A/N: I am evil! I am literally the worst person ever. There is no one worse than me. But I have excuses! I had 6 tests in the past two weeks and 2 projects and a term paper all due this week. I really feel bad especially after I promised a chapter after 1 week by the latest and maybe earlier if I got five reviews. I got six. Please kill me. I deserve it. Anywho, while I am writing you this authors note I am listening to a wonderful song called Welcome to the Black Parade. Look it up if you like emo-punk and indie. So… on with the story!
FPOV
This is weird. Really weird. One second I was sleeping soundly and the next I was abruptly awoken by my overly excited sister screaming something about moving truck, neighbors, and dinner. I decided to blow it off and wander back into the warm embrace of sleep when I was attacked by the equivalent of a grizzly bear with bright pink nails. After I finally got my dearest adoptive sister to settle down and to stop hyperventilating, I was able to understand what she was saying.
" ZOMG! The new neighbors are finally here and they seem sooooo nice! I mean I haven't actually talked to them, but the still seem really nice. Like they look nice. But anyway, they're getting out of the car so come look!"
I reluctantly followed her downstairs to the window that had the best view of the driveway when I noticed a woman with dark brown hair and tan skin get out of the car. She was short and had meat on her bones but wasn't fat. She wore wire rimmed glasses that made her look smart and a smile on her face that told me that she wasn't all business. Then a smaller version of the woman came hurdling out of the car at lightning speed. She was thinner than the woman and had pin-straight long brown almost black hair with bangs. She was pretty, but more cute than hot. The next girl to come out was smoking hot. She had long tan legs that seem to go on forever and beautiful brown curls with natural blonde highlights that went down to her mid back. She was stunning and someone that I would definitely like to hook up with.
I was dragged from my thoughts by Nudge shaking me violently. For someone so small, she sure had quite the grip.
"So?! What do you think? I think they look cool. The dark haired is a year younger than us and the blonde one is 16, like us. I think that we could be really good friends, don't you? Oh yeah! I almost forgot, I made mom invite them over for dinner so you have to shower. And PLEASE wear something other than black!" Nudge said.
Before I had even gotten to reply she ran back into her bedroom. God, what am I going to do with her?
So, my name is Nick (Fang) Walker. That over-talkative fashionista was my adopted sister Nudge. Her real name is Monique, but everyone calls her Nudge. My parents adopted her when she was 5 and I was turning 6 in four months. My mom and dad had always wanted a second child after I was born, but my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer and could no longer have children. They decided to adopt a baby girl, but when they went to the orphanage they fell in love with her. I was a little surprised when they brought her home, but it was a pleasant surprise. They told me that she was my early birthday present and I was so happy.
Me and my family moved to Boca Raton, Florida right after we got Nudge and we've lived in the same house ever since. The girl who lived in the house next to us was named Bridget and she was a nice girl that I would've been attracted to if we were not like siblings. The girl in the house next to the new people's house is Lissa. She is a smoking hot redhead whose pants I would love to get into. She's a bit of a prep and moved into town a little over a year ago. Her and Bridget were best friends and you can tell that her moving has really taken its toll on Lissa. She has quite a few other friends, but Bridget was her definitely her best. She was co-captain of the cheerleading squad with Bridget and was probably the second most popular girl in school. Everyone loves Lissa. She just has this quality about her that makes people like her. According to rumors, she hasn't had her flower plucked and like to be the one to accomplish that feat A/N: See, he's kind of a total douche bucket. But it gets better. Promise!
Now back to me. I was the captain of the football team last year and plan on keeping it that way. I am also the most popular guy at school, without a doubt. Girls just sort of flock to me. What are ya gonna do? I usually wear all black. Maybe throw in a bit of navy or dark red in there, but usually it's all black.
Anyways, I took a shower just as my sister had instructed me and tried to figure out what to wear. I pulled out a pair of black jeans and a navy Polo with my classic, worn Chucks. I am either wearing cleats or Chucks. There is no other option except for barefoot. As I walk down stairs I realize that it's only five and they're not getting here 'til seven-ish so I just go to my bedroom and watch some SpongeBob. There ain't nothing better that SpongeBob!
A/N: Sorry this chapter isn't as long as my other one, but I really wanted to update before tomorrow. I am so sorry once again for taking so long to update. I am so appreciative of my reviews and hope for some more. Spring break is finally starting and I will be updating a lot, so be prepared!
Question of the chapter: Same as last week and what is your favorite song?
I didn't get many answers and I honestly want to know so please answer
Pip pip cheerio, have a wonderful Sunday! FH