Nerdy Weirdo

Ch.1: My New Hellhole

                                            Ch.1: My New Hellhole

 After the whole vexing- Mark- the- moving- guy fiasco, I decided to make myself useful and stand in the corner of the Penske truck. Aren't I so thoughtful? Yes, I am. I offered to help Mark, but he felt as if I was too agitating to work with. Pft, I'm like the most angelic person in the world...most of the time.

 Wiping a fake tear from the corner of my eye, I said,"Poor Mark. So empty without me."

  He threw me another menacing glare. "You are the most annoying child I have ever encountered."

I gasped dramatically. "How could say such a thing to an innocent child?"

 He snorted. "Yeah, innocent." I chuckled at his annoyed expression and began walking to my new mailbox.

 While playing with it, I heard a girl screech from behind me. I turned around, and sure enough, there was tall blonde girl standing in front of the house across the street from me. The house was massive and a nice shade of chocolaty color.

 "Must you relate everything to chocolate," my inner thoughts taunted.

 My eyes met with the blonde's an I threw her a friendly smile, in which she returned with a scowl. Whoops.

 "What the hell are you looking at," she asked.

 It wasn't until she stepped into from behind the big mailbox, did I notice that she was wearing American Apparel underwear. This is too good. Mentally smirking, I carried on with my vengeful plan.

 "You look so perfect standing there in his American Apparel underwear, and I know now that I'm so down," I sang loudly.

 A boy stepped out from the house she was in front of.

 "Your lipstick stain is a work of art. He has your name tattooed in an arrow heart and-" she cut off my beautiful singing.

 "Shut the hell up!" she seethed in a harsh tone, with her arms flapping everywhere.

 I smiled and said,"Next time don't take your anger out on people who welcome you to this world, with a smile."

 She grunted, entered her expensive looking car, and drove away. The boy that exited the house was lent against the brick covered balcony, watching me closely. I studied him and almost gaped at how good looking he was.

 "So who the hell are you,"he asked in a deep, masculine voice.

 I cleared my throat."Your new neighbor."

 He narrowed his eyes. "What's your name new neighbor?"

  I smiled."What's yours?"

 "Colton."

 "Hm..Colton."

  He nodded, eyes still narrow. I began to walk away towards my new house, which I had yet to explore.

"Wait." he called from behind me. "I never got your name."

"That's because I never gave it to you." He threw me a menacing glare, similar to Mark's, and I walked away towards the big house, I'll soon call home.

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Taking the razor sharp knife out of my pocket, I slowly unsealed the chestnut colored box. Clothing, it read on the side. Pulling out each and every article of clothing in the box; I began to fold them.