The Jerk Next Door | pjm

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A/n: I re-did the plot line of this story because it seriously sucks. The first couple of episodes are really boring but bare with me and keep on reading.

She skipped along the sideline of the alley, happily singing to her favourite song loudly as no other people's presence are around.

She swayed her arms freely, holding a plastic bag with her one hand that contains a cone of cookies and cream.

She is one of those selfish girls but not as worse as her sister is. She steals guys that i like in just a click of a finger like it's the easiest thing in the world. Why? Up until now, i still have no clue.

She looked up, seeing trucks and unfamiliar faces surrounding the household opposite to ours. She slowed down, biting her lips in curiousity, wondering how her new neighbours looked like. She walked with her head stuck out to be able to see more clearly and one guys caught her hazel eyes.

She hid behind a pole, eyeing the guy. The sun hit a shiny object around the guy's neck which caused her to look at it. It had two letters on it which says PJM. Her eyebrows knitted together as she attempted to remember where she had seen it.

"Hey there. I know i'm hot and all but you're drooling and it's a big turn off," he had a sly smirk plastered on his face which made me frown even more.

"Believe what you want to believe. You're not even my type."

"Then why are you hiding behind a pole?"

My mouth hanged open, forgetting that i was in that position. I quickly stepped away, clearing my throat. He chuckled, scratching his nape shyly while still looking at her.

"Do you live in that house?" He pointed in front of him. I nodded.

"Well i guess you're pretty lucky that you have a sexy hot guy as your neighbor. What's your name nerdy?"

I looked at him in disbelief. "Hey hold up! Just because im wearing something that looks 'nerdy' doesn't mean that im a nerd you punk."

He started laughing and i stood there, making my whole body and facial expression to look as bravely as possible and glare at him to make him get scared of me somehow. I noticed how he moved back a little and raised both of his hands on the air. "Chill, nerdy." He whispered the last part but i clearly heard him but chose to ignore it because it's just wierd to be having an argument with a stranger i just met.

I swiftly made 180 degrees turn, leaving him behind. Well that's how i thought it would go. There was a small rock that was stucked on the concrete and made me stumble over a little. I heard the guy attempting to hold in his laugh but failed when he quietly let out a sniker.

My face turned red, feeling so embarrassed. I quickly walked away from him, all the way to my room, taking big steps and when i got up to the last step, I almost tripped over. Thank god I quickly stretched out my hand to protect my face from hitting the hard floor. I reached for the door knob and heard some squealing inside. I opened the door just to find my mum hiding behind the curtains, falling over heels to the men that's moving in, im guessing.

"Mom, what are you doing in my room?"

She jumped a little, putting her hands over her chest. "You should have made a noise to make me aware of your presence. And sorry hun but your room was the best option i had to see him properly."

"And who's exactly that 'him' you're referring to?" I asked her, making sure that my guess is right.

"The man that's going to move in infront of us.

If you were wondering or some probably already have guessed it, my parents got a divorced when I was 6 yrs old. My mum suggested it because she was sick of the arguments they had almost every day, his womens and his anger issues. She cried and locked herself up for days in her room but then one day she suddenly got her normal self back, lively as ever. I would hear her cry once in a while but as years has passed by she wasn't affected by it anymore. It must've been really painful, after all, my dad was her first love.

"By the way hun, I invited the new neighbors to come over for dinner so prepare yourself while I cook,ok?"

"How did you already manage to invite them over while i was gone for literally just a couple of minutes."

"When you get to this age, you don't hesitate to do whatever you want and so i did what my mind told me to."

"What time will they be coming over?"

She looked at her watch and said, "In two hours hun"

"That early?! It's only 4 pm. Can't we just move it in 7?"

"I better get moving. Dress up nicely ok?" She ignored my question but i nodded anyway.

-2 HOURS LATER-

I quickly picked up my phone and dialed Jungkook's number. "Hey what's up?"

"Guess what?" He hummed in response.

"There are people moving in the house infront of us and my mum invited them over for dinner. And the worse part is that there is this guy, probably around our age and we had this wierd conversation that you wouldn't want to hear and like i don't want to see him again. What should i do?"

Before Jungkook had anytime to respond and give me some advices, the doorbell rang, which caused me to hanged up on him. Without me noticing, i checked myself on the mirror, fixing my make up. I then noticed what i was doing and loudly put  my brush down. Why am i doing this?

I closed my eyes and repeatedly inhaled and exhaled then heard someone talked behind me.

"Hey you've been doing that nonstop, i wouldn't be surprised if you faint in any second." that punk chuckled.

I turned around and gave him my most uninterested face to him.

"Look who it is.." I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow, pretending as if nothing happened earlier. "You know there's this thing called knocking instead of scaring the shit out of me. And who the fuck told you to just wander around the house?"

"Chill, i was just told that your bathroom was at the end of the hall and i couldn't use the one downstairs as there were some things that has to be fixed"

again, how embarrassing.

"Just get the fuck out, dude."

"Ouch. You know it's rude to not respect someone who's being nice here, especially when i'm your guest?"

"What the heck dude? So what if you're our guest? And you call yourself nice? You were clearly laughing at me for being nervous to see y-"

"Me?"

"Kids!! Come downstairs, the food will get cold" My mum called out.

phew.. thanks mum for saving my flat ass.