The Boy Next Door

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Ethan and I texted back and forth for the past two days and he asked me if we could go out. I obviously accepted and set a date. Chelsie took very well to the news asking me questions left and right.

~JUNE 15, 2007~

I wake up to the sound of my rather annoying ringtone as Celi storms into my room carrying an irregular shaped bag. I picked up my phone to my mother telling me about her life problems and how I should visit more often. We talked for a good 5 minutes before I hung up and turned my attention to Chelsie.

"A gift for mwa?" I said in my fake ass french accent holding my hand to my chest "No my friend, what is in this bag is help." "What kind of 'help' could you possibly have that you could stuff into that bag?" "Glad you asked. It's for your date." She said pulling out a short red dress, heels, and her makeup kit.

"Oh no no no, I don't need your so called help with my love life." Putting on her dissapointed face she placed the makeup and heels back into the bag, "At least try on the dress, for me." "Fine" I huffed snatching the dress from her walking to the bathroom.

I received multiple 'what if' questions from Celi while slipping into the dress. I took a moment to look at myself in the stand up mirror once I pushed my curls out of my face. I had to admit the dress was gorgeous, I might have to reconsider. As I danced my way out of the bathroom Chelsie couldn't help but smile. "You have to wear it now." "I think I might, you don't think that it's too much do you?"

"Not at all, now, we have a few minutes to do your makeup before you go."

"I suppose"

It only took around 15 minutes for her to do my makeup. After our long ass handshake she wished me luck (because I'm a screw up) and I rushed downstairs to the front door. Just in time to receive Ethan's text asking where my house was.

'215 bean run rd.' - J

'You're hilarious, who told you where I live' - E

'E, that's my address' - J

'You're kidding, I live across the street.' - E

'Fait? Come pick me up whenever."

"Celi! Get your ass down here pronto!"

"What is it, he stand you up?"

"Noppers, (thanks for the faith) but I would have never guessed that he lived across the street."

"You're lying. That's fait!"

"That's what I said"

As he rang the doorbell I dismissed Celi by motioning her back up the stairs. "Nice place, mind if I come in?" Totally zoning out I just replied "thanks" and went to grab my keys from the counter. He just waited outside as if there were a barrier between him and my door. Odd.

As I approached his car he opened the door for me with a smug grin. I thanked him and we headed out.

AUTHOR'$ NOTEI know that I said I would be updating regularly but recently I have been trying to suck up the rest of my summer break before I am forced to go back to hell. I will try to update more on my free time. KAY PEACE!!!

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