*Ariana's POV*
What the hell. That bitch doesn't even know me and she's already bullying me. I'm praying I don't go to school with her. Or that boy. Luke. God. I hope not.
"Ariana come up here please." my mom shouted
"Okay mom."
My room was in the basement, so I walked away from my boxes and up the stairs to the living room.
"What's up?"
"Me and your dad are going to the store. Do you want anything?"
"Oreos please."
She sighed and let out an okay.
"Well be back later." with that she walked out the door.
As soon as I heard the car leave, I turned up my music and kept unpacking. I was interrupted by a loud knock. I walked up to my front door and saw a boy on my front porch. I turned off my music and opened the door.
"Can I help you?" I said sweetly
"Hi my name is Ashton and I live next door."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Ariana. Is this about my music, I'm sorry I'll-"
"No no no.. I wanted to meet you, I saw you unloading boxes from the truck."
"Oh" I smiled lightly "come in."
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*Ashotons POV*
As the door opened out walked a short brunette with blue eyes. The combination didn't go together quite well. But oh god she was beautiful. Our conversation went by like a blur. I wasn't paying attention until she said for me to come in.
"Uh.. Okay" I smiled and stepped in.
"Sorry for the mess" she muttered.
Boxes were thrown everywhere. Piles of items waiting to be put in its proper place.
"Do you need help with unpacking?" I simply asked.
"Erm. Can you grab that box and follow me?" she asked as she pointed to a medium sized box. As I grabbed the box she was already weaving through the maze of empty boxes. We walked downstairs. Into what seemed her room.
"Whose room is this?"
"Mine." She said simply.
I placed down the box and smiled at her. "Come over for dinner."
"Erm... okay"
We walked back upstairs to the kitchen. She left a note for her parents and we were gone.
"So where are you from?"
"United States. Texas."
"Oh. How are you liking Australia?"
"Eh. It's hot." She looked at me and flashed a gorgeous smile.
"You have braces?" I asked
"Yeah, almost 2 years now."
As we walked up to my front door, I walked in a shouted for my mom.
"Mom this is Ariana from next door."
"Hi honey, I'm Anne Irwin"
"Hello" she said sweetly
"Well shall we eat?" I asked excited and led her to our dining room
YOU ARE READING
My Bully
RomanceAriana had just moved to Australia from a small town of Texas. The big change has gotten her parents into a problem. As their marriage tumbles downhill, they forget about their daughter. And what they don't know, is their precious baby girl is being...
