Chapter 2

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*i know I promised this one would be longer, but I have to get up at like 6 in the morning... I'm sorry :/ cheyenne x*

Caras pov;
I sighed as I rode the bus home, I never get the bus, unless I really have to, and today I couldn't get a run home because Olivia's family were going to the markets in the opposite direction from home. The bus stopped at the top of the street, and someone bumped past me in a scrabble to get off,
"Watch it!" I warned under my breath, and I didn't think it was loud enough for him to hear me.
"Sorry princess." He said in a sarcastic tone turning to face me. It was beanie boy. He laughed and pulled a smirk onto his face, causing a dimple to crop up on his left cheek, "take a picture,it'll last longer!" He chuckled slinging his bag over one shoulder and strutting off down the street.
I stuttered. Beanie boy was not just a beanie boy, and he wasn't wearing a suit over his PE kit for nothing, his arms were practically covered in tattoos, and he had two piercings just on his face, one on his eyebrow and one on his lip.
I watched him walk down the street and walked after him slowly. I could see people moving into the house across from me. I gasped as I watched him dump his bag on the path and go to help the ladies unpack, he leaned in and out the car, handing a girl about his age box after box.
He couldn't be my new neighbour, he was trouble to a T, and I could see it.
I ran in and got changed, not even bothering to say hello to Belinda, our maid and cook.
I ran back downstairs after changing into a tight black designer skirt and floaty top, along with a pair of small heels that were shiny black And almost as expensive as an everyday car.
"Belinda!" I sighed flopping into one of the bar stools in the kitchen.
"What is wrong miss?" She asked putting her hand on my shoulder,
"The neighbours, go and look! They're here, and I hate them already!" I moaned sipping on the soup she had left on the counter for me.
"This is baaad!" I moaned, swirling my spoon.
"The soup?!" Worried Belinda as she gazed out the window.
"No the neighbours!" I explained rather loudly.
"They look like nice woman, and- oh god!" Gasped Belinda as Beanie boy walked out of the house and hugged the younger looking lady.

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