Hi!This is my first story so pleaaase tell me what you think and if I should continue it or not.
Prologue
Party. It was the only thing that Katniss thought about without hesitation, and that annoyed me a lot. Look, parties are good, when everyone is expecting for them. Imagine coming back from a brief visit to your mother's grave and find the house taken over by a bunch of drunk teenagers, some struggling to stand, some making out and some walking around with an alcohol breath right on your face trying to flirt with you.
Tragic, isn't? Well, that's how things have been working lately. My mom died with cancer on the lungs and left the house just for me. I was planning to live there on my own, but my best friends are the best friends ever and really wanted to get out of their parents' houses, so Annie Cresta and Katniss Everdeen came to live with me. It was nice, despite the fact that they're always throwing parties without asking me. In other words, they get the fun and I get the cleaning, it's PERFECT! (Please, notice my sarcasm)
Brookline, a small city on Boston, practically inexistent to 85% of the American population. Living in a small city has its ups and downs. Ups: You get to meet all the hot guys on your school. Down: News spread really fast.
Depending on the new, this could also be an up. The news spreading right now is about the new family that just moved to the city and has a bakery down the street I live on. The first time I actually saw them, I was counting coins to check if I had enough to buy flowers to my mom, and they parked the car in front of their bakery. I stopped, and out of curiosity, stared at them. A small woman got out of the car, followed by a tall and strong man with slightly gray hair. I began to wonder why the car is so great just to two people when the rear doors opened.
The first to get out was a tall, muscled, blond boy, he was looking at bakery in a really happy way. Then another muscled boy got out of the car, this one was taller than the first one and had light brown hair that reminded his mother's and his eyes were shimmering green and were focused on his cellphone screen. The last people to get out of the car made me lose my breath, literally. Just like the others, he was tall and muscled, but was kind of a mix of them all. He had broad shoulders and blonde hair like the first boy, but was probably as tall as the second one. And when he looked around, I noticed that his eyes were blue, but around the pupil, they were really green.
When I felt his eyes on me, I shivered. His eyes were clearly challenging and had touch of menace, but I didn't break the eye contact, I just stared at him. After a couple of seconds he shrugged and went into the bakery.
If it's a sin to spend the whole day thinking about a boy who you've barely met...Well, then I am going to hell.