Love isn't easy

Chapter 3

"Zayden! Dinner is ready! I yelled.

"Ok! Be down in ten."

Zayden doesn't get it. When we say dinner is ready, we are waiting for you.

Finally he comes down. In his striped blue and white boxers.

"Oh for heavens sake Zayden, put some pants on." Madrid said looking away.

"Mine are ripped....everywhere." He said innocently.

"We'll get you some at the store. But you can borrow mine tonight." I offered.

"Um ok."

I ran upstairs and grabbed some gray sweats that looked like his style.

He put them on and they fit him perfectly.

"Well um thanks and what are we eating?"

"A rare kind of salmon with asparagus." Madrid said like she won an award.

"Wow. I would usually go for take out but you have all this food for rich people."

"Eww take out! How do you live?" I screamed in sarcasm.

"Haha very funny." He rolled his eyes.

Madrid saw the connection between us and pushed me into him.

I fell and Zayden caught me.

"Woah there." He laughed.

His smile was perfect. He had perfectly straight, white teeth. And he had dirty blonde hair with emerald green eyes.

If you look at him for a while, he looks like he could be a model even though he's been living on the street.