Him

chapter 6

Saturday:

The next day...

After the whole snap thing with that dude Grayson I decided to not go on my snap. I was annoyed. I dont even know this guy and he thought he could slide in my inbox that quick. Bitch the door.

It was Saturday which means i get the house to myself and for the whole night. My dad and mom decided to go out for a "date night". Yea right. They actually don't. My mom goes off with her friends and my dad goes off with his. They have fun and then come back home and guess what... Argue again.

Saturdays are my only days I get off from listening to them criticize and scrutinize each other. It felt peaceful. I plopped my ass on the couch turned up the music and started dancing around the house in my underwear and a large shirt with socks. I was sing along to the music and opened the front door screaming and singing and dancing.

"La mano arriba, cintura sola
Da media vuelta, Danza Kuduro"

After a few seconds I open my eyes and guess who I see across the street with his friends... The boy from the hallway. I stare at him and he stares at me then he smiles and looks down. I run inside and slam the door shut.

That was so embarrassing! The embarrassment faded away after a while though... Who cares what he th-   bitch you fucking care duh.  I'll ooked out the window to see if he was still there and he was. I glare at him through the window and notice that he looks so much like that boy Grayson. But with longer hair. Then i notice he is with another boy. The boy turns around and I almost shit myself. It was Grayson. And they looked so much alike. I rubbed my eyes for a while and looked again. And they were gone. The fuck? Okay I must be hallucinating. I sit down and sip on some water. As I take another sip I get scared by a knock on the door and choke on my water and I spill it all over my shirt. Dammit. I walk to the door annoyed and open it. Shit. There they stand. The two boys.

I stare at them for a minute until I notice that Grayson is looking down at my shirt and The other boy is looking up awkwardly. I look down and finally realized that my shirt was white. And see through. And I was wearing a Pink bra. Goddammit. I Look back up at Grayson licking his bottom lip and I say "I spilt water." they both chuckle. The boy from the hallway looks down and scratches his head in silence while Grayson seemed to enjoy the exposure of my cleavage. Then I remeber that I have on no pants. Omggggggg. Luckily it was oversized. I cross my arms over my chest and glare at them annoyed. "K cool." Is all I say as I'm about to close the door but I'm stopped by Grayson. I stare him down so hard. After a second he talks. "We came by to welcome you to the neighborhood and to New Jersey" he says still sneaking glances at my shirt. "Yea you 'definitley made feel welcomed' alright" I say sarcastically but sternly remembering the first day of school.

"I will definitely make her feel welcomed" is what Grayson said.

I glare at him and he bites his lip and continues... "This is my brother Ethan" and my eyes quickly flicker to the boy next to him. I stare and he stares back. Not at my wet shirt but at me. My eyes. We hold eye contact for a moment until it is broken by Grayson saying " yea he's my twin brother." "well I was born first so technically you're my twin brother" Ethan finally says. Grayson rolls his eyes "by 20 minutes." "Still" Ethan says with a laugh and punches Grayson playfully on the arm. I smirk and look at them both. They were both gorgeous. But i couldn't help myself notice Ethan more. He held a more calmer and gentle tone to him. He was sweet and seemed cautious. He looks at me and I give him a little smile. Wow. Did I actually smile. I barely smiled. Literally. He smiles back and looks down as his face turns to a pinkish peach color. " anyways we just wanted to say welcome.. And oh yea.. Nice rack" is all grayson says and walks away. He winks at me and turns to other direction down the drive way. I clenched my jaw and fist and rolled my eyes. Then I realized that Ethan was still there. Quiet. I looked at him and he stared back. We were in Complete silence. He finally spoke, "Welcome to New Jersey..." "Anastasia" I speak up. "Nice to meet you Anast-" "Just Ana" I say interrupting him. " nice to meet you Ana" he continues in a hushed and gentle voice followed by a wide, flashing smile. He turned around and headed down the driveway. And there I was left in awe. I was swooned by him.