neighborly

two

Corissa's POV

"Cori, the last truck is here with your stuff!" Serena yelled upstairs to my bedroom.

"Okay!" I called back, running down the stairs to the front door.

I walked out into the sunny LA day and smiled to myself. The truck with my stuff had been two days behind the others, so I was the only one who wasn't moved in completely.

I started unloading the boxes from the truck, and placing them on the curb beside our driveway.

"Hey, do you want some he- Damn babygirl." I heard a deep voice mumbled from behind me.

I whipped around to face the unknown speaker, my black hair without a doubt blowing behind me.

"Excuse me?" I asked, scoffing a little at the teenage boy before me.

He gave me a shameless once over before smirking. I placed a hand on my hip, making my black shirt dress rise a little up my thighs.

"Just asking if you needed some help." He replied smoothly, smirking.

"From you? No thanks." I said, grabbing another box from the truck and placing it down.

"Come on, wouldn't want your pretty little self getting hurt your first day in Cali. You're probably a model, they don't hire the bruised ones." He said, probably as a joke but I wasn't amused.

I turned to face him yet again, my facial expression probably showing how bored I was with this whole encounter.

"Actually, I sing. All I really need is my mouth."

"Damn, all I need is your mouth to." He shot back.

My mouth dropped open in disgust when two other boys left his house.

"Wilk, who's this?" A tattooed boy asked, giving me a friendly smile.

"I'm Corissa, the girl he's sexually harassing." I snapped. I heard two pairs of footsteps in heels walk out of my house.

"Corissa, have the guys put this stuff in the garage, we have to get to the studio to meet with Scooter." I heard Alexius say.

"Who're they?" Serena asked, her big sister mode kicking in.

I glanced over my shoulder to see my best friends looking hot as ever.

I looked back at the boys in front of me.

"I think these are the neighborhood fuckboys."