School pretty much sucked for me, I spent an hour in detention for the very first time in my entire life and it was awful, I never get myself in such situations and just to be clear, it wasn't entirely my fault, it was that new kid's fault. if only he hadn't bumped into me and made me spill my milkshake all over him, I could have been in class on time and Carl the motal enemy wouldn't have ratted me out.

Now here I am after a tiring day, locked in my room, laying on my bed and just staring at the ceiling, I could be studying but I feel like I did a lot of that during detention, even nerds get tired of studying.

I hear a knock on my door, I push myself out of bed to open it.

"Can I help you?" I ask mom in a lazy tone.

"Get ready, we are having dinner with our new neighbors in ten minutes and they're already downstairs." her tone sounds demanding.

God, no, she just had to invite them over for dinner.

My Mom is a nurse hence why she's naturally nice to everyone, a little bit too nice if you ask me.

"Aren't they the ones who should be inviting us over for dinner in order to make peace? also known as a peace offering." I point out, Mom takes a deep sigh, shaking her head at me.

Sometimes I feel like it's hard for her to raise me by herself without Dad, before Dad left he was always here on time to spend some time with me while Mom was always working.

She sometimes brought work home, that never bothered me because honestly Mom and I never used to get along when Dad was around, she was always pushing me to be a 'normal teenager' like she was when she was my age, but what she really meant was that, I should attend parties, be a slut and join the cheerleading team like she did in her highschool days but like always, my Dad defended me and told me never to change who I was for another person.

"Be ready in less than ten minutes, dress decently and leave your phone in your room." she orders and my mouth falls open.

I hate that she's a control freak, kinda like me but she's the original copy while I'm just the copy, I can't believe I'm saying this but sometimes I understand why Dad left, I just don't understand why he cheated and raised another family somewhere else.

"But Mom-"

"Leave the phone!" She repeats the last part loudly, walking out on me.

She must be kidding, I can't go down there, eating with a couple of strangers without texting Amanda in order to distract myself.

Sighing in defeat, I decide to put my brunette hair in a messy bun, slipping into my black sweatpants, a grey sweatshirt and fluffy bunny house shoes. I think this is what she meant by decent.

I toss my phone on my bed, lazily dragging myself down the stairs, I hear voices coming from the kitchen.

The more I walk towards it, the more I feel like going back to my room.

There's a woman who looks like she's the same age as my mom, she's sitting next to a boy who could be ten years old and on the other side of the table, is a dude facing down and typing on his phone.

So he gets to text people during this and I don't? That's just Great.

"Nick, please put that thing away." the woman scolds him.

Spoke too soon.

"Allie, come join us." says my Mom as she places the serving pot on the table, I take a deep breath, finally joining them by sitting next to the dude, I feel his eyes on me so I decide to look at him and to my surprise, I actually recognize him.

"Megan, Adam and Nick, this is my only daughter Allison, Allison these are our new neighbors. the Adams." My Mom introduces all of us.

They are literally called the Adams family and they live in a weird haunted house? Now that's climactic.

"Nice to meet you all." I force a smile.

Don't get me wrong, I never lie to people, like ever but I'm pretty good at faking expressions and there's a difference between the two, I feel like someone should give me an award for best fake expressioner. If that's a thing.

"Nice to meet you too, She's very pretty." The woman smiles at my Mom, Mom smiles back, the little boy smiles at me, I smile back, genuinely this time. But Nick or whatever his name is didn't even nod.

"So Nick, how do you like it at your new school so far?" asks my mom, clearly trying to make conversation.

Everybody around me is now eating except for me because A, I'm not hungry and B, my Mom only knows how to cook rice with chicken, Dad was the one that cooked exquisite dishes.

"It's okay I guess, nothing special happened." he shrugs it off, the image of him and Sofia making out in the cafeteria flashes before my eyes and I snort a laugh.

Yeah, he totally made out with her and we all watched.

"What's so funny?" Asks my mom.

I look up and find everyone's eyes on me.

"Nothing, just the fact that he was making out with someone else's girlfriend on his first day and he's just shrugging it off like it never happened." I answer honestly, pointing at Nick with my thumb while I explain to them. I feel his burning gaze on the side of my face, literally digging a hole through it.

Like I said, I never lie.

"Nick, I thought we talked about this, no messing around with girls this time around." his Mom gets irritated all of the sudden.

"I'm not, I seriously don't know what this chick is talking about." he defends himself, his eyes still glued to the side of my face.

I do end up grabbing a chicken leg and having a bite cause, well, entertainment.

I wish I could text Amanda about this, her crush is in my house and he's being scolded by his Mom about how not to play around with girls, she's gonna freak when I tell her.

"C'mon, Megan, let the kid have his fun." my mom let's herself in on the family issue.

Of course she would say that.

"No, he is eighteen years old, he's no longer a kid it's high time he started acting like an-"

"Can I please use your bathroom, Mrs Parker?" he cuts off his own mother.

My Mom lets people call her Mrs Parker because she refused to give Dad a divorce so she's still legally married to the man who left her for another family.

"Sure, it's the first door on the-, in fact, Allison will show you." said Mom and I widened my eyes at her, my hand pausing mid air.

She gives me the 'don't you dare argue with me' look and I sigh as I drop the chicken on the plate and get up from the chair.

"I told you to dress decently." She whispers to me, gritting her teeth.

Okay I seriously need my phone or else this woman will literally drive me nuts.

"I thought I was." I whisper back, Nick also withdraws from his seat and starts walking out of the room.

I lead the way upstairs and just point at the bathroom door as I open my bedroom door to get my phone, he literally follows me inside my room.

The heck?

"Uhm, not the bathroom." I turn around to face him, removing the scrunchie from my hair and stroking through. He stares at my movements.

"What the actual fuck is your problem?" He closes the door behind him and slowly walks towards me, tucking his hands in his pockets.

God I hate it when people use that word, it's so sour and offensive.

"Please don't use that language in my house." I raise a warning finger in front of his face, he looks at my finger and then back at my face.

He gives me a weird suspicious look, leaning his head like he's studying my face, I narrow my eyes at him and push my head back.

"Creep." I whisper under my tone.

"Did I by any chance make out with you today?" He asks curiously pointing at me.

He wishes.

"Ew, no." I scowl my face. "I'm the one you bumped into in the hallway, do you not remember me?" I ask in disbelief.

I wonder how many other girls threw themselves at him after Sofia.

His face brightens as he straightens up and says, "oh, shit." he smirks at me, letting his gaze fall down my body, he lets his hand out of his pocket and uses it to run a hand down his jaw, I watch as he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, making it look wet and pink when he releases it.

Okay, what's happening.

Why is he trying to look all hotter?

"So you're being bitchy because you ruined my shirt?" his voice is now raspy and he's standing too close to me so I take one step backwards which makes him chuckle a little.

It's not funny, I get really uncomfortable and anxious when boys stand too close to me, even I don't know why, I guess I'm just boy sick. If that's a thing.

"I don't bite." he assures me in a cocky tone while stepping closer to me again, I don't believe that.

"Please get out of my room." I point to the closed door.

He turns his head to look at the door, his gaze falls back on me and he just stares.

"As you wish, see you around, neighbor." he turns around and exits my bedroom. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Well that was highly stupid and uncomfortable, I never get myself in awkward situations, nonetheless with any boy not even my all time enemy Carl.

I don't hear voices from downstairs so I guess they left, and I'm pretty sure my Mom is gonna kill me for ruining half of that dinner. I grab my phone to text Amanda.

*Find me tomorrow morning, I got tea on the school's new douchebag* I send the text.

She doesn't reply immediately, I toss the phone beside me on the bed and look around my bedroom for something that might interest me tonight.

I notice that my window is open so I walk over to close it, I stick my head out the window to feel the fresh air but I end up spotting Nick in his backyard, sitting on a bench and smoking a cigarette. ugh, he smokes.

Like feeling my eyes on him, he looks up and as an attempt to yank my head back inside, I end up hitting my head against the window frame which hurts like hell.

"Ouch." I whine, rubbing the back of my head to ease the pain.

Dang it, I think he saw me.

He definitely saw you.

"Allison Parker, come down here right this second!" Shouts my Mom from downstairs.

Dramatic of her to call me by my full name.

My phone vibrates on my bed, I crawl to my bed to read a message from Amanda.

*I'll come find you and it better be good* it reads.

Great, now I have to tell her about the part where I embarrassed myself.