to the stairs letting his arm muscles flex through his shirt making them clearly visible. I blushed and walked to the kitchen.

Damian Ryder, I think you've met your match.

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And we plunge deeper Into the plot! (; hehe hope you liked this chapter! I really did.. It was fun to write!!!!

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