My Neighbor is a Bad Boy?

Chapter One

My name is Jordan Macauly. But you can either call me Jay or Macauly, or maybe just Jordan.

Anyways, I live in Sunny California right next to the beach. You could call me rich or whatever but I don't like to flaunt my money. My brother Seth on the other hand drives around in his Black Ferrari, just so people know he has money, because that's my brother for ya. Girls think he's eye candy but honestly I think he could be better lookin'. What I'm his sister! It's a good thing I think this way about him!

Moving on.

Me on the other hand don't like to show off my money with expensive cars or rich girl clothes, I'm scene looking, I wear tons of skinny jeans and band shirts, van or converse and I wear dark make-up. I'm no rich girl. I don't dress like a million bucks, all because I had "friends" were only there for my money (or brother and sister)

I have 1 other sibling but she's a year younger than me while Seth is a year older, my younger siblings name is Kirah she's a freakin' model, I love her with all my heart. She's practically a younger version of me, we still dress the same and she fits into my group of friends quite well. We live right next door to each other, having a bathroom connecting both of our rooms together comes in handy, we always use each others clothes, we've done that since grade school. She absolutely hates showing off that we have money, (another reason we get along so well.)

The school bell rang knocking me out of my day dream. It's offically the end of the day. Seth said he would give me a ride home but I quickly refused. I didn't want to get in that car.

Everyone knows Seth and I are siblings just they never mention it because everyone knows I don't like being call rich. And if your a new kid you learn quickly. Very quickly.

I trudged my way to the bus when hands cover my face.

I screamed slightly shoving the weirdo away from my face.

"Ouch." said the familiar voice.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't know it was you."

I turned around seeing Jake pouting down at me rubbing his arm.

I pout back at him, very quickly his face turned back up right.

"Better." I smiled and hugged him. He hugged me back.

Pulling away he said "Do you want a ride home or are you going to take the bus?"

I bit my bottom lip a little, I usually do this if I like a person or, if I'm thinking.

"Sure", I finally said. I smiled a bit. More to myself than him.

We climbed into Jake's car, and he drove off with us singing along with the radio.

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We pulled up to my house 5 minutes later.

I said my good byes and ran inside pulling off my back pack in the process.

When I walked inside I immediately saw family sitting together in the living room. Crap, another family meeting.

"Hey guuuys?" I said awkwardly.

My mom was looking at me as if I died or something. I face-palmed myself. I forgot to change.

You see, I usually change before I get home, my mom hates when I dress like this, she hates my style but honestly I could care less, I just don't like her staring at me all the time like I'm some dissappointment.

My dad on the other hand looked like he could careless about what I was wearing he always called me his little princess no matter what I'm wearing.