Kim's pov
I was currently outside in front yard of my house kicking a ball against the wall. Releasing all the anger I had over the past few days.
My best friend Jake and I are no longer talking. Why you ask? Because He said I shouldn't get in trouble with the fuckboy that moved in next door. I understand his concern but I don't mess around with trouble.
As I kicked the ball on the wall it bounced high back and it flew behind me. As I turned around he stood there with his curly hair and light green eyes with that dumb smirk playing on his lips."Not bad tomboy." he claps and I flick him off.
"Jerk." I mumble underneath my breath as I walk up to him and grab the ball out of his hands. He was wearing Nike gym shorts and a muscle T-shirt with a pair of white and black converse . Please god I hope he doesn't attend my school. Please, please I beg of you.
I place my ball back on the concrete floor and kick the ball."Well someone's grumpy." he mumbles.
"I didn't catch your name but I also don't want to." I say and continue kicking the ball.
"That's telling me to say my name,dude." he says and I can hear the smirk playing on his lips. I stop the ball under my foot
"Don't call me that, Jerk." I growl.
"Suit yourself, dude." he says,winks and skates away on his skateboard. Jerky jerk mcPants.
What the is wrong with me? Why did I even think of something like that...................
"No, no I'm not going anywhere." I protest as Clementine pulls me out of bed.
"Get up, we're going to a party." He jumps on my bed.
"Fine." I groan as I put my book down.
"That's the spirit!" he yells enthusiastically.
"Now leave." I point towards my door.
"Okay I'm going." he says and Jumps off my bed and leaves the room.
I walk to my closet and look for something to wear. My eyes land on a Army pants, black tank top, black beanie and a pair of black combat boots.
I brush my hair out leaving it in its natural state and I apply some cherry ChapStick. I get dressed and as soon as I do my door bursts open.
"Kim we're going now!" Austin sings and I laugh at how false and hoarse his voice sounds.
"Yea,yea I'm coming just a second." I say and he leaves.
I walk to my bathroom and take out the toothpaste and toothbrush. I brush my teeth. When I'm done I leave my room and walk to my garage. My eyes skim over the few cars and it lands on my Jeep and
I jump in. Austin and Clementine took their own cars which were both BMW's ..............................
We enter the house and there are girls grinding and making out. Some drinking and others playing Xbox live. Red cups and empty alcohol scattered everywhere. This is not my scene. At all.
I walk outside to the back yard where there are chairs and couches around a fire pit along side a pool. I sit where it's empty and not crowded just watching the hormonal Teenagers laughing and having a conversation.
Someone hands me a red cup and I take it without looking at the person. I smell the liquid if there was any alcohol in it but thankfully no. It was just Sprite .
"Thanks." I mutter still not sure who the person is.
" This does not look like your scene." he says and I nod turning around to look at the one and only Justin Jacobson .
"Seems to be your scene." I reply dryly looking straight ahead of me.
"Nah not really I just come here for the team and some unspoken rule. But mostly for the girls. " Justin shrugs in the corner of my eye. I nod still not looking at him.
"Why are you here?" I ask looking at him taking a sip of the drink. He shrugs.
"Cause I can, do you have a problem with it then report it to the police station." he says dryly.
"Jerk." I mutter and I hear him scoff. "Where are you from, Dude?" he asks smirking.
"Bath in England." I say and shrug. "You? "."Same, I can hear you little accent." he says.
"But yours is still there meaning you moved to the US probably a year or two ago,give or take." I say taking another swing of my drink.
"You could say that."he says but there's some type of emotion in his voice and I nod anyway. I stand up and as I do my eyes lock with Jake's. He walks over to me.
"Kim I'm so sorry I shouldn't of doubted you." he says and I nod.
"Yea you shouldn't." I reply dryly taking a sip of my drink.
"Can you not be so stubborn?" he asks smirking.
"Can you not be such a dumb face again?" I ask.
"Make no promises." he says and opens his arms so I can hug him. I hug him and he wraps his arms around me kissing my forehead.I turned around to grab my phone off the patio and as I did there he was cradling Amber the queen bee and making out with her. I groan and walk away.
"I think we should uh go, they seem kinda busy." I say and nod towards Justin . He nods and we walk off. We push through the sweaty bodies and make our way outside.
"Did you drive here?" I ask Jake in case he needs to take his car.
"Nope." he shakes his head and pops the 'p' in the word nope.
"Need a ride?" I ask twirling the key in my hand.
"Aye sure." he shrugs.
We get in the car and after a while Jake speaks up.
"You know I understand that if you want to be that egotistical guys friend, I mean Justin." he explains and I nod.
"Also enough about me, what's up with you and that Alex girl?" I ask wiggling my eyebrows keeping my eyes on the road.
"Pffft there's nothing going on." he says using hand gestures meaning his lying.
"Sure I believe you hundred percent." I say making sure sarcasm was laced all over my voice.
"Stop!" he groans.
"Stop what?" I ask grinning.
"That! There's nothing going on between us!" he protests.
"I said I believe you." I say shrugging.
"No you don't! That look says it all!" he groans and I laugh.
"okay you caught me Sherlock Holmes." I say honestly smiling.
"I know I did!" he smiles and we both break out laughing.
I dropped him off at his house and when I got home I changed into a tank top and a pair of sweatpants. I grabbed a book '68 days and counting ' and started reading it as I sat on the couch near the window.As I read the last sentence of chapter 51 I heard the sound of bed springs and muffled moans. I looked over at the window and some girl with black raven hair was grinding and kissing Justin. Ew! Get some but ew! I don't want to see this. I turned off the light and lied down on my bed falling into a dreamless sleep.
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The FuckBoy Next Door [ON HOLD]
Teen FictionMeet Kimberly Cooper, also known as Kim, the schools soccer captain and tomboy. She's seventeen and in 12th grade. Her chocolate brown hair and piercing blue eyes has the attention of many. She doesn't try to be liked, it just comes off easy. Shes o...