"Darcy darling! Come downstairs and meet the new neighbors!" My mother called from the entryway of our new house.
"Coming!" I called, quickly pulling out my earbuds and pausing my music.
"Honey this is Liz and Andrew, they're the neighbors to the right of us." My mother smiled sweetly.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Hemmings," I forced a smile and held out my hand, "I'm Darcy."
"Oh please, call us Liz and Andrew. It's nice to meet you, our son Luke should be over shortly, he was out with his friend." Liz smiled widely and I looked out the front window to see a tall blonde boy walking towards the front door.
"Darcy, this Luke. Luke, this is Darcy and her mother Frankie, they'll be our neighbors for a while." Andrew laughed. "I think you'll get along great."
I looked like over a couple times. He was covered in tattoos, a sleeve on his right arm, adorned with a blink-182 lyric and many other music related things. He also had a lip piercing and small 1/2 inch gauges in his ears. His left arm had multiple tattoos scattered here and there. He didn't seem like the type of person I would be involved with. I forced a tight smile and held out my hand.
"Hi Luke."
"Hello Darcy."•••••••••••••••••••••••••••
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closed doors // l.h.
ФанфикLuke Hemmings, bad boy of Sydney High. Tattoos, piercings, dyed hair, he had it all. Darcy Rae, hopefully a student body president and living in a brand new house. Can she survive her new neighbors antics? Or is there more behind closed doors? •a...