The Boy With The Green Bike / l.h

Chapter One

Rachelle

‘’ Rachelle you’ve been inside all day go outside! ’’ My mother yelled at me, I rolled my eyes and continued to look at pictures of Justin Bieber. Oh sweet black baby Jesus why does Justin Bieber have to be so beautiful? I started zooming into his face, oh yeah I’m so going to make this my wallpap-

‘’ MOM!’’ I screamed, she just shut off my computer. She didn’t even let me save the picture!

‘’ Outside now Rachelle Anderson,’’ She said in a scary strict motherly tone.

‘’ Give me like twenty minutes to a hour and I’ll be out-‘’ She cut me off,

‘’ You said that last time Rachelle I’m not telling you again! OUTSIDE NOW!’’ She screamed

‘’ FINE! BUT DON’T EXPECT ME TO HAVE FUN!’’ I yelled walking out the house.

Once I got outside I sat on my driveway, staring at the street. What the heck am I even supposed to do outside? What is the point going outside in the hot sun, when I can just stay inside? This is a waste of my time and effort. It takes a lot of time and energy to walk outside, it isn’t as easy as you think.

‘’ Ouch,’’ I muttered the driveway was so hot it burnt my thighs while sitting down.

 I got up and started dragging my feet to the sidewalk. Where am I supposed to go? I don’t know anyone in neighborhood, which is pretty sad I’ve been living here since I was born.

I’m not much of an outside person, I rather sit inside and watch my favorite celebrities being interviewed then coming outside. Oh my sweet black baby Jesus that reminds me! When I go back inside I have to watch that Harry Styles interview everyone has been talking about. I heard it is h-

‘’ Hey can you please move to the side of the sidewalk so I can like you know continue to ride my bike? ‘’

 I snapped my head to the direction that was talking. It was a boy, who looked just about my age. He had dirty blonde hair that was gelled up, ocean blue eyes, and he was sort of pale. He was still cute though, he could probably pass as a model. If he was famous I would probably be a big fan of him.

‘’ Are you done checking me out? I really need to get somewhere, ’’ He said. I felt my cheeks burning up.

‘’ I wasn’t checking you out, I was checking out your bike.’’ I said, he raised his eyebrow. Which I must say his eyebrows are really nice. I wish I had eyebrows like his.

‘’ My bike?’’

‘’ Your bike is green, and I like the color green.'’ I lied, green isn't my favorite color I prefer the color blue. He gave me an odd look, then put his bike on kick stand.

‘’ That makes so much sense,'' He said in a sarcastic tone. 

'' I have a strange feeling that you don't believe me, and I'm fine with that. But I do think that you should know that I wasn't checking you out, I was checking out the bike.'' One side of his mouth flicked upward. 

'' You know you don't have to lie, I'm perfectly fine with the fact that you were checking me out. I feel flattered that a girl thinks I'm hot.'' He chuckled, his voice is nice and smoothing he also had a accent.

'' I would feel flattered if someone was checking me out also, but I wasn't checking you out dude.'' I crossed my arms to my chest, his eyebrow raised up and he smirked.

'' You know what?'' He got off his bike and stood right in front of me. He was close enough to the point where I could smell him. He smelled like Old Spice, and I love Old Spice. 

'' Why.. Why you get off your bike?'' I asked, he chuckled.

'' Your cute,'' I took a step back.

'' Thanks?'' He smirked taking a step closer. Every time he took a step closer, I took a step back. It contuined to the point that we were in the middle of the road.

'' Don't you have somewhere to go?'' I mumbled, he shook his head.

''  Yeah, I do.''

'' Then why are yo- '' He put his index finger onto my lips, telling me to be quiet. I widen my eyes, he was going to say something but I slapped his finger away from my lips. You know how many germs are on the human hand? I don't know but I do know that there is alot, of germs and I could get sick. 

'' You are one weird girl, '' He muttered,

'' I'm weird? You're the one putting fingers on peoples lips, you know how nasty that is? Your hands have a bunch of germs! I don't know what you have been touching! '' I snapped, he just gave me a blank expression.

'' Your overreacting, did you die? No, you didn't but if you just said you were checking me out none of this would have happened.'' I sighed.

'' Why do you want to know if I was checking you out or not? You know what? I was checking you out! In my head I was like wow Rachelle this guy is really cute, he can be a model, if he was famous I would probably be a fan of him. There! Now you can leave me alone, geez.'' I started walking back to the sidewalk and to my house. I don't care what his reaction is, I don't care if he thinks I'm the weirdest girl in the world. He isn't Beyonce so I don't care what he thinks, he's one creepy dude putting fingers on peoples lips. If that isn't weird than lord knows what is. 

I felt his beautiful eyes burning through the back of my head, but I didn't turn back. I walked right back inside of my house. My mom was in her office probably, if not she was in her room reading. 

I went into the living room to see my brother Eric making out with his girlfriend Maddy. Maddy is a beach blonde air head. She is gorgeous she can get any guy she wants without trying. My brother isn't bad looking but, really Maddy? If I was her I'd be outside every day, making guys drool. 

'' You guys are disgusting.'' I said, my brother flicked me off still making out with Maddy. I rolled my eyes and went up to my room. I jumped onto my bed and stared at my ceiling, this summer is going to be so boring.