He had a tight shirt on that outlined his muscles. No don't look at those Anastasia.
"Hey there sweet cheeks."
"You're a stalker now?"
"I'm just being neighborly."
"Ok neighbor, get out of my way." I shoved past him to open my door. I tried to close it in his face, but he put his hand up too quick.
"What?"
"Well neighbor aren't you gonna invite me in?" There's that smirk again.
"Now why would I do that?"
"Because you want to."
"Ya right. Go fondle one of your cheerleaders."
I slammed the door and felt really good. I like being mean. Well, to Tyler.
I went to go put my curtains up but I saw Tyler in the window again.
He is holding up a sign. It says 'are you going to show me your panties again?'
I found some paper and wrote 'piss off' and held it up.
He put his hand on his chest, acting hurt. I'm glad I bought these curtains. Sadly, he was going to watch me put them up like the perv he is.
I went to get the curtain on my floor, and when I looked into the window he wrote 'nice ass. can I hit it again?' I stuck my tongue out at him.
I stood up on my chair and stared to hang my curtains. When I hung them, I gave Tyler the finger and closed my curtains. Take that.
But my curtains aren't long enough. Floor to ceiling windows didn't exactly fit the curtains I bought. I should've checked the length before I bought them, we have high ceilings. The curtains reached to my hips, so Tyler can still see me change. Dammit.
I collapsed to my floor. Why is this so complicated? My floor is actually comfy, I think I'll nap here. I'm too stressed to get up.
I woke up to the sun setting. So pretty.
"You're cute when you sleep, did you know that?"
"How did you get in here!" Tyler Vern was sitting on my bed, just watching me. This is getting creepy.
"Your brother let me in. He's pretty cool. I grabbed some food with him while you were sleeping."
Oh no he's my brothers new friend?
"Why are you watching me sleep?"
"Don't flatter yourself I was waiting for you to wake up. Come on, let's go."
"What?"
"I'm taking you out. Get dressed."
"I'm not going anywhere with you."
"You wanna see the city?"
I hesitated to answer. Of course I do. But not with him.
"Yes." I looked at the floor.
"Ok then. Get ready stubborn girl. I'll be waiting downstairs."
He left to room and I threw on a pink skater skirt and a floral shirt and my black converse. I took my hair out of the pony tail, put on some makeup, and headed downstairs.
I stopped into Alex's room before I left.
"You let him in my room?" I threw a magazine at him.
"Hey! He's a good guy and the first friend I made here." I can't tell him about the kiss. Not now.
"Alex I question you sometimes."
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Bad boys, bridges, and troubled love.
Ficção AdolescenteAna Green almost passed out when she found out she was being moved from her life in London to Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. She is put in a new school with people she's never met. She meets Tyler, the schools popular boy. He's nothing but trouble, but d...