Samuel Emerson One Shots

Hi

I stood looking at this dump. This old battered bungalow that would be our home for a while, my father already inside neck need in a bottle of whiskey. My brother organizing the little things we had with us,
"Come on Sam don't you wanna come pick you're room?" He asked me
I didn't want to answer, I didn't care to pick my room, I didn't want to be here, I wanted to anywhere but here.
"You the new neighbors?" A voice asked I turned to the source of the voice and saw a beautiful girl. She was my age in a little blue dress with white lace in places, her hair fairly short with a blue bow in her hair and her face adorable. She had a pair of blue leggings hugging her close, a black cardigan over her with a little blue backpack with some multicoloured owls all over it and some tattered black converses, she stood on the path between our house and the next looking rather curious.
"Yeah, who are you?" Becket asked
"My name's y/n, I live next door" she smiled "hi" she waved to me
"Hi" I blushed waving to her too trying to fix my hair a little
"Hi, I'm Becket that's Samuel" he laughs hitting my back a little
"Pleasure to meet you" she smiled widely looking at me a little I couldn't help the blush flooding my cheeks undoubtedly turning them bright red she giggled a little as she looked at me
"Y/N!" A voice yelled from the house nextdoor
"I best go, I'll see you around" she smiled waving and heading inside her own house
"Shut your mouth Sam you'll catch flies" Becket laughed "ladies don't like when you stare"
"I wasn't staring" I argue even if it came out more like a whine
"Sam, your bright red, your mouth was hung open like a fish and you could just get thought hi without stuttering" he laughs "somebody's got a crush on the new neighbor girl" he laughs taking stuff inside
"I don't have a crush! I've seen her once I literally can't have a crush on her yet" I argue taking most of my stuff inside looking at all three bedrooms each with a bed, a chest of draws and a lamp, my dad was passed out in the biggest at the front of the house so I went to look in one of the bedrooms trying to decide if I wanted it, looking at the fairly new black bedframe with a cosy mattress, and a window that looked to the next house as I was stood looking around I saw the light in the window nextdoor flick on and that girl went in the room it was clearly her bedroom as she stood brushing her hair and fixing her bow
"I take it you want this room?" Becket smirked
"Ahh! God dam it you made me jump... Uhhh yeah guess I'll have this room" I shrug looking at the stuff in it trying to avoid the window "nice uhh layout for my stuff" I lied
"Yeah? Layout sammy... Nothing to do with the view?" He smirked looking at the window
"Shut up and get out my room" I told him pushing him out and starting to sort my stuff
"Fine just don't let caught being a perv" he laughs.

I stood in the garden tinkering with my dad's old car trying to get the thing to run, but nothing as of yet
"Hi? Sammy right?" A voice asks making me jump a little I came out from having my head boarder line burried in the bonnet to see the girl from nextdoor y/n stood by the gate with her bag Be her normal shoes in her little bow same as ever in some black leggings with blue denim shorts and a little battered t shirt with cats on it and some books in her hand, I had seen her around since we moved in but I hadn't really ever got the courage to speak to her
"Uhh hi, yeah that's me" I blushed rubbing my neck nervously
"I wanted to ask, when will I be seeing you in school?" She asks coming into the garden
"Oohh... I uhh I don't really go to school, I'm kinda... Home schooled I guess" I blushed nervous having her so close to me as she stood looking at me and the car
"Oh I see" she says "same I was rather hoping I'd have someone to walk with" she says sounding a little disheartened
"I'm sorry, if you like I don't mind walking with you some nights when it's dark and all" I offered
"Thank you" she giggled "but it's quite alright, don't worry about me" she smiled "Here" she smiled getting a bit of paper from her books and writing something with a little pen handing it to me it "incase I need you to walk me home" she smiled before she gave me a little wave and went home.

I laid in bed listening to my dad shout and complain about everything and nothing. I didn't want to listen. I wanted a distraction more then anything else in the world, I grabbed the little folded peice of paper from my table looking at it
'y/n' in her sweet little hand writing with her number along the bottom, I wish I could call her or send her a message but I didn't have a phone I didn't want to tell her, but at the same time I felt bad she gave me her number and maybe she was waiting for a message from me but I couldn't ever send one, I studied every cruve of the name and phone number for hours noticing the ink marks in letters or numbers where she had let the pen lingure, I noticed the paper was clearly a work sheet of some kind so I turned it over it looked like some kinda homework assignment