Rich Rags

21. Rich Rags

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We were sitting there relaxing in the perfect weather for a good few minutes when we suddenly heard a sound and a head pop up over his fence.  “Chase!  Hi!” a very squeaky and unappealing voice called.

I looked at him and his face contorted into a grimace, “Uh…hey Charity.”

I then peered over at the head peeking over at the fence and my jaw dropped. 

All I saw was her face and she was beautiful.  Gorgeous.  Perfect almost.  She had little china doll lips, with big very bright green eyes, and what looked like long dark brown hair.

“Who’s this?” She asked, and it was clear that her one fault was a big one…the most irritating voice I had ever heard.

“This is my girlfriend Abby, Abby this is my neighbor Charity.  She just moved in a few weeks ago.”

I could hear the displeasure in his voice loud and clear.

“Nice to meet you Charity.” I said sweetly.

She just stared at me.  “Girlfriend?”

“Uh…yeah.” He said.

“Well isn’t that nice!” She screeched.  “She’s…got bright hair.” She laughed unhumorously. We were both looking at her with concern.

“Well, we’re going to go inside.  It was nice seeing you Charity.” Chase said, grabbing my arm and pulling me away.

She was still smiling like a crazy person as we slid the door shut and moved away from view carefully.

“Something tells me that we’ll be being more of her very soon.” I commented.

“I see her almost every day peeking over at me.  It’s disturbing!  She’s getting more and more stalker-like as time goes on…”

I giggled, “You have a stalker!  That’s fun!”

“No! It’s creepy!  I have a girlfriend!  That’s the closest thing to a stalker I’ll ever need.” He said hugging me.

I laughed. “A girlfriend is close to a stalker?”

“No, but it’s a person infatuated with you that you’re infatuated back with, so that’s about as close as I want to get.”

I nodded, “Yeah, that makes sense actually.”

“What does?” We heard someone ask, walking into the room.

Trinity came into view smiling.

“We were just talking about stalkers.” Chase stated.