Counting eyes

Chapter 2

I got into my blue corvette while listening to pop and snapping my gum. I stopped the car by an old yellow house with chipped paint and Broken window seals. There were birds chirping and singing and pooping all over the rooftop making the roof look like a grey/white kind of look. I honked my horn making Rose come out of the house. I smiled while saying, "Well its about time you come out. When are you going to move from this old dump??" " Its not that bad and I kind of like it here but we already got someone to buy the house and we have to move out Sunday." "Ok!! Where are you going to live?" "New York."
Rose was my best friend ever since middle school. And now we are going to be hundreds of miles away from each other. This really bummed my day and all I really needed was someone to hang with. I then realized that I was single and needed to get a boyfriend to hang with. What better than that could let me know that there was nothing to worry about and so done to hug other than my mom and my best friend which is moving away for five years. I either need to get a new best friend or a new boyfriend. I decided that what ever comes first in my life then that is what I will decide.
The whole day at school me and Rose never talked to each other which was surprising since we are friends and she is moving away. Every now and then I would give a glance or a smile and she would toss one back as well. In class we stared at the smart board drooling and falling asleep when all of a sudden the door creaked open and a new kid walked in. " hi my name is Jeremy but you could call me J. I prefer both not hey idiot or yo bro or sup new kid or child or even baby. Baby gets me the most. Any questions. I'm sitting here." Mr. John kept on mumbling on and I stared at J. He was a very cute new kid. The first one that I have ever met before that rambles on about who he is and what he likes and dislikes. He had brown hair and blue eyes and had muscles but not the kind of big muscles that looks like your on steroids. They were just the right size. Big but not to big. Just right.
2 weeks later
Me and J had practically became best friends and always threw swabs of paper at Mr. John but he didn't care cause he would pick them up and build a pyramid of them at lunch instead of eating his mini orange which he named Albert. He would chew Albert slowly as if he was savoring the taste. One day when me and J were going to our lockers I dropped my phone and it flopped on the ground. Me and J bent down to pick it up when we touched hands. We looked at each other and kissed. It was the start of something new. He cleared his throat and walked away. I picked up my phone and looked at it. I got five messages from Rose. I screamed for I forgot that's he moved a,ready because of J. I read,

It's Rose. I wish I could come home. Did u find out who s living in my house?

Hey Bro do u know.

OMG!!!! Is your thumbs broke???

I HATE WHEN YOU DON'T ANSWER IT'S BEEN OVER THREE WEEKS!!

I'm sorry. Text me and answer me back as soon as possible. Thnx. I miss home.

To hear from Rose, and like that! She acted like she was really mad. I wonder what was her deal at that time. I heard a gun shot fire. I looked out of my bedroom window. I saw blood, a hand, a body, dead flat on the ground. I ran down stairs to see who has been shot. I opened the door seeing everyone weeping around the body. I looked down the road watching what looked like a black van drive away. Blood spilled all over the sidewalk. This was the beginning of a serious case.