There's this new kid in the neighborhood and he's kind of cute, in a scruffy dog sort of way. From what I've seen (which wasn't much), he could definitely use a shower. And a haircut. And a hairbrush. Hell, he could use a full makeover. Provided by yours truly, of course. I also wouldn't mind running my fingers down that broad back of his, either.
Hold on a second. What the fuck was I just saying? Here was this new kid moving in and I already had the hots for him. Either I needed to get laid, or I was just plain intoxicated by his ruggedness. I sighed and stepped away from the picture window.
"Zoey! Can you help me unload and put away these blasted groceries?"
I made my way to the kitchen where my mom was sticking tomatoes in the fridge. "So, are you ready for the first day of your last year at school?" I shrugged and dug around in the bag for something to put away.
"I suppose so. But only if the new neighbor is gonna be going to my school." I giggled at myself.
"We have a new neighbor, huh?" She "tsk'ed in that Oh-Sweet-Jesus-More-Trailer-Trash sort of way. She stepped into the living room and peeked out the window. "OH HEY. That's um...what's-his-name.."
Was that supposed to be a question? How the frig would I know his name?
"Who is what's-his-name, exactly?"
She took one last glance at the back of his jeans, before retreating back to the kitchen.
My mom was such a fucking creep.
"Dunno. His name's like Daniel, or Dave, or Dash, or something. After dinner you should go see if he needs help settling in or anything. If you're lucky, you might be able to get him out of those jeans."
I choked on the water I was just about to swallow.
"MOM!"
"What?" She asked as if nothing had happened. "Just because I'm too old and ugly to sleep with him, doesn't mean you are."
Oh God...Someone kill me.
"I never expected something like that to come out of your mouth." I shuddered at the thought of mom getting into some really hot guys' pants. "Oh shut the hell up. I'm married not buried." She sighed contently and finished putting the groceries away. "Anyway, tomorrow's the first day of school. He's bound to need some help. So, just save yourself the embarrassment and go see him."
I set my water bottle down.
"I freaking will."
