The Boy Next Door

Chapter 3

To: @AskMysteryGirl

From: @ExBestFriend

Dear AskMysteryGirl,

My best friend recently starting dating the most popular guy in school, and now won't even look at me. I'm the one that encouraged her to go after him, all her other friends thought it was stupid, but I helped her through everything. Now she thinks she's too good for me, she hanging out with different people, all the people he hangs out with. It's like he changed her. Would should I do?

-ExBestFriend

Dear ExBestFriend,

I think you should try to confront her ALONE! Without any of her "friends" or boyfriend around. Ask her what's going on? Why won't she talk to you? If she still acts bitchy you know that you can't do anything but find a new friend. But if she tells you that he said she can't hang out with her own friends anymore, your going to have to be the true friend and tell her to end things with him. He's not worth it. I hope everything ends well. Xo

-AskMysteryGirl

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"Where you listening to anything I just said?" Jenn slams her door locker next to me. I jump at the harsh sound.

"What?" I look up from my phone.

"You were doing that Ask-"

"Shhhhh!" I cover her mouth. "There's people around!"

"Sheesh I wasn't going to finish my sentence." She removes my hand away from her mouth.

"The first word was enough." I wipe my hand off from her lipstick.

"As I was saying, while I was being rudely ignored, who is your new neighbor?" She winks at me.

"What you want to date him?" I snort, taking my things for my first class, English.

"Nope, I want to see if he's cute, then we can take about me dating him." She continues to look around, through the crowd of teens talking, laughing, or trying to get to class.

I look around and see him coming down the stairs, he has black skinnies, a grey, ripped sleeveless shirt, black boots and beanie, and has a black sweater in his hand. He some how sees me looking at him and locks his eyes with mine. I quickly look away, banging my head into my locker door. I hear a few smirks from people.

"Oh my- Are you okay?" Jenn tries to holds her laughter in.

"I'm fine." I close my locker and feel someone over my shoulder. "Shit." I mutter.

"Hi." I hear an Australian accent behind me. Jenn has a smirk on her face, I make a face at her and turn around to face him.

"Hey!" I put on the fakest smile.

"Your the only familiar face I see here, so can you show me where the classroom for English is?" He looks down at the papers in his hands.

"You two met already?" Jenn narrows her eyes at me.

"No." He simply answers.

"I was looking at him while he was moving in next door and he saw me." I state.

"My name is Jenn by the way." She reaches out for a hand shake.

"Sorry, I don't shake hands." He doesn't move.

"What do you do then?" She pulls her hand away.

"Nothing."

"What class do you have again?" I change the subject.