I exited out the truck, flying the door closed. My parents and brother took a long look at it. I viewed for myself. I gasped. Their it was, my new house.
"Mom! Where's my phone!" My brother yelled. Everyone looked at him depressed. We all knew he had a serious problem with his technology. He wouldn't last a minute without it. "It's somewhere." Mom replied. She's lazy once in awhile because of her work, so I'd understand her. My mom's a business woman. Most of the time she's not at home, I make the most of the time we spend together. "So dear, where's the key?" And that's my dad. He's well. A cook. My dad works at a high class restaurant. "It's right here dear." My mom held out her hand, and there it was the keys.
Dad snatched the keys off her hand, and opened the door. "Okay everyone here's are new home!" Dad opened the door slowly. "Fuck!!!!" The door fell off. Hitting the floor. "Well what do you expect paying such price for this damn fuck place." Mother said in her usual voice/tone. "Where's my Playboy Cristina! You took it didn't you! I know you like it you lesbian!" Brother spoke coldly. I got furious. "I didn't take your damn porn, and I'm not a lesbian!" I swear, he's such an ass. He blames me for everything.
"Cristina go meet are neighbors and report back to us." My mom is always like this. So I walked over to check up with the neighbors. But I was just foots away from the door when I heard it. "Ohhhh. Oh oh oh. Yea. Ohhh. Aaww yes. Yes yes yes." I heard it. I think it came from the bathroom because of the echo. I was shocked and a little turned on, cause I basically could tell what was going on in there because of my brother. I decided to knot on the door. "I'll be right there!" It came from the bathroom definitely. I finally get to meet this person. The one who's my neighbor, and jerking off.
The door opens quickly. "What!" And there he was. He looked around my age. "Oh excuse me but I just wanted to say hi. Well you see I just moved in next to you.... I'm sorry but your flyer is open." I had to tell him. Like it was just right there. "Oh uh. Don't worry about it. Someone as beautiful and sexy like you can see it whenever baby." He added to me. I couldn't believe that he was so ghetto. Like what the fuck. Who'd do that? And that's exactly why I think he's prefect for me.
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My Neighbors From Hell
Teen Fiction16, year old Cristina just moved into her new house with her parents. Everything is fine at first, but the neighbors get in the way of everything.