| The Boy Next Door |

C H A P T E R F O U R

I didn't see Xavier after this. Today was Monday and yeah that also means today school starts again. Well, poor me.
I woke up did my makeup and changed clothes. I put on a cute beige plaid skirt and a loose white shirt. Then I went downstairs already smelling the sweet smell of pancakes.
"Hey dad", I kissed him on the cheek and started making myself some porridge.
"Hey sweetheart how are you. Today school is starting, you have everything you need?"
"Yes, Mary is picking me up." Dad has brown curly hair and blue eyes. I really can't believe how he has these gorgeous blue eyes and I still got these brown eyes. Brown eyes are painfully pretty ,but I would have looked so good with blue eyes.
"Hello darling", my mum pecked my cheek and got herself some pancakes. She had long ,shiny black hair without one gray hair in sight. I must say she looks to young to be the mother of two.
Me and my older sister ,who lives with her husband and her little son. She moved away two years ago, I miss her so much.
My dad is from England. He met my gorgeous Pakistani mother in a bus were she asked him for the directions and somehow he managed to persuade her to go on a date with him. To this day I ask myself how he did that. And here we are 25 years and two kids later.
I finished my food , grabbed my bag and yelled :"Goodbye ."
Outside Maria was already waiting in her sleek porsche.
Mary is rich, but she isn't spoiled. Her dad insisted in buying her this car. You could say he has a weakness for cars and kind of collects them.
"Jump in",she smiled at me and I wondered how someone could be this happy when we are about to go to school.
Just as I sat down and closed the door , I saw the door of the house next door open and Xavier stepped out and damn he was looking fine. He was wearing black jeans a white dress shirt and a 60s bad boy leather jacket. His messy curls fell into his face as always and I felt the need to grab his hair.
" Mary go come on", I didn't want him to see us."Wait Yas, how can I ? A hot guy is outside. You know normally I open the window and holler something at them ,but i'm not doing it , for you.""Wow , i feel appreciated", i mumbled.
We saw him how he walked over to a Harley Davidson bike, put a helmet on and drive away.

As Maria and I walked into the school we were greeted by a lot of friends and bitchstared by some mean girls. Well most of the stares came from Holly Pollock. Holly used to be one of our best friends , but I caught her making out with Marias then boyfriend and since then she completely changed. Whenever she could she tried to make sneaky comments on us like ,girl why are you acting so childish are we in a movie called mean girls? No! So don't act tf up.
We girls should uplift each other, while she is doing the complete opposite.
Well some people might never change.
When we reached the history classroom , Maria and I sat down on our usual places.
The door opened revealing our stout, bald headed teacher Mr. Gonzales.
"Hello class. I have a new announcement to make. Today a new student will be joining this class. Please welcome him."
And in walked no other than Xavier De Luca, smirking with his eyes fixed on me. I started feeling uncomfortable ,as some boys and girls in the back glared at me.
"Mr De Luca please choose a seat", Mr Gonzales said and started preparing his notes.
Xavier swiftly walked over to me and sat down onto the empty chair next to me.
"Ehm.., Mr Gonzales doesn't Emily sit here?", I asked hestitated.
"No Ms Williams. Ms Cadburst changed school this semester. Thought she would be better off at our enemy school", my history teacher sneered and rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Well today we will talk about the second world war.."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Xavier pushing his chair closer to me. I didn't move.
Suddenly I felt a hand on my thigh. My breath stopped. The problem was I was wearing a mini skirt. So my leg basically was naked. I tried to remove it.
"I wouldn't try if I was you", he whispered smirking. He started squeezing my leg, I gasped. His grin grew brighter when he noticed my flushed cheeks.
"And why not?", I hissed.
"Because it would get both of us detention which means more time squishing your leg",he kept on grinning triumphantly and massaging my thigh but never went any further then the middle of my thigh. His touch made me feel dizzy , I somehow liked it ... stop Yasmine don't think like this .. Boy only 20 min of surviving this class. I tried paying attention to what Mr Gonzales said and made notes as a good student always should do🙄

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