"Huh? Oh, some new people are moving in."
Eco watches from his perch in the tree across the street as movers move furtniture into the house. An older looking guy commands them - 'iHe looks too young to be a dad though. Older brother?/i' - as two younger teens stand around the mailbox looking, and likely feeling, generally helpless. One of them is pretty and blonde, just the older one, but the other-
The other one is what catches his eye. Short dark hair, dark eyes, stance a little formal for brothers. Eco smiles, steeples his fingers, and slips off the branch.
How interesting.
Once they're settled in, he makes it his mission to talk to the teenager. It's difficult though - he never goes out when Eco's riding by, though it's obvious that he does if the treehouse in the backyard is slowly getting built, plank by plank. Besides, it wasn't exactly the summer anymore; as soon as they were really settled, the younger brothers would have to go to school, right? He had plenty of time to make his move, in that case.
But he's luckier than that.
On his paper route one evening, he spots him sitting on the porch, reading in the dim light from the broken porchlight. Eco smiles sheepishly - he had done that, in an accident with a rouge newspaper and a flying fish - and readies his arm.
He hits the boy straight in the side of the face.
The teenager looks up, glares, and grabs the newspaper, brandishing it like a dangerous weapon as Eco swerves back around on his bike and sits at the mailbox.
"Watch where you're throwing those!"
"Sorry! My aim's a little off this late. What's your name?"
"-What? Go home! Scat!"
Eco frowns at the dismissal - what is he, a rich kid? - and waves cheerfully.
"You're on my route, so I hope I get to see you again, Mr. Grumpy-Gills!"
Mr. Grumpy-Gills scowls - he can see it in the dim light, and the shadow's countour turns it into something uglier - and Eco bikes off before he can say another word. He returns the same time the next day, and even hangs around for a little while longer to see if Grumpy-Gills will come out, but no dice; he only sees the curtains move back once, then yanked back into place. Eco blows a piece of hair upwards, stretches, and continues on his route. He'd definitely catch him later.