Bad Boy // Ethan Dolan

New girl

"Tess, come get your stuff out of the car!", my mom screamed at my room from outside of our new house in New Jersey.

We just moved here from Dallas because of my dads job, but right after we sold our house in Dallas and bought this one my dad passed away in a car accident. Some may say it was very tragic but some may say it was a relief, for me it was a relief. My father was a very controversial guy because of his company and what he did, but many did not know his personality like I did. My mother is always gone at work because she is a nurse, so it would most of the time just be me and my dad. My father would abuse me mentally and physically and he said if I ever told my mother I would pay for it, so I never did. When he passed away it was like a weight being lifted off my shoulder.

"TESSA HOW MANY TIMES DO I NEED TO TELL YOU TO COME GET YOUR STUFF!!"

"Sorry mom coming!!" I screamed, unknowingly if she heard or not.

I went out to the moving truck and grabbed all the stuff I needed for tonight. My room had already had my bed in it so i was basically set for that. I grabbed my laptop, my bag, and some clothes that I could wear for my first week of school.

I was pretty tired from the drive from Dallas to here, so I decided I would take a nap, but right as I was going to go to bed I hear music BLASTING.

I stick my head out of the window and realize it is coming from next door. I literally had no idea you could even possibly play music that loud but I guess you could. I'm debating if I should knock on the door and ask them to turn it down nicely, or just let it go. I decide on the first one because that way I could introduce myself first and maybe make a friend or hopefully just get to know someone.

I walk out of my house and go up to the door. For some reasons I felt nervous. I ring the doorbell and wait for someone to answer which feels like ages. Finally, a tall boy with dark brown hair and hazel eyes opens up. He looks about 18 years old, super buff, oh and did i mention BUFF?

"What do you want?" This boy said.

"I just moved in next store and I wanted to introduce myself and say hi." I said nervously
He didn't seem like the nicest person so I didn't want to be super pushy.

"Cool, bye." He said as closing the door. Nice Tessa, that was very successful. I don't know why but I found myself knocking at the door again, but this time another boy answers with literally the same face but different hair. His hair was shorter, with blonde streaks. Once again, buff.

"Hey, uh I just came the the door a second ago to introduce myself, I just moved in next door, but unfortunately the door got slammed in my face.." I said awkwardly.

"Welcome to the neighborhood!! Yeah sorry about that my brother can be a little rude sometimes.." He says.

"Thanks.. I'm glad there's atleast one nice person in this neighborhood."

"Hah yeah once you get into jersey people kinda don't care what you think.. What's your name?"

"Tessa.. I just moved here from Texas" I explain

"Nice, Tessa from Texas. I'm Grayson and my brother is Ethan. We are twins if you couldn't tell." He states he obvious.

Hmm. I wonder how one could be so friendly and inviting but the other so ignorant and rude.

"Well it was nice meeting you.. We should hang out sometime!!" He says

"Yeah that's sounds fun!" I say as walking down the steps from their house.

As I walk back to my house I realize I didn't even ask them to turn the music down. Whatever atleast I met them and got to know what they were like. As I walk into my house all I see is boxes piled up... this is how I'm going to be living for the next month.

"Sweetie, what would you like to eat?" My mom pops her head out behind the boxes.

"I don't care really, just get like pizza or something." I say as examining the kitchen. I really didn't look at the house yet so I decided to now. It was a fairly large house, with a huge backyard. My last house was tiny, but it was just my parents, me, and my older brother, Payton, who is in college, so this was huge compared to my old house. I loved how roomy it was.
-----------------------------------------------------

I wake up to my alarm clock blasting in my ear. The one thing you should know about me is that I HATE mornings and I will do anything to get an extra five minutes of sleep, but since it was my first day at Sliders High I knew I couldn't mess it up.

I get out of my bed and grab my outfit I had planned out the night before which was my ripped boyfriend jeans, my adidas superstars, and a black brandy tank top. I didn't want to go all out because it's just school, but i did want to atleast get ready a little bit for a good first impression. As I'm walking to my bathroom to put my makeup on, my mom yells, "What do you want for breakfast sweetie!!"

"Pancakes please!" I yell back down.

After I'm done eating breakfast I go upstairs to put my makeup on. I'm not the person that likes to wear a cake ton of makeup on my face so I just put on powder, bronzer, some eyebrows, a little eyeshadow, and mascara. I then plug in my straightener and straighten my long dirty blonde hair, then I part it in the middle. I look at the time than I grab my backpack, run out the door and start my car.