Bad Teacher.... (Brendon Urie/Josh Dun)

10.Surprises!

I went to the shop on the corner of the street where I work during breaks and weekends. I'll make myself creamy, garlic chicken with pasta for dinner.
I feel good about my cooking skills, I'm glad that Mom tought me how to. Most of the girls my age hardly can make scrambled eggs, but again I'm not like them. I have a passion for cooking and I'm proud of it!
I got all of the ingredients I need and had a small talk with Gery. He's like a brother to me... Well... A brother who won't stop offering nasty things. If I think about it he's more like a creepy uncle. But it doesn't matter, when I need, I can count on him!
Now I head back home and I see a truck parking in front of the empty house next to ours. As I get closer I can see that guys carry furniture into the house. That means.... New neighbors! I hope they are nice, I don't wanna deal with asshole neighbors! I like to have my friends over and we're noisy sometimes, so it wouldn't be a pleasure to have people around who are always fighting over small things. Deep in thoughts I arrive at our front door and I try to fish out my keys from my bag when I hear a familiar voice followed by a heartwarming laugh.
-You ass, you're gonna break it! Just put the fucking lamp down and you get the damn beer, I promise! -I turned to the direction where the voice came from. To my surprise out of the house came Brendon laughing followed by two guys. He notices me and his eyes go wide and he smiles like an idiot, probably just like I do.
-No way! - I lean on the doorframe. - So you really are my new neighbor!? You knew it and you haven't told me?
-I'm just as surprised as you, I didn't know I'm lucky enough to have the prettiest neighbor in town!
-Stop it. You're making me blush... -I pushed his chest playfully. -
-Now, not school is the only place you will see me, so get use to it!
-Get use to what, exactly? -I tilt my head to the right a little, innocently. He narrows his eyes and walks closer... I mean really close! He's talking in a low, husky voice.
-Well... Making you blush is not the only thing I want to do to you! I give you a warning young lady. I had a few beer and some other things... I don't like to be provoked. I barely have the control to hold myself back now! That innocent face of yours making me wanna do bad things! -he leans even closer, now I can feel his warm breath on the side of my face. He leans to my ear and continues in a whisper. - The way you say damn nasty things... and I shouldn't be interested in games like this, but guess what? I am! I'm your fucking teacher and now also your neighbor... And it's gonna be more difficult to keep myself from carry you somewhere out of sight and.... Geeez! I won't finish this!
-Well.... As tempting as it sounds, I have to say I have other plans...
-Ohh.. date night?
-Nah... I make dinner and enjoy the evening with myself! Momma's out.
-Oh I'm starting to get jealous! Lucky you! An evening with you must be fun!
-Pretty much...
-Now you made me curious! Are you a good cook?
-I'd say excellent! -my ego found it's way out of the cage-
-What's on the menu?
-Creamy, garlic chicken with pasta. Easy, but tastes amazing if it's made well.
-I'm sure it's incredibly tasty the way you do. I'd taste it with pleasure.
-Are you trying to pull an invitation out of me?
-I don't know... Is it working? -he scratches the back of his neck and smirks. I pretend to think about his little act what obviously works with me. -
-Maybe.
-Than yes! I'm trying.
-After you finish with your 'move in ' just come in, I leave the door open.
-What should I bring?
-Beer? Or wine... Whatever you like.
-Sounds good to me.
-Deal. Oh and I won't pretend to be bothered by your presence, I'll wear my comfy home-clothes.
-I insist! I don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable! Your house, your rules.
-There you go. I think we'll get on well.
-I hope so.
-You know what? I don't leave open the front door, there's a little gate in the backyard and you can come in the backdoor. You'll be at the living room and the kitchen is on the left.
-Okay, got it and by the way these jerks are my friends, Dallon and Spencer. -I look over where they stand and wave to them. The one called Spencer is medium height, with wide shoulders and a short beard. He has dark hair. Dallon is taller and very handsome. His hair is light brown and longer on the top. -
-Hi guys, I'm Miah. See ya later Mr.Urie. -I turned back to my door to open it, but a shiver runs down on my spine as he stood behind me and whispered. -
-So.. How do you call me out of school? -I swallowed hard. -
-I mean... Brendon. -I turned back once more just to look at him, his eyes bright and sparkly again. -
-That's it sweetie, there you go! I knew you can be a good girl.
-You can't imagine how good I can be...
-I bet...