Not Just Once Wesley Stromberg

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

First Visit

I stood at the end of my newly paved driveway.

Flowers aligned the sides like the stars on a flag. I breathed in the fresh air. Spring had just begun and I was almost done with High school. 16 going on 17. Of course I had started earlier than other kids, everyone was at least a year older than me and it was hard to find someone who did the same things as you when they looked at you like you're 10.

I didn't really care about my relationship status. I was only focusing on getting through school then on to my dream of becoming a singer.

My black ombre hair that had been straightened was getting blown by the wind. It was hard to keep control most of the time.

I have a piercing on the top

of my right ear. I often only wore black eye-liner. Cover-up just was not my thing. I can never find the right skin tone match so it ends up looking dumb anyways.

l opened up the mailbox and grabbed some papers. I love making people happy and doing things that others would not be willing to do on a daily basis.

Luna was a modern high schooler. She had many friends and focused on her social life more than school life but she was still really smart. I watched as she walked up to me.

"Hey, hows it goin'?" her tone preppy.

I smiled.

"Same as usual, just getting the mail."

She stood like she wanted to say something then finally opened her mouth.

"Wanna come over my house? My stupid step-brother from Florida is here and he is trashing the place. Anyway's, I need someone to talk to hehe," Luna brushed her blonde hair aside.

I thought about it and realized this would be good for me as I have been spending a lot of time on school, I needed to chill a little.

"Yeah sure, let me just go put this in the house and tell my mom," I replied while turning around and going back inside my house.

I set the letters on the counter and yelled:

"Going over Luna's!"

"Did you get your homework done?" my mom yelled back.

"Of course!"

I ran out the door and met Luna at the end of the driveway.

"So about my step brother...his name is Wesley, people call him Wes for short. He can get very mean and angry quickly. I swear he has bi-polar issues or something. But also he get's in trouble a lot so just be careful and make sure I'm around if you talk to him."

I widely opened my eyes.

"What does he do?" I asked her. We were almost at her front door when I saw something move in the upper window, like a curtain.

"I'm sure it won't take you long to find out. But most of the time I don't even think he realizes what he is doing. So many girls fall for him and I'm just annoyed," Luna opened the door and I trailed behind her. The house was large and had one of those chandeliers in the middle hanging from the ceiling. The stairs swirled around and there were a lot of them.

"He stays in his room a lot doing who-knows-what," her tone was quite now.

I nodded. She took me to the kitchen.

"You look hungry, wanna make us some ramen noodles?"

I laughed.

"Sure."

"I'm gonna go plug in my phone and grab us some drinks from the garage, stay here." Luna left the room.

I gathered the following: a pot, 3 packages of chicken and beef Ramen, butter, and a long spoon.

I was starting to want Luna to hurry up. I was scared someone would walk in.

"One sec, I got to go get something from my room!" I saw her pass by to go to the stairs. I heard her talking to someone.

"A friend," she said to them.

"I don't know that's your opinion."

"Just don't come out here."

"No"

When she came back down I pretended I wasn't listening.

"Sorry about that Layla"

"You're fine," I replied.

Once the noodles were done, I poured them into 2 bowls and we sat down at the dining table.

*

We were now in her room on our phones.

"Where's your dad at?" I asked.

She shrugged.

"I have no idea. He has been gone a lot lately."

We heard a creak outside the door on the wood panel.

"Ugh...one sec, let me go see what he is up to," Luna walked out and left the door open. I was nervous...I needed to shut it. I got up and stared into the hallway. One of the doors to a room had just been shut. Judging by the condition of the wood, I knew it was Wes' bedroom.

My hand trembled but I shut the door and sat back down.

A few minutes later, Luna came in.

"He is in his bedroom, weird huh? I swear I heard him in the hallway.

I nodded.

"I'm so excited for summer break, after Friday (which is tomorrow) i'm gonna catch up on some Teen Wolf, hang out with you and some other friends. Zayum this will be fun," she smiled. I smiled too thinking about it. We weren't the closest of friends but we did know how to make it seem like we are. I don't talk to her much at school, but we do enough so people know we are friends.

"So, what do you wanna do?" she asked me.

"We should watch the some episodes of our favorite mystery show," I gave her a look to see if she knew what I meant.

"Law and Order?!"

"Yasss!" I responded getting up. I opened the door. I was about to walk out when my body froze. It was Wesley, right in front of the door, no shirt, just sweatpants. An eyebrow piercing and earrings were present. He had a really nice body. He was so close to me. I wanted to move. I don't know why I'm so scared but the idea of him terrifies me.

"Uhh Luna," I said.

"Wesley what do you want? I said not to bother us," Luna got up and came next to me.

"Well you gonna move?" he said looking at me.

"Oh yeah- uh sorry," I backed up.

"Do you know where dad keeps his lighters?" he questioned, shooting me a dirty look.

"You know? you should really stop smoking it's bad-"

"Shut up just tell me where they are."

"Ugh, in the kitchen cabinets, beside the plates," she responded shutting the door.

"Wow he is rude," I said sitting down.

"Told you, we'll just wait till I hear him come back up the stairs, then we can watch Law and Order."

We sat until we heard him go up the stairs.

"Lets go," she smiled and we both walked out the door. I got kinda scared. I saw the door crept open a little and his eye peeking from it. It followed me down the stairs until I couldn't see it anymore.

"I learn to ignore the attitude but sometimes it gets out of hand," she sat down and clicked on the tv. We found a good episode and followed the mystery as it went on.