The Boy Next Door
How to make boys next door out of assholes
"Veronica!"
"hmmmmm"
"Are you even listening to me!?"
"mhhhmmm"
"what did I ask you then?"
"mhhhmmm"
"VERONICA!"
"yeah mom what?"
"Veronica Haynes if you do not start behaving I will...."
Blablablah something about school, my behavior and chores, I couldn't give a fuck even if I wanted too, when will my mom understand that. Ugh, I just want to listen to my music and sleep in peace but nooo Mrs.Bitch here wants to do her daily nagging.
"Do you understand?!"
"sure whatever" I flopped on my bed and used my pillow to cover my ears. She groaned and gave up about time woman. She did this every single day, I'm not even kidding. Most of the time it was about my behavior. So what? I've been suspended four times in the passed two months whats the big deal. I'm surprised they haven't expelled me yet. Adults need to chill the fuck out, man.
I laid on my king sized bed as my eyes started to close but as always, I was disturbed by my oh so lovely mother yelling my name
"VERONICA GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!"
I groaned and got up, fixed my hair a bit and walked downstairs. She was frantically tying and ribbon on to a box filled with cookies she mad earlier.
"Veronica would you be a sweetheart and send these to the new neighbors next door"
"I could but then again-"
"Just fucking do it" Oh mom, you're such a great influence.
"whatever"
"put a nice dress on or something just look presentable and-" Before she could finish her yapping, I slammed the front door shut and walked over to the house. I was wearing what I wore almost everyday off my life, a black muscle tee leather jacket, skinny jeans and combat boots. Eh, I've looked worse. It was already 11 pm, this family should be asleep, why would she make me send this now.
The doorbell rang as I stood in front of the dark, wooden door. I shifted my weight onto my left leg as my forearm leaned against the frame of the door. I fumbled with my lip ring that my mother absolutely despises. There was a few yells and stumbles before the door swung open.
A boy, around my age I'm guessing,opened the door. I scanned him head to toe, not much to look at considering he was shorter than me. He had a nose and lip ring, black hair and hazel eyes.
"Like what you see honey" he smirked,
"Not much to see short shit"
"Oooh a bitchy one I see"
"Oooh another asshole I see"
I stepped back and looked at me, his eyes went up and down my body before replying with
"Meh I've done better," Oh what a douche, I can already see the girls at school swooning over him, "name?"
"Veronica..." OH WHAT. IS HE STARING AT MY BOOBS?! WHAT THE FLIPPIN SHIT. WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS. MOTHERFUCK- okay, calm down Veronica. He must have seen me glaring at him, he brought his gaze up to mine and smirked
"nice rack"Are you fucking kidding me? Oh fuck this, I squinted my eyes and stared at his crotch, tilting my head a little. Hoping that motherfucker understood what I meant. He opened his mouth, to call me a bitch or something but there was yelling coming from inside.
"OH FRANKIE WHO'S AT THE DOOR?"
I snickered at the thought of his name, hah, Frankie. what a douchebag. What type of fucking name is that, acts all tough and shit but has the name of a baby.
A tall lady appeared behind 'frankie' and smiled sweetly at me
"Oh hello darling, you must be our neighbor" yeah no shit lady
"oh yeah here you go" I put a fake smile on
"Did you make these? they smell delicious" Oh this fucking lady. Can't she just take the flippin cookies and let me leave.
"Uhh no my mom made it and forced me to bring it here, and I'm pretty sure she just bought cookie dough so don't get your hopes up." Wow that sounded much bitchier than expected.
"ohh" She raised her eyebrow, turned around and walked away.
"How polite of you" he said sarcastically after, who I'm assuming is his mom, left.
"Well get used to it"
Not wanting to hear anymore bullshit, I turned away and walked back to my house. Once I reached my door, I looked over at their house. He was still standing there, leaning against the door frame, with that stupid smirk of his. I waved at him once then proceeded to flip him off.
The door slammed shut behind me as I ran back to my room,Jesus all I wanted tonight was some fucking sleep.
"hmmmmm"
"Are you even listening to me!?"
"mhhhmmm"
"what did I ask you then?"
"mhhhmmm"
"VERONICA!"
"yeah mom what?"
"Veronica Haynes if you do not start behaving I will...."
Blablablah something about school, my behavior and chores, I couldn't give a fuck even if I wanted too, when will my mom understand that. Ugh, I just want to listen to my music and sleep in peace but nooo Mrs.Bitch here wants to do her daily nagging.
"Do you understand?!"
"sure whatever" I flopped on my bed and used my pillow to cover my ears. She groaned and gave up about time woman. She did this every single day, I'm not even kidding. Most of the time it was about my behavior. So what? I've been suspended four times in the passed two months whats the big deal. I'm surprised they haven't expelled me yet. Adults need to chill the fuck out, man.
I laid on my king sized bed as my eyes started to close but as always, I was disturbed by my oh so lovely mother yelling my name
"VERONICA GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!"
I groaned and got up, fixed my hair a bit and walked downstairs. She was frantically tying and ribbon on to a box filled with cookies she mad earlier.
"Veronica would you be a sweetheart and send these to the new neighbors next door"
"I could but then again-"
"Just fucking do it" Oh mom, you're such a great influence.
"whatever"
"put a nice dress on or something just look presentable and-" Before she could finish her yapping, I slammed the front door shut and walked over to the house. I was wearing what I wore almost everyday off my life, a black muscle tee leather jacket, skinny jeans and combat boots. Eh, I've looked worse. It was already 11 pm, this family should be asleep, why would she make me send this now.
The doorbell rang as I stood in front of the dark, wooden door. I shifted my weight onto my left leg as my forearm leaned against the frame of the door. I fumbled with my lip ring that my mother absolutely despises. There was a few yells and stumbles before the door swung open.
A boy, around my age I'm guessing,opened the door. I scanned him head to toe, not much to look at considering he was shorter than me. He had a nose and lip ring, black hair and hazel eyes.
"Like what you see honey" he smirked,
"Not much to see short shit"
"Oooh a bitchy one I see"
"Oooh another asshole I see"
I stepped back and looked at me, his eyes went up and down my body before replying with
"Meh I've done better," Oh what a douche, I can already see the girls at school swooning over him, "name?"
"Veronica..." OH WHAT. IS HE STARING AT MY BOOBS?! WHAT THE FLIPPIN SHIT. WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS. MOTHERFUCK- okay, calm down Veronica. He must have seen me glaring at him, he brought his gaze up to mine and smirked
"nice rack"Are you fucking kidding me? Oh fuck this, I squinted my eyes and stared at his crotch, tilting my head a little. Hoping that motherfucker understood what I meant. He opened his mouth, to call me a bitch or something but there was yelling coming from inside.
"OH FRANKIE WHO'S AT THE DOOR?"
I snickered at the thought of his name, hah, Frankie. what a douchebag. What type of fucking name is that, acts all tough and shit but has the name of a baby.
A tall lady appeared behind 'frankie' and smiled sweetly at me
"Oh hello darling, you must be our neighbor" yeah no shit lady
"oh yeah here you go" I put a fake smile on
"Did you make these? they smell delicious" Oh this fucking lady. Can't she just take the flippin cookies and let me leave.
"Uhh no my mom made it and forced me to bring it here, and I'm pretty sure she just bought cookie dough so don't get your hopes up." Wow that sounded much bitchier than expected.
"ohh" She raised her eyebrow, turned around and walked away.
"How polite of you" he said sarcastically after, who I'm assuming is his mom, left.
"Well get used to it"
Not wanting to hear anymore bullshit, I turned away and walked back to my house. Once I reached my door, I looked over at their house. He was still standing there, leaning against the door frame, with that stupid smirk of his. I waved at him once then proceeded to flip him off.
The door slammed shut behind me as I ran back to my room,Jesus all I wanted tonight was some fucking sleep.
Notes
huhuhu theres probably millions of spelling errors bc I dont re-read it
*rose's voice* come back! Come back!
10/23/14