It was Sunday morning when my mom told me to wake up and greet the new neighbors. I got ready without putting much thought into my appearance and went downstairs. I put on a nice tight fitting shirt and sweat pants.... I really didnt care about how i looked.
Once i went down the stairs i heard my mother talking to some one. i turned the corner and sure enough it was Grey Grey! I picked up my pace and made a bee line to where Greyson was. Once i was close enough to him I said, "hey Greyson, whats up?!" Greyson just responded, "nothing" and smiled in my direction. His smile! ohh it was so beautiful. He started talking about some party that the town throws every year and wanted to know if we wanted to join in. My mom sure enough said yes, and then Greyson left.
It was amazing seeing the one and only Greyson Chance in my house, but seeing the one and only Greyson Chance in my bed would be way better.
My mother and I walked down the street to this huge house. We brought a fruit basket for them. I hoped no one was allergic or we already would be off on the wrong foot. The house looked like the one in the movie the Notebook. I couldn't even imagine how much money it cost.
We made our way up the long drive way and rang the bell. A hot tamale looking guy answered the door. He was an angle sent from heaven. he was Tall about 5'9', had blonde hair and amazing blue eyes. I said seductively(forgetting my mom was next to me) "hey i'm Brianna and i'm your neighbor". then i snapped back into reality when my mom corrected me "we are your new neighboors" He said "oh hi I'm Richard Olsson, but call me Ricky". He had an accent I couldn't quite guess from where though.
Ricky invited us inside and of course my mother said yes, but I knew she just wanted to steal toilet paper. she always has had that habit. But i'm not complaining. In New York we were the only house that never ran out of toilet paper.
we went inside and his house looked gorgeous. he led us into the sitting room while he went into the kitchen to get us iced tea. i then sat down on the sofa and put the fruit on the coffee tabl. when Ricky was walking back he tripped on air, then fell on his face. I then ran over to help him get up and when he did we noticed he got iced tea all over his shirt. so naturally he took it off.
His body was unbelievable.i just staired at his six pack then wammo! O GOD. There went a boner! I took the fruit basket off the coffee table and covered my willie. I really needed that surgery quick.
He reached for the basket, so i had to act quick.
All of a sudden, my mouth got dry and i leaned over and before i knew it or could stop myself I threw up on Ricky Olsson's converse all star sneakers.
