The boy next door

California Style

He takes me to this fancy restaurant." why'd you move to California" he says. I didn't want to tell him because my dad died and my mom wanted a new start. I don't know him I don't trust him for crying out loud he almost try to kill me. I'm just kidding. "Riley you ok" "yea sorry, we just wanted a fresh start" "oh sounds good" " so how long have you lived here for" I ask " I've lived here my whole life" he says

  

After dinner we went to the beach. We didn't swim we just walked the beach for a while. Getting to kniw each other better. We listened to the waves. He stopped and I ran right into him and knocked me on the ground. "Ouch" "oops sorry" "sure" I say in a sarcastic tone. He picked me up and carried me bridal style a couple more inches in the water. "Put me down" "ok" he says and walks deeper in the water. "Tyler please no" I say holding on to him. He dropped my legs and I hurry up and wrapped my legs around his torso. "I could get use to this" he says I think of Caleb. "I got to go" I jump off him and run back up to wear our thing are and pull out my phone and see 6 miss calls and 3 messages
Caleb - Riley are you ok?

Caleb - Riley call me ASAP

Caleb - did I do something wrong

I hurried up and texted him
Riley - OMG I'm so sorry I'm hanging out with a new friend can I talk to you later

"Is everything ok? Dis I do something wrong?" He says "no sorry I had to text someone" "boyfriend?" "Something like that" I say he looked a little sad. "Wanna crash a party?" He said. "Sure"

We drove about 30 minutes. Singing songs on the radio together. I had a blast. When we arrived at the the house I say "who's party are we crashing" "Bailey Sanders". When we looked in the window there were 8 girls sitting on the couch and floor. They were watching a scary movie it looks like evil dead or something. We knocked on there door and we hid behind the bushes. Then we took a piece of paper and wrote your next on it in blood (not real blood candy blood) and put it in the door with a headless doll. He hit the door hard and I was looking in the window he cane behind me and the girls were all scars. Bailey got up and opened the door and yelled "This isn't funny" she looked down and saw the doll her face was priceless. We had a little blood left so we wrote on the window. I always watching you. And we ran "and that my lady is how we do it California style"