CHAPTER FOUR

440 8 1
                                    

*JACKSONS P.O.V*

I wake up to my dear mother calling my name down stairs. Uhh I don't wanna get up. I'm to lazy to get up,  my bed is so comfy.

"WHAT?!" I say back to my mother who's yelling down stairs for me.

"GET YOUR BUTT UP NOW!" She says.

My mother isn't the one to cuss. She thinks it's really bad but so does her mother and father. My dad doesn't usually Mind. I tend to cuss here and there but not around my family it's disrespectful. I finally get up from my precious bed and head to the shower. Once I'm done I go to my closest and pick out some clothes. I picked out just a random black shirt and paired it with a back jacket and then some black jeans with some black and white vans. Then I went to my restroom and did my hair fast,  usually it doesn't take me that long to do my hair since it kinda just does it's own thing.

My outfit

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

My outfit

My outfit

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

My hair

I soon head downstairs with a note on the kitchen counter
   Son you took to long to get and get ready and I don't wanna be late for work on my first day. There is some left over pancakes in the fridge if you want some. Please be good in school and please hang out with the good kids. I hope you enjoy your first day of school and remember if you need help Carter is there.
                                                        Love, mom

*Great*
I look threw the frigid and just get some grapes since I'm usually not to hungry in the morning. I look towards my window to see Carter heading to her car. For some reason I fell different around her. Like..I wanna act like.. I don't she just cool and pretty and nice and pretty and GORGEOUS!! She's just so Beautiful. Uhhh why..I've never felt this was before when I saw her the first time I met her it was like..meeting an angel,   The dress she wore, her body just so perfect. I saw her and ran out the door hoping to catch a ride with her.

"CARTER" I call out running towards her car.

She looks up and meets my eyes, her beautiful brown eyes. Uhh stop Jackson.

The Boy Next DoorWhere stories live. Discover now