Bad Meets Evil

Chapter 3 (The Boy Nextdoor)

The boy on the right side is Ashton ;)

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It's now 10:37 am and I am just lounging on my couch.. And NO, I am not cutting class.. You see, when Ms. Stepp came back to our classroom earlier, she told us that the bell rang because school was canceled.. She said there was some guy or gal or whatever who committed suicide inside the campus and the investigators, along with the polices needed to clean out the case without any of the students around the school, so they just sent us all home..

Yeah, this day just gets fucking better and better!

But now, I was just freaking bored!

Let's see, what can I do to entertain myself?? Hmmm, I can play video games.. Nahh, already did that when I got home.. I can watch movies, but I don't have any new DVD's yet.. I can make something to munch on from the kitchen.. But I just ate like 15 minutes ago.. I can just sleep upstairs, but I'm still not tired

Urrggh, what other shits can I possibly do inside my damn house?

Suddenly the tune Try Hard by 5SOS started playing from upstairs indicating me that someones calling from my phone

I hurriedly ran upstairs, got inside of my room, grabbed my cellphone from my bedside table and then flopped down my bed..

While laying on my front, I looked at my phone to see the callers ID but it is just an unknown caller..

I still answered it though, not caring who it was

"Uhmm, is th-this Krista? Kr-Krista Heavens?" and because of that stuttering sound I instantly knew who the unknown caller was..

I sighed, "Yes Ashton, it's me. And will you stop with the fucking stuttering?!"

"Ohh, I-I'm so sorry a-about that"

Then I sighed again, "Well, your doing it again though.." How can I stop this boy from stuttering, cause its starting to fucking annoy me...

But a question crossed my mind and I immediately asked Ashton the question, "Wait a second, how the fuck did you get my number?!" I never give out my phone number to anyone...

Fuck, the only contact numbers that I have in my phone is my dads number, my 3 ex-bestfriends (Ginger, Max and Louie) numbers and Pizza delivery of course..

I am not a very sociable person indeed

Dad couldn't have possibly given my number to Ashton, I mean how would he give my damn number to him when he's in Australia and he doesn't even know him..

My three ex-bestfriends couldn't possibly had given my number to Ashton,, they don't even go to Harold University..

As for pizza delivery,, nahh! Unless he's the freaking son of Nick (the delivery guy) !! But Nicks still single.. (He is still in his early twenties.. No! I do not stalk him.. I found out on his FB account!)

Since there were no more possibilities that seemed to answer my question on how Ashton got my cellphone number, the only one answer for that is...

"Are you fucking stalking me Ashton?!" I raised my voice at him..

Hell, why would he fucking stalk me anyway? God, why are all the people around me freaking weirdo's?

I heard him gulped from the line.. Did I shouted too loud at him that it made him gulped down that loud?? "No, I'm not stalking you Krista.. Daniel gave me your cellphone number" he whispered through the phone..

No stuttering this time? Hmmm, so that's how to make him stop stuttering... Now I know how to keep this boy from fucking stuttering once more!

"Ohh, okay.. Why did you call Ashton?" I murmured, making my voice calmer

"I just called to..." before he could even finish his sentence I interrupted him

"Wait, did you say that you got my damn number from Daniel?" my angry voice coming out again.. Shit, when I get angry my voice just sounds so deep that it makes my voice kinda,, 'manly'

"Yeah, I did. And I called you becau..." I cut him off,, again

"How the fuck did that son-of-a-bitch get my fucking number?" This time I growled at him..

It's just that, is Daniel a fucking stalker or something? Has he gone mad?!

"I don't know Krista, you should probably ask Daniel that question not me.. And as I was saying I called you because I wanted to know if your doing something at the moment" he sounded a little pissed.. Maybe it's because I kept on interrupting him. But it's not my fault that I had to cut him off, I just wanted to know how the hell did that bastard get my damn cellphone number...

Putting my thoughts aside, I finally replied to him "I'm not doing anything besides laying down on my bed, talking to you and breathing.. Why'd ya ask stutter?"

"Well, I w-was just wondering if y-you wanted to uhmm d-do the project with m-me now?" I was about to reply to him but he immediately spoke..

"Butifyoudon'twanttodoitthenit'salrightforme, youknowcausethesubmissionofthatprojectisstilldue nextFridayandIunderstand ifyoudon'twanttodoitnowcauseyou..." Jeez, I almost didn't catch a single word he said.. But I managed to make out the words that he almost rapped in just a matter of seconds

"Hey, hey , hey!! Ashton stop with the blabbering! You sounded like you were freaking rapping or something.. And I have nothing more to do so yeah you could come over to my place and we can start doing the project.. Maybe we'll even get extra credits for passing the project early"

"Ohh, okay.. But I don't know where you live.." ohh, right.. He doesn't know where I live... Well, no one really does know where I live.. So this means he's the first one to come to my house, maybe I should do some cleaning before he arrived..

But my house doesn't need cleaning.. Since I'm the only one who lives in this house and because I like to keep things organized and clean.. Yeah, I like to keep my damn house neat so what?! Just because I'm a freaking badass doesn't mean I keep my house dirty! No damn way! I hated seeing my beautiful house dirty!!

Ohh, right.. Ashton was still on the other line,, "Uhmm, do you know Cranestout Street? It's just a ten minute ride from school if you have a bike"

"Uhhm, first of all I know that street cause that street is where my house is, second is I don't have a bike but I don't need that I'll just probably walk to your house and last what number is your house and what color is it?"

"First of all after we finish the project, I am so going to teach you how to ride the bike" I said with great joy "and second the plate number of my house is 118 and it has the color of the sky.." I smiled to myself, remembering the first time I painted this house sky blue..

It was a week after I got kicked out of our house, or should I say MANSION... I pushed the memory aside as it was a very terrible memory that I wished I could just erase from my life..

Ashton finally spoke, "Ohh okay, I'd love to learn how to ride the bike and well my house just happens to be the one 'beside' yours" my eyes suddenly widened, like it was going to pop out of my face right now

"A-Are you shitting me right now?" I sat up from my bed still not knowing how this was possible "Ashton, I fucking swear if your messing with me right now I am so going to rip your head off then feed it to a bunch of sharks!"

I heard him slightly giggle, "No I'm not kidding Krista, why don't you go to your balcony right now"

This can not be happening right now! I am so fucking dead!!

"Okay, bye" I ended the call and got up thinking this was completely bullshit; then walked towards my balconys door; which was the door beside my bathroom.. Yeah I know, freaky right?

Well, I wasn't the who modeled this damn house!

When I got to my balcony I was so fucking shocked when I saw Ashton standing at the balcony opposite to mine,, and he was freaking SHIRTLESS...

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