Lanchester street

1634 Lanchester Street

That is the address of my home, the only home I've had. My mom lived here, my grandma had lived upstairs, and her parents built the place. Since then it has updated and remodeled to todays requirements of modern living. But my mom always wondered why I didn't paint the walls or expand the closet, I just liked the old look of it with my little touches of "me". The house is small and white with kudzu vines growing up the front wall and purple flowers in my window. In the back yard my parents put an addition in to extend the kitchen. And from the large window you can see the butterfly garden that was built around a circle where we buried our cat Scarlet and three teddy bear hamsters. My room has a window in in the front of the house and white bed with purple pillows, in the corner I have a hanging chair that looks like in was made with dead vines with a cushion for comfort. I always read in the chair, its like my "peaceful place", next to is my book shelf that consist of "The Fault in our Stars", "If I Stay", and "Harry Potter". So thats basically my whole life, this home.

"Knock knock, Avory!" Carson instantly ran to the corner and plopped herself in my chair. Today she had on thick eyeliner, a black leather jacket with a pink sweater, and her favorite dark blue jeans. I was wearing my favorite dark blue sweater with a read heart in the middle and my matching pair of jeans to hers. "So are you coming? Get up and lets go!" she said as she grabbed my wrist and pulled me off my bed, "Where are going this time?" I whined because I'd just got comfortable on my bed and she always just appears and takes me places. Most of the time she takes me to new hook up spots, she thinks lonely or something ,but it's not like she's had a boyfriend before. "Avory your so oblivious!", that didn't answer my question, "We're going to that new coffee shop," she paused like she wanted me to answer the questoin but I really wasn't in the mood, then she continued to talk, "The Vanilla Bean." She said the words in a very "fancy" voice. She made me drive because her mom had dropped her off at my house, she still doesn't have her license even tho were both sixteen. We drove to the Town Center shopping mall and she was right, there in the front was banner that said "Now Opening The Vanilla Bean!" We parked at the far end of the parking lot under a tree because my car heats up to fast due to its black interior but it does look sleek, we walked up to the entrance of the shop, surprisingly even tho it was a grand opening there wasn't very many people there. I stared at the menu with frustration, there were so many choices I was shocked, then Carson walked up with confidence and ordered for me and herself without me even telling her what I wanted. I slowly walked up behind her to what she ordered me- "No peeking! I'm surprising you." What if she got e something gross, I hate straight black coffee and really any real coffee, but I paid for the mysterious drinks then found Carson already seated at a table for two. "Hot boy, table 6!" She squirmed in her seat, "So? I'm never going to get his attention." I really wish I hadn't said that, she stood up, got out of her seat and walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder but jumped quickly out of his sight range so he could only see me. I blushed instantly when we caught eyes, Carson winked at me and walked out of coffee shop, leaving me with, him. My heart rushed as he pushed his seat back and walked over still keeping his eyes on me right as the two drinks came to the table. Mine was a chi latte and the other a mocha frap.

"Are both of those yours?" he laughed, I blushed to a rose red, "Um, no, ah, it's my friend's, but she just left, she, ah, had to run." crap! That wasn't even a real sentence. He was now relaxed in his chair, "So what's your name?" I stared at masculine jaw, "um-" He smirked, "Um, now thats a gorges name!" I managed to blush even more, "Well, my, thats not my name, it's Avory." His smirk slid off his face, "So what's your friend's name?" I'm surprised that he remembered that told him about my friend he seemed to only take an interest in me, "Her name is Carson, but she can be annoying because shows up at random times." He looked at the drink in front of him and said, "Well, it doesn't seem like you enjoy her company." He took a sip of the drink, so I did too, I immediately spit the drink all over the table and on my sweater. I didn't know what to do, I got up and ran to the bathroom as fast I could. I tried my best to clean it up off my sweater. Then the door opened, it wasn't a woman's hand tho, it was his. "Why are you in here?" I whisper shouted so that no one would hear us. Then he locked the door behind him, it was just me and him. Wait, I don't even know his name. Then he walked over to me slowly until I was backed up against the wall. Just like that he kissed me, and I didn't stop him. I should stop him, I don't even know him, yet I'm kissing him back.