My Next Door Neighbor

Chapter 3

I woke up to the sound of an alarm. Wait, an alarm? But I never set an alarm. I open my sky blue eyes and once my vision had cleared, I saw a boy with his phone alarm going off right next to my ear.

"Steven!" I yelled, pushing him off my bed, but for a thin boy, he was really heavy

I heard him chuckle. "Come on, first day of school for you."

I groaned and got out of bed. If there is anything that I am not, it's a morning person. I am not one of those cliche girls from movies who wake up with smiles on their faces and perfect hair. My naturally long brown, curly hair was like a nest on the top of my head.

"Yeesh, you might want to tame the lion on the top of your head." Steven said, pointing at my hair before closing my bedroom door.

I trudged to my bathroom and took a nice warm shower, rinsing my body and hair with the sweet scent made me smile slightly. I got out and wrapped a towel around my body and hair and stepped out of my room.

I froze when I heard a whistle. I turned my head and saw a familiar boy, smirking at me from his window, directly looking into my room. My eyes went wide as I realized I was only in my towel. I made a move to my closet but was stopped in my tracks by the voice.

"Don't change. I like the view." He smirked even wider.

I could feel my cheeks turning red in both embarrassment and anger. I walked, or rather ran, into my closet and locked the door. My back to the door, I breath deeply, completely mortified.

This day couldn't get any worse. Or could it?

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In 30 minutes, I was in a pair of skinny jeans, some combat boots, a black shirt with a camo green jacket. My hair was in its natural curls and I had light makeup. In all, I didn't look bad. I was pretty average in appearance anyway.

"Cass, we leave in 10!" I heard a voice call from downstairs, probably Derek.

I grabbed my backpack and headed downstairs, making sure my backing doors were closed before I left the room. I ate a quick breakfast of cereal and brushed my teeth, ready to go.

"Normally our mom would be here but she had to go in early this morning." Wayne said, coming up behind me. He wore low riding jeans, Nikes, and a red plaid flannel with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. All in all, he looked really attractive, but he's my cousin so......gross.

"Checking me out are ya?" He teased.

"You're starting it sound like Steven." I rolled my eyes and smiled, showing I wasn't mad.

"Who is starting to sound like Steven." Speaking of the devil.

"Your brother." I said, taking the short time to examine Stevens low riding dark jeans, tight fitting shirt, messy hair, and Nikes as well.

"Nice job little bro." He messed up Wayne's hair and smiled. Wayne whines about him messing up his hair which took him forever to do, to which I laughed at.

"Come on guys, let's go." I heard Derek say as he rounded the corner, grabbing some keys and throwing them to his brothers, each catching them effortlessly.

Derek was wearing jeans hanging on his waste with a belt and vans. He had a long sleeve shirt on with a vest-like sweater on and a pair of glasses. He looked like a hot nerd. His hair was a bit messy yet looked really nice.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I realized I didn't have a car to drive. "Hey, what about me?" I saw Wayne get into a sleek silver car, Steven get in a red one, and Derek walk to a dark blue one. All of which were probably new models.

"Ride with Wayne." Derek said, pointing got the silver car. Wayne rolled down his window and smiled, motioning for me to come sit in the seat next to him. I chuckled and complied with his actions.

And with that, we headed to school.

(Picture is Steven)