The Boy Next Door

Like A Boss

He sits down on the chair next to me. I may or may have not blushed and smirked. In my head I'm literally thinking heeheehee. How stupid is that?

"What's your name?" My 'neighbor' said. "C-Crystal," I stuttered. I cleared my throat and scratched my head. He smiles and tells me his name. "Make you speechless Diamond?" He smirked and I scoffed. I get ahold of that thing called courage and I straighten up. I gain confidence and say, "It's Crystal. Do I know you?" He looks dumbfounded. I chuckle at his reaction. A tint of pink on his cheeks and I smile thinking that I gave him that effect. I affected him. OMG. OMG. OMG. Don't over think, Crystal.

"Well, yeah. I'm your new neighbor," he said. I still don't know his name. "What about you? What's your name?"

"Clark. Clark Jennings," he smiles. Oh my gosh. He is so cute. Snap out of it Crystal!!! He smells sweet; honeysuckle. "Hi, Clark," I smile and he mirrors me. I decide to be nice because what has he done? "So... What is your favorite subject?", I ask him to try and change the subject or more like start a conversation. Also because, I am not buying this bad boy attitude that he is selling. He's probably really smart, but no one knows that.

"Um- I don't have a favorite subject.", he states in a duh tone. "I was just asking. Don't have to go PMS-ing.", I laugh. "My favorite subject is english and I know that you have a favorite, so you can just tell me what it is right about, now."

"Fine, I have a favorite subject, but I don't want to tell you what it is.", he frowns. "Awe, come on.", I mock him and tease him. "Is the wittle baby too scared to tell wittle Cwystal what class is his-", I baby him and he budges. "Okay. Okay. My favorite subject is-is-ugh-", woah what's wrong with him? "english.", he lets out a breath and sighs. "Awe, that is so cute.", I emphasize the awe and cute. He has the same favorite subject as me. There is nothing wrong with it. I have no idea why he is acting like a weirdo.

I don't know why he didn't want to tell me what his favorite subject is. It's really not a big deal.

He blushes, then it is completely gone. A smirk appears on his face. I am guessing because he came up with a witty comeback and I walked right into it and for sure he says, "I know I am, but you don't have to go drooling."

"Be quiet!", I said sternly and then laughed.

"What about me, sexy lady? He doesn't get to do all the flirting, now does he?" Jake says and his charm is so.... so. No words to describe, but I don't like him or anything. He makes me want to cringe. He needs to stop flirting, well never mind because that would be hypocritical. "Well, that's the first," he muttered after I rolled my eyes. "Shut up hoe," I say to Jake.

I decide to tease him. He is my bestie. He deserves to get a taste of his own medicine.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, slowly. He was in his seat and he wraps his arms around my hips, traveling to my back holding me close.

Hold on a second.

You must be thinking, where the hell is the teacher? She's sleeping. I know, like tf, but seriously she is freaking sleeping. She waits till like 20 minutes into the class and goes to sleep.

Anyways...

I cup his cheeks with my hands and I lean in. He closes his eyes and I swerve to the left. "Next time babe, next time.", I whisper in his ear. I chuckle, pat his chest, and get off him.

+ JAKE'S P.O.V. +

My eyes widen in shock. Oh my gosh. I can't believe she freaking did that. Ugh. What the hell was that, anyway? "I can't believe you did that," I tell her and fold my arms on my chest. I roll my eyes and avoid contact.