The Bad Boy Across The Street//Justin Drew Blake

✨four✨

Alex's Point Of View
It took us about a day and two hours to get from Arizona to Minnesota. Did I mention that I lived in Arizona? I probably didn't. Now you know. I was passed out in the front seat when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Alex, we're here!" said Aunt Elle. My eyes weren't exactly open but I recognized the voice. I slowly opened my eyes a little. Still couldn't see so I had to open my eyes all the way. There stood the most beautiful house I ever seen in my life. It was huge like super fucking huge! "Come on, Alex, we have to get the boxes in the house." said Aunt Elle as she kept shaking my leg with her hand. "Fuck." I said groggily as I got out the front seat. I got up and stretched my back and made my way to the trunk. Then, I felt the presence of someone's eyes on my ass. I turned around and saw a blind of one of the windows upstairs flicker as if someone was looking through it. "Looks like there might be a perv across the street." I said as I walked into the house with a box in my hand.