I woke up to see mother shaking me
"Alex wake up we're here" she said
I got out of the car dragging my bags behind me and looked up to see a huge beautiful White House
"is this it??" I asked her
"this is it" she said smiling and grabbing more stuff out of the trunk
"Whoa" is all I could manage to say
I walked inside, getting ready to check out the bedrooms
"DIBS ON THE BIGGER ROOM" Dylan and I yelled at the same time,
we both raced up the stairs trying to see who would get there first, luckily I beat him to it by approximately 3 seconds"HA! ITS MINE" I yelled in victory
"that's not fair you pushed me!" he pouted like a 4 year old
"get over yourself" I laughed, practically slamming the door in his face
I looked around my new room,
it was about two times bigger than my old room, I started unpacking and changing up the room to my liking.Once we were settled in I decided to take a short walk around the neighborhood,
"I'm going out" I yelled
but before reaching for the door handle, she came out of nowhere"where do you think you're going?" she asked crossing her arms
"out" I said pushing her aside and closing the door behind me.
I was only 10 minutes into the town and it looked really nice.
There were a lot of expensive stores, fancy restaurants, and theaters which all were fascinating,
but not really my kind of thing.I walked around a couple more blocks and saw what looked like a thrift shop.
I reached for the door and pulled it will all of my might but as hard as I pulled it wouldn't open"what the fuck??" I said in frustration
"you're supposed to push" I heard a deep voice behind me say with a chuckle
"wha--"
"your supposed to push the door not pull" he said
I looked up to see a tall boy covered full sleeve in tattoos. I eyed his tattoos, making me wonder many things about him, he simply smirked and said
"Is this girl really checking me out right now?"
"So what if I am?" I smirked back at him while walking into the shop
I started checking out their records and accessories when the deep voice approached me again
"your'e not from here are you"
"not really" I responded
"what's your name" he asked
"i'm sorry but my mommy told me not to talk to strangers" I said while sticking out my bottom lip
I was then interrupted by the familiar sound of my ringtone,
I picked up the phone and answered"can I help you Katherine?"
"ALEX I SWEAR TO---"
I then cut her off by hanging up, I literally can't stand her sometimes.
"so your name is Alex eh?" he said looking over at me again
"why do you NEED to know so badly?" I snapped
"feisty? I like you already" he smirked
"what's yours then" I asked him
"that's for me to know and for you to find out" he smirked again walking out of the shop
YOU ARE READING
The Bad boy and The Bad girl
Teen FictionKyle Adams is what most people would call a total badass. He is the most feared, reckless, and is also known as a player. Alex Riley is a wild child. She doesn't care what people say about her or think about her, she's gorgeous, sarcastic, and full...