Greg POV.

I roll over my hair in my face, I move it out of my eyes before getting up.

I grab my Iphone and see i have an instagram notification, 122 people liked my selfie off me lead in bed.

I smirk and my dad calls me fugly.

I log onto Facebook, 152 people liked my status about the first week of summer.

I scroll down I see my stalker Evans, getting harassed by some hot chick's that go are school.

Skye is an actual stalker, she smells me in English! And always stares at me!

I can't get rid of her! Especially seem as she lives next door.

I feel sorry for the girl she does get bullied but she shouldn't be such a weirdo.

I change into a white v-neck t-shirt, black skinny jeans and navy vans, I do my hair and go downstairs.

Becky and Bean are already playing in the back garden, with Skye?!

I gulp.

No no no no no no no no no no no no!

I don't want the dwarf blonde playing with my baby sister.

I hesitantly walk into the garden.

Skye looks up and flushes red "Hey Greg!"

"Crazy" I greet, she frowns but then smiles brightly.

"Becky why don't me, you and bean go inside?" I ask looking at Skye.

"Greggy, it's sunny!" Becky pouts "And I like Skye!"

"At least someone does" I mutter, Skye heard, I think because she bit her lip, her eyes glossy.

"So Greg, I Hope we get to sit next to each other again next year"

I inwardly groan, I always get sat next to her because her last name begins with E and mine begins with F.

"Well maybe not next year or ever" I said the last part quietly.

Skye gave me another smile but she looked like she was going to cry "Well you never know"

Becky jumps into my arms, I kiss her forehead.

"Aww" Skye gushes, making me glare at the blonde dwarf.

"I don't need your commentary" I snap.

"Sorry" She mumbles looking down.

Dad walks out into the garden "Skye! How are you?"

Skye grins "I'm good Lenny, how are you?"

"I'm great, it's nice to see you. I didn't know you and Greg we're friends"

"We're not" I hiss.

"Be nice" Dad scolds "Or I'm grounding you"

"It's fine Lenny, Greg was actually being nice too me but I started being mean"

She was defending me?

Was she on crack?

She has to be on friggen crack.

"Oh I see" Dad says suspiciously "I'm going out now, Greg watch the kids" He says before leaving.

"I didn't need you trying to make me be your friend" I snap "I will never be your friend"

"Never is a strong word"

I smirk "So is hate but I still think of it whenever I see you"

"Don't worry Greg I promise you'll stop hating me!" Skye chirps.

"I highly doubt it"

"You just need to stop listening to your friends"

I narrow my eyes "Excuse me?"

Her big green eyes widen "Uh...I-I-I just- meant t-that before you started hanging around with your s-so called friends, you-you use to be nice. Like w-when you hung out with Andre"

I roll my eyes "Piss off! I don't want you near me!" I snap.

Skye nods and leaves the garden.

Becky hits my knee "Greggy! I like Skye! Don't be mean"

"Becky, Skye is werid" I say before picking her and bean up and taking them inside.

Mum walks through the front door "Did you know Skye next door is living on her own? Her parents forgot to get a sitter or to ask someone if they can take her in"

"So? I'd be that rushed to get away from her"

"Greg!" Mum scolds "Well she's staying with her"

My eyes widen "No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no! WHY?! THAT IS NOT LIVING IN MY HOUSE!" I yell.

"Greg! Stop being rude! She is staying with us. End of discussion"

I groan flopping on the floor.

My life is over.

over.

Dead before I even started living.

Skye walks into the house with a suitcase, I quickly take it off her.

"Nope! Go back to your own house!"

She tries to snatch it but I'm a foot taller "LEAVE ME ALONE STALKER!" I yell throwing her suitcase outside.

Skye goes and gets it from outside.

"NO!" I yell, sighing loudly.

"I'm sorry" Skye says, I trip her up making her fall flat face.

"Sorry" I say laughing, she doesn't say anything but just goes to wear my mum is in the next room.

Later that night...

I go downstairs for dinner, I see Skye stood their wear a tight tank top with Hollister joggers, she has massive jugs.

Hoochie mama!

"Greg!" She greets grinning.

"Ugly" I greet back.

"And I used to have a crush on you"

"Puh-lease blondie, you still love me" I smirk.

Skye snorts "As if! Today I realized how arrogant you are"

"Look who's finally grown a backbone"

She rolls her eyes "I always have but I wanted you to like me, now I don't care"

"Yes you do!"

"No i don't!"

"Well you get to live with your crush now,.aren't you lucky" I tease.

"I don't like you anymore!"

I laugh "And I believe you!"

"I will smack you!"

I snort "You're not even five foot what damage could you do"

Skye smirks before kneeing me in the balls.

I drop to my knees "I hate you" I croak out .

The blonde sticks her middle finger up at me.

I like this new Skye, well more than the older her she's less creepy and more Fiesty.

"At least you talk now" I murmur.

Skye let's out a small laugh before pushing me over but I grab her wrists making us fall on top of each other.

"GET OFF ME!" I yell pushing her off making her scream.

"What?" I ask.

"RAT!"

I scream loudly and jump on the sofa as I see a black rat run through the house.

"I'm gonna get the plauge!" Skye screams joining me in the sofa, I hold in my arms until the rat leaves.

We share a look and realize we're hugging each other so we scream again and pull apart.

Becky walks into the living room stroking the rat "He's called Borris"

AN.

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