Hello! Thanks for clicking away on this fic, I'm a bit rusty (haven't done this in a few years- 6 to be exact). But anyway, hope you enjoy & I'll see you at the bottom.

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The Boy Next Door

Chapter 1: Peeping-Tom

"Clare!"

Bang Bang Bang

"CLARE! OPEN THIS DOOR!"

Pulling off my headphones, I swung my door open to find my mother's huffing face on the other side, "Ha, sorry I was listening to music." I flashed a sincere smile.

Letting out a sigh my mom rolled her eyes, "All right, whatever. Come down and help me unpack. We have a ton of shit to do before we can call this place 'home'."

She began to head down the staircase to the living room and I followed. I bet you're wondering, 'did Clare's mom just curse?' Hell yeah she just did. Ever since the divorce, my mom has been a changed woman. She and I somehow started to live the good life. Who knew that my dad had so much money hidden away? Well my mom got more than half of it, and this new house is just one of the things we're slowly acquiring.

I feel like my mom has become so much more laid back. She still has her faith, but she's not a slave to it. She's figuring out her own views and honestly, I love it. Do you know how much freedom I have now? A ton. Not that I would abuse it, but it's just great to have that genuine trust with her.

"So, what do you think?" My mom asked as she placed the last book onto the bookshelf. "It looks gorgeous, right? Just look at the chandelier! God, I think I'm going to love this new place."

I stood up from my place on the floor and admired the room, "Yeah, talk about an upgrade- not that our old house was crap or anything!"

"Yeah yeah. But this! This is the good life ha!" Picking up the empty boxes my mom headed towards the kitchen, "What should our first meal be, kiddo? Chinese or pizza?" She emerged from the kitchen; the boxes were gone and replaced in her hands were take out menus.

I plopped on the couch and sunk in, "I can never get tired of pizza. What kind should we get?"

My mom joined me on the couch, "How about everything? Get a supreme?"

"Oh god, we're going all out huh?" I let out a loud laugh, "Let's go for it."

"That's what I'm talking about Clare bear!" She whipped out her IPhone and dialed the number.

I got up from the couch with a quick stretch; I turned back to my mom, "I'm going to explore around a bit, okay?" She nodded her head and began to order.

I walked through the kitchen and leaned against the island counter, looking around the room I thought, 'What an awesome hang out this place could be'

Walking to the double patio doors I swung them open to reveal the backyard.

"Jesus Christ. It's like I'm in fucking Eden." I began to walk around slowly. The backyard still needed some work, but the state of it still wasn't half bad. My mom wanted more fountains put in and a full time gardener. Right now all the vines and flowers grew where they wanted, and how they wanted. "Maybe I'll ask her to put in a fire pit too." I thought out loud.

Walking close to the fence I heard voices "Are you scared?" It was a male's voice.

"Scared of what?" Now a female's voice chimed in.

The boy chuckled, "That you'll like the taste."

"Taste of what?" I whispered to myself. I walked closer to the fence, it was a tall picket fence that was in desperate need of a paint job; you wouldn't have been able to tell from the vines growing all over it.

They continued to talk, "Just put your hand here- yeah right there. Ah, just like that-ah be gentle!" It was the male's voice.

"Are you sure we should be doing this? What if your parents come home?" The girl's voice sounded strained and worried.

'Now I have to see what they're doing'

"Chill out, no one will be coming home anytime soon. Just keep going, yeah, like that."

I started to pull away the vines to reveal the fence; I found a small peep hole and managed to get a perfect view of what they were doing. I almost gasped, but I covered my mouth. Right on the neighbors' patio, there was a blonde girl on her knees; her head fixed bobbing up and down in the lap of a boy dressed all in black.

"Are you for real?" I whispered to myself. Why couldn't they go inside and do some shit like that? But then again, I bet it never crossed their mind that the next door neighbor would be peeking through.

The boy began to moan, telling the blonde to suck harder.

'I don't know why I'm still watching.'

"Clare?" My mom stood at the patio doors and called out, "What're you doing?"

Startled by my mom, I didn't realize my feet had gotten tangled up in the vines.

"Did you hear that?" The blonde girl stopped her task and looked around. "Are those your neighbors?"

As if God was giving her the answer, I lost my footing and smacked my head hard into the fence causing it to do a little wave. "OWWWWW!" I wailed and plopped down into the grass.

"Clare!" My mom rushed over.

I heard scuffling and a door slam, 'Guess I ruined their fun.'

"Clare are you okay? What were you doing so close to the fence?" She began to rub my head, "Were you looking at the neighbors?"

As she helped me I replied, "Yeah, I was being a Peeping-Tom, and now I

regret it."

"Ha, that's what you get." She dusted off her knees and said, "Well come on the pizza is here!"

I followed her inside, still rubbing my sore head.

"Let's make a toast!" My mom had pulled out some wine glasses and a big bottle of red wine.

I raised an eyebrow, "Wine and pizza; how very classy." I took a seat at the counter.

"Oh shut up. Be happy I'm letting you drink," She poured me a glass "You could use a glass after that fight you lost with the fence." She chuckled to herself.

"Haha, very funny." I brought the glass to my lips and inhaled the scent, "So what're we toasting?"

Mom raised her glasses and said, "To a happy, healthy, funny and EXCITING life ahead of us in our new home!"

"Amen to that!" I said as we clicked our glasses together and downed them.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/

You'd make your way in, I resist you just like this

you can't tell me to feel! The truth never set me free
So, I did it myself

you can't be too careful anymore! When all that is waiting for you...

It was my ringtone, "...Hello?" I groggily answered.

"Clare! Did you just wake up? You were supposed to pick me up ten minutes ago!" It was Alli's shrilling voice on the other end.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry. I'll be there in like twenty minutes."

"What! Clare-" I chucked my phone on my bed and darted for the bathroom.

It was the first day of school and already I was going to ruin my attendance with lateness. Washing my face, no time to shower, brushing my teeth. All the while I was planning my outfit: jean skirt, grey tights, red plaid shirt and brown boots- Got it.

I rushed back to my room, threw the clothes on. I took a glance at the mirror and quickly began to fix my bed head. A little bit of hair spray and twirled my finger around a few select curls and ta-da! Not bad! I had to apply some make up too; it didn't take too long.

Before I knew it I was sitting in my green Volkswagen Beetle(it was an 'I'm sorry' gift from my dad) in front of Alli's house.

"Could you have taken ANY longer? You were the one who wanted to be at school early, I could've slept an extra hour." Alli complained as she got into the car.

"Calm down. All I care about is us being on time." I let out a sigh and Alli began to tell me about how she hoped there would be a plethora of new hot guys at Degrassi.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

"Just one more period after this one..." I said quietly to myself as I took a seat in my advanced English class. The day felt super long, I hadn't mentally prepared myself for the first day. Yeah, I said it. Genius Clare didn't want to be in school today.

More students began to fill the room and both the seat in front of me and behind me were left vacant. I let out another sigh, but my breath fell short when I felt hot breath on the nape of my neck,

"I hope you enjoyed the show."

I whipped my head around, practically causing myself injury from whiplash. My wide eyes locked with a green eyed boy.

I caught my cool and replied, "Excuse me?" I tried to make those words sound as tough as possible.

Sliding into the seat behind me, "Looky here, seems like we've been graced with some kind of tough guy" He smirked and then continued, "The show that was oh-so rudely interrupted yesterday in my backyard, Peeping-Tom."

Oh fuck, my face fell and I completely failed at playing it cool. My mouth went dry and all I could say was, "Oh."

He went to make another retort, but Ms. Dawes walked in, and I quickly turned back around to face the front.

'This was going to be an interesting class...'

Just as I thought it, I felt the hot breath on my neck repeating, "This is going to be an interesting class, neighbor." He ended it with a chuckle.

All right! So please give me your opinions! I know I changed up a ton, but if you like, I'll keep updating. I have some tricks up my sleeve, and you better believe I'll be writing some lemon/lime action.

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