Girl Next Door- an Emblem3 story

"Perfect as you"

"Lex I'm home" Drew yelled as he closed the front door. I walked downstairs and found him sitting on the couch watching xfactor. I just stood there watching him. A girl with blond curly hair came up. Her name was kaitlyn and she was from New York. When she opened her mouth the words to 'hey soul sister' came out. She sang beautifully, letting each word roll out of her mouth with sweet simplicity. She looked calm. With her eyes closed and her hands by her sides.

Drew smiled through the whole song, approving her performance. Drew broke the silence between us; "you know, I wanna go on this show sometime. Sing my heart to the world, show them who I am." I just nodded. He dropped the subject, "what do you want for diner?"

"Im going to the Stromberg's for dinner." He twitched when I said the name. He never looked up at me but I didn't need to see his face to see the expression. "Lex i thought you were done with him. His drama."

"I am. I'm sick of it. I was invited by Keaton. I'm going to tell Wes that I don't want or need him in my life any more."

"What if he refuses?" Drew still was watching the tv. There was a commercial about McDonalds running. "He won't get to me. I'll be in Colorado...." When the words came out I realized I never told drew about my plan. I wasn't sure how he would react.

"...lex..." He started. He opened his mouth once more. I could see he had a lot to say. I could see his thoughts running through his head. But all he could squeak out is "im sorry" and like that he got up and went to his room. I did the same, quietly closing the door. I went into the bathroom off of my room and turned the water on to shower. I undressed and went straight in, not even caring to feel the temperature. The water burned my skin at first but I didn't budge. It felt good as my skin got used to the hot water.

I turned the water off and grabbed my towel. I wrapped one around my hair and one around my body. I went back to my room and went through my closet to find something to wear. I decided on a white sun dress and a denim jacket. I put on my tan sandals and some bracelets. I put a little bit of makeup on and loosely French braided my hair down the center. I grabbed my phone and started to walk to the Stromberg's. It wasn't far so it wouldn't take long.

I got to their driveway and could see mrs.stromberg preparing dinner in the kitchen through the front window. I took a deep breath and walked up to the door. I went to knock and I noticed my hand was shaking. Why am I nervous? It's a regular dinner at the Stromberg's. I took another breath and knocked on the door. After a few seconds Keaton opened the door, wearing khakis and a tshirt. I felt a little over dresses but it didn't matter, I looked nice. "Hi Alexis, come on in!" Keaton said giving me a large smile. I laughed running his hair ruining it a bit. He gave me a sulking face as I just walked to the kitchen. "Hi mrs.stromberg!" I said making her turn. "Oh well don't you look nice, hon" I smiled. "Thank you. Could I help you with anything?"

"Oh no. I'm almost done. You can take a seat at the table with Wes as Keaton and I just bring these over." Oooo fun. Sit with Wes. I turned on my heels and walked to the dining room. I slowly sat down, Across from Wes. He smiled at me but I could tell it was forced. I just slightly smiled back as we sat there awkwardly staring at each other. He tapped his knees while I tapped my finger to the table. Neither tapping made a sound. It was quite and I could here plates clattering from the kitchen. I could hear Keaton being spoken to about how to properly take a plate out so he doesn't break it. I pictured Keaton standing there nodding with embarrassment. This just made me smile. I forgot where I was. I probably looked like a freak smiling for no reason at Wes. He gave me a confused look, "you okay?" He asked. I cleared my throat and nodded "ya, sorry. Just laughing at your brother.." He gave me a nod of approval. He opened his mouth again but soon snapped it shut. But I could see the words rolling off his tongue, I'm just waiting for the sound to come out. He sat there, almost teasing me, with his mouth open and ready to make a noise at any moment. "Wesley! Just spit it out!" He didn't hesitate. "Why are you mad at me? Why don't you like me anymore? What happened to us?" I wanted to stand up and grab him by the throat. "What happened?!? I don't know,Wes, you tell me!! Every since Kimmy came along you aren't the same!! You didn't talk to me as much! You said you loved me! But it wasn't the same! You talked about us and we but there was nothing. You were gone!"

"Hello children! You hungry?" Mrs.stromberg came In before Wes could answer.

I snapped my head away from him.

No eye contact through the whole dinner.

We both talked in the conversations but never to eachother. He sat there eating his carrots. Picking at his chicken. Not interested in the new topic that reached the table. Keaton and ms.stromberg were talking about this new tv show. It was a game show. Not sure on the name.

I quietly kept peaking over at Wes. Making sure he was all right. I couldn't do this. He said he loved me. But did he really. It's probably a faze. Ms.stromberg got up grabbing her plate, Keaton and Wes followed. I found that to be my que. I took my plate into the kitchen and brought it to the sink. I turned to walk out when ms. Stromberg called me back. We were the only two left. The boys had run off to the living room or basement.

"Lex honey, I wanted to say that I loved having you for dinner. You really are a sweet girl. I'm really glad that Wes found someone as kind, beautiful, and perfect as you." She gave me a rosy smile. I went in to hug her and whispered thank you in her ear. When I let go i felt dizzy. It was time to tell Wesley. I couldn't do this. After his mothers kind words and great friend Keaton was. I couldn't hurt them. But Wesley hurt me. Before I noticed where I was I found my self in Wesley's room. I sat on his bed with the lights off, staring at the picture of us on his bed stand. He had this big cheeky, fake smile planted on his face while I stood there laughing in his arms. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I couldn't do this.

I laid in Wesley's messy bed and took his covers over me. Pulling the blanket up to my ears as i laid on my side. Soon I fell asleep in yes, Wesley Stromberg's bed.