The Boy Next Door

I rested my back against the tree in my backyard and pushed my knees up to my stomach and pulled out my book, starting to read. I only got 7 pages into the book before I saw something. It was a white moving truck pulling up to my neighbors house. "Great, who's going to live in that house now, some old people?" I mumbled to myself starting to read my book again. That is until it was swiped out of my hand. "Hey!" I snapped and drew my attention to the person who took my book. There in front of me was Dylan, one of the most popular boys at school. All the girls loved and drooled over him, but me, I never found anything special about him. He's just like any guy, just more of a bad boy and as much as I hate to admit it, on the hotter side. He was already popular and good looking, so why not add the fact that he is amazing at sports on to it? Ya, he plays soccer, football, basketball, and baseball, and of course, he is great at all of them.