Streaker || Luke Hemmings

c.1 The Streaker

•Luke•
I settled in to my room at about 11pm. I spent all day painting it grey, hanging up my millions of posters and figuring out a good corner for my guitar. It was dark out and the air was fresh. I laid myself on my bed and was startled by a noise in the bushes.

I walked to my window and looked out and there she was. A girl was jumping out of her window. She was wearing short shorts, a long cut sleeved t-shirt and black doc martens. She was incredibly gorgeous I couldn't believe it. She reached ground and ran towards the dock by the sea that was at the back of our houses.

I ran to my other window and my eyes followed her carefully. Yes it was weird but something in me was intrigued by her.

She met a group of people. Three guys & one girl all dressed grunge style. Like 90's Kurt. Maybe I can meet these people on normal terms. I heard them speaking and talking "okay a dares a dare you have to do it!" The girl said "holy shit she's gonna do it!" A guy said. She peaked her head from behind a boat. She had a hand over her breasts and her bum towards the crowd.

She ran down the really long dock and jumped in. She was streaking. She jumped out and came for her clothes, she sat on the dock and a guy lit her a cigarette. "You fuckers" she said. I tried to be as quiet as I can and I ran back towards my house. Who is she? I know she's my neighbor but I have never seen her before.

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A couple hours passed by and I heard some shuffling. I looked out of my window carefully and saw her climbing back up. It's already 2am & I have no idea why I'm still awake. She pulled her self up to her window and her light switched on. I stepped on my curtain and it came down. Good job Luke. I put it back up and when I looked back our eyes met and I shut my curtain almost instantly. I peeked out a few minutes later and she lifted her shirt and threw it in a hamper behind her bed along with shoving her shoes under the bed. Her body was aligned perfectly.

She sat down and put a cloth to her face wiping away her smudged make up. She closed up two pallets of what I assumed was make up and taped them under her vanity. Why is she hiding everything? I closed the curtain because I shouldn't be spying. I shut my light off when to sleep thinking of the streaker.