He's at my doorstep...Should I open the door???!!!

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Mum's not home. Dad is never home. Chris has gone off for football practice and I am stuck at home with nothing to do. Great! Just great! Ugh, what do I do now?! It's a Friday...and I am home doing...well, nothing...God! when did life get so boring? School just got over and I had planned to do stuff after school, but my friends are my friends...they had to get detention...didn't they? The whole bunch of them. I'll not go into the details and tell you why they got it, but they just did. They won't be out of school for another freakin' hour!

I go and switch on the television. I flick through athe television channels. It's a friday for god's sake, they should at least show decent stuff on television! I get up and go to the kitchen. Anything to eat? I pop a piece of chocolate into my mouth.

I am Aprel Sanders by th way. Live in New York. Have great friends, all year round working parents, an awesome but a little too overprotective brother and no boyfriend. I am the kind of girl who is loud and not shy at all. I'd be dead sitting sober at a party rather than getting down. I love playing soccer, even though I am not on the girl's team. I worship The All-American-Rejects and Paramore. If we have even a single thing similar from the ones mentioned above, we'll so get along. And the last thing that you should know about me is that I am kinda nice. Even though, I love to get drunk and stuff, 'am little evil at times and get angry at the littlest of things, I am nice. I like to believe that.

Tap! Tap! Holy Crap! It's raining. The weather was cloudless when we went ot school and now all of a sudden there's water everywhere outside. This is not happening to me. Peeping from thewindow next to the kitchen sink, I can see a gush of water flying down. and then there's the thunder. Now, that's what was missing. I go and fall back on to the couch.

Just as I am about to go to my room and try and sleep. Really, that's what I want to do on FRIDAY AFTERNOON, go and sleep...Yippee!!! i am so looking forward to that. The doorbell rings. I go and peep through the hole, thinking that Amy and Jason (my two best friends on this whole Earth) have somehow skipped detention and have come to rescue me from boredom. But no, it is...

Crap! This has gotta be the worst and I mean the very worst Friday ever faced by a girl in the history of girlkind. Ross Powers, has taken the time to grace my doorstep. I am NOT opening that door... I am SO NOT openi-

"Hey." Ok, don't get me wrong but it's raining outside and a thunderstorm is on its way I can't let the guy just stand here through all of that. As if he would. But, my curiousity's got the best of me.

"Hey Sanders, 'sup?" Chocolate brown eyes, black hair, and some of it falling on one side of his forehead. Tall, lean, muscles etc etc. Everything the hottest guy i your imagination can be like. But you see, looks can be deceiving and his certainly were.

"Nothing Powers, I was just waiting for you to come. Where were you?" note the sarcasm. He laughed, his very very sexy laugh, I might add. I quickly became serious not wanting to hear it. "What do you want Powers? And it better not be something stupid, because I don't have time for losers like you." But, he was no loser. I mean he is NO loser. He is the most popular guy at school, actually his 'group' is, which also consisits of my a year senior brother.

He shoved me aside and got in. He always does that. ALWAYS. He is home at times because of Chris. "Really? Well, you certainly had time for Austin." He muttered under his breath and oh I forgot to add, he has a slight British Accent. "I heard that." I shot back, closing the door behind me. "I wanted you to." He replied smiling. He went and sat on the couch and I sat on the other end of it. Far, far away from him. Suddenly he turned towards me, maintaining the distance. "How have you been Aprel?" "I was good and happy until you planned to show up right now." I replied. He didn't laugh or smile. He continued to stare. "No, I mean really. How have you been?" he was serious, I mean he looked serious. "I- I have been good"

"Liar." He simply shot back.

"What?! No, really I am good."

"You can't lie. Not to me. Maybe you can go lying around to Amy and whatshisname, Jason? Yeah Jason, but you can't lie to me."

"Ok, I have been really bad. I can't live without Austin Powers. A part of me has been dead since he left and I don't know what to do about it. Ross, help me, please! I need your help! Instantly!" I said acting and showing that I was. "Is that any good? Happy now?" I asked Ross coldly. He laughed again. "Yes very. And because you asked for help, I am giving it to you." He looked serious as he said the last part.

I turned around to look at him. His chocolate brown eyes bore into mine. My straight and a little wavy hair fell on my face as I did so. Ross looked back at me intently, "Aprel, Austiin's back." I couldn't breathe. Aust-?! Wha-?! "He's back?" I asked Ross. "Austin's back?" Austin Powers is back? My Austin is back? Really? "And he wants to meet you today itself. Infact right now." I looked back at Ross and found myself blinking back tears, "Where is he?" I whispered, as if knowing the naswer myself.

"Outside in the car." He said.

Hey guys, I am new to this and have never done this kind of a thing b4... but, I have the whole story planned out and I just hoped that you guys liked it. Please comment!!! =)

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