"Laika! Come look at this!" My mom yells from the living room, I quickly close my novel and run down the stairs almost tripping over my feet like a clumsy elephant, The problem is I ain't an elephant.
"What? What!? Are you ok?, mom?" I look at her, at the moment she's pulling back the curtain waving her hand for me to come over.
"Look." I roll my eyes at my mom, she looks like a kid who just was given some candy with her eyes shimmering with excitement.
I look through the window, neighbours? We never had a neighbour in 4 years, and what's so great about lakeside. This town sucks balls.
Looking at what is infront of me, I see a woman walking into the house with a purse in her hand, she looked young.
Next was a boy, looking around my age which is 16, he had black hair with sparkling green eyes and his torso so fine and chiseled, wearing a black leather jacket.
The next boy looked a little older, maybe 17 or 18. He had dirty blonde hair like the woman which I'm betting is his mother, he was chiseled too, like a god of some sort.
I turned away from the curtains looking at my mother, she looked at me with one eyebrow up.
"Looks like ur going to have a nieghbour across from your room." She says smirking. Oh shit, my window is right across from whoever's room that is, what kind of architect does that??
I just shake my head at my mom, walking back upstairs.
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The Boy Nextdoor
RomanceLiaka lockstorm is a typical 16 teenage girl, living life. But what if it all goes tumbling down when two boys move next door.the youngest, Alec and oldest, Blake Carter move next door to her.
