Nerds and Geeks

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Michael's POV

"Why are we doing this again, Ashton?" I asked my friend as he picked out 'appropriate' clothes. He called me over saying his mum wanted us to go meet the neighbors. According to them, we had to make a good impression.

"Do I need to repeat everything to you?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yes," I responded with a slight smirk knowing he hated it.

"Mum said we needed to introduce ourselves to the neighbors," He re-stated clearly annoyed causing me to laugh.

"Okay then, can we just get this over with?" I asked him as he came out of the closet. "Finally come out of the closet?" I joked laughing my ass off.

"You know what shut up!" He said fixing his Captain America muscle shirt.

"And you think that's going to impress the neighbors?" I gesture at his shirt.

"Looks who's talking," he looked at my All Time Low shirt.

"Whatever, lets just meet the neighbors, yeah?" I got up walking out of the room with him following me. We walked downstairs to hear his mum on the phone.

"Be nice boys, and here take this." She handed us a plate of cookies.

Wow.

"Ok, see you later Mrs. Irwin." I waved grabbing the plate. We exited the house and walked across the street.

"You knock," Ashton whispered.

"Really? You want me to knock," I glared at him motioning to the cookies.

"Fine," he muttered before knocking.

"I'll get it!" We heard a familiar voice. The door opened to reveal Mason our 'neighbor'. "Hi lads, what's up?" He asked casually, as he took the cookies we offered.

"Mum said someone moved here..." Ashton said quite confused. We saw the moving people...

"Oh yeah, that was my sister and her creep of a friend!" He shouted turning his head around. Seconds later we heard footsteps going down the stairs.

"I swear if you interrupted my gaming just for a stupid reason, Mason. I'm going to cut your head off and-" Ariel stopped talking as she saw by the door. She was wearing an oversized Green Day shirt with no pants, her hair in a real messy pony tail and her thick black glasses fell from her head and landed on the bridge of her nose.

"Ariel, these are lads from down the street. Ashton and Michael," he introduced us. I couldn't stop staring, I really couldn't. I wanted too because by the look of her face she looked creeped out. "Wait where's Stella?" Mason looked worried.

"Don't worry about her, she's just in her room finishing homework," Ariel responded walking to the kitchen.

"Is there a reason you're not wearing pants?"

No, no, it's fine. She can stay like that, I don't mind at all.

"They're constricting, man," she reasoned from the kitchen.

That's totally okay. Pants are overrated anyways.

"We do have guests you know," he looked back at her.

"It's not like they're going to tell the whole school, the new girl with crazy blue hair doesn't like to wear pants."

"Maybe we will," I spoke up with a smirk.

"You wouldn't dare," she simply said.

"You don't know me," I responded with a challenging smirk.

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