The Bad Boy Next Door

Prologue

Have you ever felt that something was going to happen before it happened. Thats me right now. We moved here just from the street over about 3 days ago. And so far I have had a bad feeling seeing as my mother has arranged a dinner with the neighbors.

"Addison! We are going to be late!" Mom yelled from downstairs. It's only me my mom and twin brother living in the house. My father moved to England a year ago. Mom was greatfull, now she wouldn't have to deal with him and us.

"Coming!" I called back making sure I look presentable.

My room is on the top floor, of the two story house, woth a 3 bedroom 2 bathroom a kitchen and living room. Jumping down the stairs my black sneakers causing the wooden staircase to creak.

"Ready?" My brother asked as I made it towards the front door running a hand through his dark brown hair, as twins we aren't similar yet the same.

Whereas he has dark brown hair and blue eyes I have blond hair with blue and black highlights and green emarald eye's.

"Yup." I said making sure my black beanie is on properly. I'm not really a girly girl nor a tom boy, I am right in the middle.

Whereas a girly girl will wear dresses when eating out I'll wear
Jeans and a shirt and occasionally a pair of leggings.

"Well, mom's already next door we better get going." He said. I just gave a short nod. All houses in this street is the same, cream colored walls brown roof's and white fences, all but one, a broken old house at the end of the street witch is more commonly known as the ghost house but, me and my three best friends–Janice Matt Allison have made it our personal hangout and to make things interesting we started calling it the Ghost Zone.

The Ghost Zone was an old wooden house witch was abandoned about 34 years back, nobody knew why they sa–

"Earth to Addison!" I jumped at the sound of my twins voice.

"Yeah?" I asked not really interested.

"You zoned out we're here." He mumbled, Only now noticing that we are infront of a stained wooden door.

"Oh." Was all I could say.

The lights where on and you could see through the windows. I froze seeing whose house this was, "Jay, I'm stepping into another territory here." I said to my clueless brother whom was just about to ring the doorbell.

"Huh?" I pointed towards the window and his eyes widened, "Ace Walker lives right next to us!" I wisper/yelled at him.

"Lets just get this over with." He groans ringing the doorbell. Ace Walker is the Western Highs Bad Boy, Clingy but true.

"Welcome!" A middle aged women said opening the door.

Lets get this over with...