TheBadBoy

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Crysts pov

As soon as I got off the phone my dad opens the door.

"Cristal we are all going to meet the next door neighbors!" He said excitedly.

"WHAT! Why?" I whined I know what I said about him being nice but I didn't want to face him today.  "Nice NICE CRYST YOU BLEED YOU PANTS and GOT BLACKMAILED AND GOT A DETENTION BECAUSE OF HIM HOW IS HE NICE." My thoughts were telling me.

I sighed.

"Because the man that lives next door is Colombian like us and we have to meet him." He dad said.

Now I see why he's so happy I've barely seen any Colombians living around this town besides us.

"Now get dressed ON TIME BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO HURRY YOUR MOTHER!" He said angrily. Let's just say some people like to take there time and take for EVER.

"Si papa, yes I will." I said in a fake smile. He nodded and shut the door.  I  shoved my face against a pillow and groaned...

"Whyyyy me" 

since I already have  makeup on  I might as well change clothes to at least look presentable.  I sighed...

"Well might as well get this over with it cant be that bad?.''  I thought to myself

I  stripped off my clothes and walked over to my closet .  I picked out a crop top that says "okay" on it with with some skinny jeans. Since I had all my makeup done already from school I didn't even bother I put on the knock off black converse I was wearing and walked out with my parents.

To be honest I was very nervous. Why I have no idea what to expect.  My dad knocked on the door.

"HOLA COLOMBIANOS!" Matthews dad called out making us jump a little.
"Come in, come in your just in time my wife is cooking us a good meal." He said smiling. We all smiled and walked over to the sofas. Him and his wife sat down and Matts Dad put on salsa music, they were all talking in English and Spanish about there lives and me?  I was mostly blocking them out of my thoughts and just listened to music and  reading  fanfictions on Wattpad  cuz why not?

Then they all looked at me. I stopped staring at my phone and looked at them. "So how old are you now?" The Man asked me. "15 señor almost sixteen next year."  I said and smiled. They smiled back. "My son is sixteen." The mans wife replied. "You are a very beautiful young lady." She says gushing at me.

I smiled cheekily and thanked her. Then I heard footsteps of someone coming down stairs.

"Mom have you seen my-"  We all turned and there was Matthew shirtless staring at all of us awkwardly.  I blushed a little.

Just look at him. The way his tan matched his skin from over the summer. How toned his broad shoulders are. His V line.