Fences

Chapter 1~ When the Fences Come Down

"What do you fucking mean you won't be back until next week? We've had no fence for a fucking week already! It's not even fucking raining!" Mom was screaming into the phone loud enough that I could completely hear her, even if I was still unlocking the front door. Of course, no one was allowed to curse but man oh man the fence is still down!

I kicked off my shoes and threw my keys on the counter. She was leaning against the table across from me, her eyes staring daggers into the TV.

"Hey ma," I smiled and took a bite of an apple. Mom jumped before covering the speaker.

"Oh, sorry dear, I'm on the phone with the fence people. Would you mind taking your dog out?" She pressed a kiss to my cheek before returning to the phone. "What are you not understanding? It's not f--"

I walked Junebug, my pitbull, out the door before she finished that sentence. 

"Oh, poor Junebug, don't let her words rot your brain," I laughed down at my baby who was mainly white but with a brown spot over her right eye. She was so sweet, she couldn't hurt a fly.

We walked off the porch so I could sit down at a chair that was moved to the side. The fence facing our back neighbors was down. They must have done that last night while I was out. I checked out our neighbor's backyard. I believed they were renters but I honestly didn't know or care.

I was a couple steps away from the said chair when my foot landed in something mushy. I screamed and jumped back, praying it wasn't poop.

"No! No no no! Oh, come on!" I jumped on one foot as I pulled my favorite sock off-- they had avocados on them, sue me-- and held it like it was rotting meat. Junebug looked up at me innocently.  

I was getting ready to scold her when I hear deep laughing coming from the neighbors door. With wide eyes, I met the gaze of gray steel eyes. The owner of said eyes, a boy of maybe around seventeen, cracking up just outside his door.

"Excuse me!" I shouted over to him. "This is-- this is a problem!"

He didn't say anything to me. In fact, he was still laughing. I scowled at him. 

"Stop laughing. For real, it's not that funny."

"Okay, sorry." He sucked in a breath, trying to keep his laughter at bay. With a big smile, he walked across his yard. With shoes. "I'm Zavier. Nice to meet you."

"Sure. Whatever. I'm Loria." I grumbled leaning down to pet Junebug. 

"What's his name?" He stepped across the invisible barrier. I looked at him shocked. Isn't that illegal or something? Is he a danger? Will he kidnap Junebug?

"Uh..." I trailed unsure how to react. Then I remembered what he said. "Her name is Junebug."

"That's a dumb name." He squatted and took her face in his hands. "Sorry for the name mishap missy."

"Hey!" I pulled Junebug away from him. "First of all, you trespassed. Secondly, you are a name mishap. Now leave."

He-- Zavier-- chuckled and threw his hands up in surrender. "Okay, feisty. Sorry. She's cute."

"I know."

"And I'm not trespassing."

"Yes, you are." I glared. "Don't make me call the police."

He busted out in a full laugh. "You can't call the police on me! You technically invited me over when you started talking to me."

"I remember you making fun of me and from there none of it was my fault." I crossed my arms and kept glaring. "I don't like you very much."

Zavier was about to retort something, I'm sure, but at that moment mom finally came outside to see what was taking me so long. 

"Loria, you met our new neighbor?" She came up to us with a welcoming smile. "I didn't know you all moved in yet. How are you liking the neighborhood so far?"

"Mom." I started. 

"Not now, Loria. I'm meeting this young gentleman."

"Yeah, a total gentleman." I rolled my eyes.

"Be nice, Loria, he's just trying to make friends I'm sure. You don't know how to behave like a proper human being." She shushed me before turning back to the evil one. "Now, where was I? How about you and your parents come over tonight for dinner?"

"Wait! I don't want to clean ma!" I grabbed her elbow, pleading. She only shook me off. Now, I had more reason to hate him. I continued to glare at him. 

I bet he's a cat person.

"Well, I must get back inside. I have to call your dad." Mom looked at me and mouthed he's cute and I shook my head feverishly. She laughed before going back inside.

"At least one of you likes me." He whispered in my ear, somehow he had inched closer. I screeched and jumped away. 

"Go home!" I jabbed a finger at his face before marching in after mom. Ugh. Now not only did I have to clean, but I would have to put up with our nosy neighbor again. 

Come on!

I locked the door behind me and fell on the couch. My eyes were glued to Raising Hope, but my mind was thinking about the annoying guy living behind us. His brown hair looked soft to the touch and his hazel eyes seemed soft, but dang was he annoying.

And you can replace that word if you want.

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Chapter ONE!!!!!!!! Whoop whoop! 

So this is supposed to be kind of funny, but I don't really know if I have writing humor. Or humor. But I'll try!

I hope you all liked it. Eyes out for chapter two! Yaaayyy!

Mwah!

~Adin