Neighbor (ON HOLD)

Three

Semi-edited

I walked into a quiet house. "Dad, I'm home!"

Wait. Who am I talking to? "Nobody is even here." I grated at myself. I skipped upstairs and placed my pack on my bed and unzipped it and took out my black and purple binder and a couple of books, placed them on the bed and sighed.

"Tons of homework." I moaned to myself. I need to eat first. I skipped downstairs and into the kicthen. I opened the fridge and it was half empty. I groaned out loud and almost slammed it shut.

"God!" I grunted. I need to shower first. I marched upstairs and went to shower. I changed into a tight black, loose off the shoulder, long sleeve shirt, dark jeans and the same casual sandals. I went to the bathroom and straightened out my hair. It came out a little bit shorter, but came out pretty strong and thick. I smiled at myself. I left my hair down, got my phone, my wallet and skipped downstairs and froze at the last step. Hm. I was thinking I could...drive? Oh, yeah! I went to the front and grabbed the keys to the BMW M4 on the key hook and dashed outside to the front and entered the car, feeling proud. Why? Because I had to ask my father to drive! Otherwise I'll be driving to school, but he wasn't here and I wasn't walking to the store. This was an emergency anyway. I started it and drove to the store.

I arrived minutes later and went shopping for milk, more strawberry yogurt, orane juice, a gallon of raspberry ice tea, oranges, bananas, strawberries and red and green grapes, some bag of salads, turkey bacon, etc. Unloading the items onto the automatic slider thingy at the register, I froze at the male's voice.

"83.29." the clark announced. I looked up and gasps. He looked at me in confusion. "You okay, miss?" He must could tell I was young.

"Yes, I'm alright." I thought I saw Andy. I took out some emergency money, a 100 dollar bill and handed it to him. He bagged up the items and gave me my change back. I rolled the cart outside and loaded the car. What was wrong with me? I freak out when I see Andy or even think I see him. I sighed and put the cart back. I drove back.

I was driving a little bit to fast than I should in the neighborhood. My phone buzzed. I ignored it, but when it kept buzzing, I got worried. Maybe it was my Dad trying to call, or Kia...I don't know. I reached for it on the dashboard with my fingertips and there it slid to the floor. "Damn!" I glanced at the road in front of me, it was clear so I reached down and went to grab it.

Crash! My body jerked foward and I gasps.

"Oh, my God." I freaked. I looked up and saw I had hit the back of a purple old Nissan Altima. "Oh, my God." I repeated in a freak tone. I got out the car and ran up the drive-way and froze at the porch. I could make this a hit and run, but no. I'm not that much of a criminal. And when I mean "not that much." I mean I did some criminal stuff once. I'm not going into get in it. I slowly walked to the front door and knocked.

"Just a minute." a male voice called behind the double doors. I stepped back and held my hands in front of me. The door begin to unlock and the first door opened. I can't see who answered it, so I said politely, "Um, I'm so sorry, but I had an accident with your car."

"What?" the soft, husky voice asked. It sounded so sexy.

"I had an accident with your car." The second door opened toward me so I had to step back. My heart skipped so many beat, I thought I was gonna drop dead, my lungs lost its air, I felt so light headed. He was...it was...him.

"You what?" I guess he repeated.

"Um...I...I..." I was lost for words now and I had no idea why I was standing here. Why didn't I realize I hit Andy's car and why didn't I realize I was running up to his house?

It's called panicking and not thinking of anything.

Well, thank you, I said to myself, sarcastically.

"Jennipher."

I literally widened my eyes. He knew my name! How could he possibly know that? That name coming out his mouth made me want to keep my name forever!

You will... *confused face*

One of his eyes lowered and he turned his head just a bit in confusion. God, I probably looked so stupid.

"Yeah, your car..." I said quietly.

He showed me his fore finger before closing both doors. Oh, crap. I sounded so stupid that he closed the door. I turned around, wrapping my arm around myself and biting down on my thumb nail. I looked down, thinking on how I was going to explain this to my Dad. Oh, no!

I jerked around hearing the sound of both doors opening. He had joined me outside, in red Adidas track pants and a white t-shirt. I froze at his body standing right infront of me. I smelled his cologne and I almost melted. Usually I melted, not even knowing it, but I had to pay attention to myself right now. I couldn't have a melt down infront of him.

"Now what happened to my car?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. The muscles in his chest tensed up. My eyes went to his arms where the sleeves to his shirt hugged his biceps.

"I...I...I..." I just couldn't get my words out.

"Take me to it." he gently demanded.

"It's just on the curve...still."
 
He nodded, his eyes sparkling with confusion to what I just said. "Take me to it." I turned around and led the way to the drive-way and stopped. I heard him growl, walking around me to his car and stood at the rear of it and glared at me. I walked to him.

"Yeah, I tried to tell you...but..."

"But you're coward."

I gasped. He called me a coward?! "No!" I exclaimed "I...I am not. I just didn't..."

"Teens." He shook his head and went to check his rear out, kneeling down. He looked over at me. "Can you move your car, please?" He sounded a little annoyed and angry. I hesitated and went into my car, put the gear in R and parked it on the curve infront of my house and came back to join him.

"I'm really sorry about your car..."

"How did it happen?"

I was to embarrassed to tell him. He might press charges.

"I was...reaching for my..." He held up his hand and stood up. "Look, I'm very sorry." I looked down at my hand, but to realize I didn't have my wallet for my I.D. "Um, you can have my insurance card..."

"I don't have time for this." he said, frustrated. "I was in the middle of studying and..." He sighed. "Look, word of advice, don't drive again." He shook his head and walked back into his house. I let out air in relief. I just had a no-good conversation with my crush! How embarrassing. The first conversation with my neighbor and it was a disaster. My heart sunk as I walked back the car and parked it in the drive-way. Unloading the grocery into the house, I felt as if my first kiss was stolen by someone I didn't even like.

And yes! I haven't been kissed yet.

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