I slowly pull the door handle and open the car door. Am I ready for this? When I walk into that house what will happen? Maybe they won't like me. Well, one of them already doesn't, or does he? What ever. I take a step out of the car and quietly close the car door. I look up at the sky and slowly breathe in the fresh air. Did I forget to mention his car smells like dirty socks and cologne combined? What a weird combination, right? It felt good smelling the fresh air. The sun was setting, the sky was so many different colors. A mix of blue, orange, some pink, and a hint of yellow. They looked vivid together. It was the most perfect scene I've ever seen, I remember when I was little I used to climb up the vents just to see the sun setting everyday. I loved doing that. It was so peaceful, and I always had my train of thought when I was on my roof. I had my own time to think about anything without anyone interrupting me.
"Having fun?" A lady that looked like around her mid-thirties said walking towards me.
I gave her a pleasant smile and a small nod. She looked very sweet. I studied her body. She had beautiful dark brown hair with some blonde highlights. Her face was very complex, it looks like she didn't even have to wear make-up, her face was flawless. She had the same ocean blue eyes, like Ryder. She was skinny but not one of those anorexic type of moms. She was dressed properly, it looked like she just came home from work. With her hair in a nice formal bun, a nice polka dot dress shirt, black slacks, and white flats. She seemed very nice. Everything about her seemed perfect, from head to toe.
I look down at myself and see a Fall Out Boy T-shirt with ripped up skinny jeans, a pair of black old dirty converse, my hair in a messy bun, and tear stained cheeks. I was a mess. I looked horrible, only because well, you know.
"Oh, where are my manners? I apologize, I'm Mrs. Jones but you could call me Claire," she took out her hand and without hesitation I shook it.
"And you're Tyler." I gave her a small nod and smiled.
"Would you like to come inside?" She looked at the door and back at me.
"Uh, sure," I said reluctantly. I actually don't know if I was even ready to go in that house. She walked to the door and opened it wider for me.
I look up at the house. It looked decent, it was much better than my old house. It was a peach color and everything was in place. In my house my window screen broke, don't ask why. Their windows were perfect. The outside was beautiful, the grass was well it was green and it has small little tulips growing. They had a small bench right next to the door and a nice polished door. This house is a million times better then my house, but that doesn't mean I don't miss my old one.
Each step I take, the more my heart drops. Next thing you know it's going to come out of my ass. I walk slow and as I get closer to that door it feels like I'm going to collapse to the ground. I'm starting to get nervous and sweat. I wipe the sweat that's on my forehead and shove my hands in my pockets. What is there to be nervous about? I'm just meeting Ryder's family. I've already met his mom. All of this thinking is giving me a headache. We're finally to the door and Mrs. Jones looks at me.
"You look a little tense. Just breathe in and out, there's nothing to worry about." She gave me a nice polite smile and let's me in.
I walk in the house and look around. Holy fucking god! This house is huge! From the outside it looks like a normal house but whoa! God, Ryder is lucky.
When you first walk in, there is a big beautiful chandelier hanging down and two ginormous stair cases leading up to two different long corridors.
"Mommy who's that?" A little girl about five or six asked Mrs. Jones a question.
She bent down to her daughters height and explained to her, "Hanna, this is Tyler. She's going to stay with us for a while, okay honey?"
Hanna looked at her mom then, at me. I gave her a smile, she smiled back. Hanna was adorable, she was wearing a tiara and a nice light pink dress. Her hair was long and beautiful, she had blonde hair, and more of a caramel colored eyes. Hanna had nice dimples, like Ryder. Her eye lashes were long and her cheeks were a bright shade of pink. When she grows older, a lot of guys are going to want her. Unlike me.
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Bad Boy In Love
Подростковая литератураTyler is just a regular seventeen year old nerd who has some attitude, focus on her grades, and wants no trouble. Ryder is a eighteen year old jerk, player, and ass. They both end up in detention together and never expected after that one period of...