My Neighbor Is The Hot French Guy!

Chapter 5

"Hey Beautiful... Where is your tour guide?" It was Avery. He had his muscular arms wrapped around my waist and could feel his warm breath against my ear. He had a tight grip around me, but i finally got loose.

"Hes around..." I had no expression in my voice. Avery stepped a little bit closer to me.

"So you are alone, yes?" He had a big grin on his face.

"Look, I have to get to class." I said stepping back from him. "I'll see you later." I quickly walked away from him and went to the restroom and locked myself in a stall for the rest of the school day. I was seriously tired of this school, this country, and it was only my first FULL day of being here. I missed my old school. Thank God today was friday and i wouldn't to return to this hell hole for 2 days.

It took a while, but the school day was finally over. I still felt mad at Vincent, but at the same time i felt bad for yelling at him. He was only trying to help, but of course, I let my feelings get the best of me. I walked to the parking lot and saw his shiney black car sitting there. What the hell was I suppose to say if I went there? I pondered for a little bit on what I should do, when my phone started to ring...Voicemail...

"Trina sweetie, I'll come pick you up! Don't worry! Vincent told me about all your paper work! Love you!" my mother sounded like she was outside a train station. Paper work!? Why wouldn't he tell her about what really happened? That I ran away from him and locked myself in the girls restroom for the rest of the day! That was strange, but I was extremely glad he made up an excuse!

I walked outside to the front of the school where my mom had pulled up.

"Hey sweetheart! How was you first day of school woth your friends!?" Mom exclaimed winking at me.

"Fine." I said dryly

"Thats all I get? One syllable!?" Her smile turned into a small frown. "Aiden, why don't you tell Trina about your first day of kindergarden?" Why was she trying to make me talk? If I dont want to to talk talk, then im not going to!

"OOOOOoooooooooooo! I got a cookie for knowing my ABC's, Trina! And the lady teacher was nice and gave colors and a paper to draw! I want to go back!!" Aiden's face was glowing with pride.

"Thats nice Aiden..." I said turning up the radio! Damn it! I forgot everything is in french here. I turned off the radio and sat there in silence while we drove home.

As the car pulled into the driveway, i stomped into the house and locked up in my room. Why was I sooo angry? Ughhhh!!! I hate this feeling! I slid down to the floor and buried my head in my hands. I sighed thinking about my new life as a french person and took a look at my new room, when i noticed a door?! Was that there yesterday. I walked up and opened the door to behold a beautiful balcony that over looked a lake behind the house! As l looked straight ahead i noticed that the jacquets had a balcony attached to their room as well. I could hear rock music blasting from that side. Im guessing that was Vincents room. Speaking of him... I really owed him an apology for today. I wonder if he'll even talk to me? It was worth a shot! I grabbed grabbed my jacket and went next door. I hope I was doing the right thing!

"Trina ma cher, are you here to see Vincent?" It was Mrs. Jacquet. She had a mile long smile on her face.

"Oui madam! Is he here?" I asked shyly! I could feel my face heat up.

"Yes! He is Upstairs! Please, come in!" She let me and showed me to the staircase. Their house was HUGE!!! The stair case was in the shape of a beautiful spiral with decor lining the walls. The dining room next to the stairs had a large mahongany wooden table in the middle with a beautiful chandelier hanging down that lit up the room and made the China in shine! Walking up the stairs, i caught a glimpse of there living room. It was large with a white couch and a large flat screen on the wall! I couldnt believe this! They were RICH!!!! Distracted by the amazing house, i didn't realize that i was already up the stairs and in front of his door. I could hear the loud music blaring from his room. I knocked the first time. no response. I knocked again, this time a little louder. Again... No response. I started banging on the door now!