Bad Meets Bad

Window Buddies

~Janelle Walker~

"Good night," I yell. I close my door and walk to my dresser. I pull out an oversize shirt and pajama shorts. I begin to take off my shirt, when I hear a coughing fit coming from the window. I walk over to the window and open it. You won't believe who I see peaking in my room.

"Are fucking kidding me Maxon!" He continues to have coughing fit.

"Sorry," he gasped.

"Fucking perv." I slam my window shut and close the curtains. I proceed to put on my pajamas. I climb under my covers and try to fall asleep.

Thud.

I ignore it and close my eyes.

Thud.

If I ignore it, it'll go away.

Thud.

Damnit. I walk over to my window and open the curtains and window.

"Quit throwing rocks, Maxon," I whisper.

"Well, hello to you too." I cross my arms.

"What. Do. You. Want."

"See, there's this party on Friday and I was wondering if you wanted to go?" I tap my chin.

"Nope." I close the window.

Thud.

I open the window again.

"What?" This kid is the definition of annoying.

"Why not?" He juts his lip out and pouts. Damn that's adorable.

"Because." I close the window. I shut the curtains. I crawl back into my bed and close my eyes.

Boom.

I immediately sit up in my bed. My windows open and so are the curtains. I hear groaning.

"What are you doing, Maxon?" He sits up from the floor.

"Hey is everything okay in there, Janey," asks Toby.

"Uh yeah, I just fell off the bed again."

"Oh, okay." I hear Toby's footsteps walk back down the stairs.

"I came to see you," he says in a 'duh' tone.

"We just met." He gets up and walks to the window seat and sits down.

"Well, lets get to know each other." He pats the space beside him. I throw off the covers and walk over to the window seat. I sit down beside him Indian style.

"What do you wanna know?"

"Why won't you go to the party with me?"

"Well, my favorite color is black. My birthday is February 14th, ironic I know. Umm, my favorite show is-"

"Walker."

"Hey you got it right! It is Walker Texas Ranger! How'd you know?!" Cody rolls his eyes.

"Are you gonna tell me why you said no?"

"No." He sighs.

"So, other than being really annoying what else do you do," I ask. He chuckles quietly.

"Well, my favorite color is also black and when I grow up, I wanna be a SWAT officer." I nod.

"I wanna be a cop." He looks at me and raises an eyebrow.

"I know I get arrested a lot, but Sheriff Johnson is pretty cool," I admit. Cody smiles.

"You're a dork."