Creepy Neighbors

School seemed to go by pretty fast that day. After my last class, I went back to my locker, grabbed my cell phone along with a few books, and headed outside to catch the bus. On my way out there, I spotted Shawn standing in a dark corner near the stadium. I was about to call him over but then some guy on a huge Harley Davidson motorcycle rode up to him. The man had to be at least 7ft tall, with long black hair and tattoos covering his arms. He wore a pair of sunglasses over his eyes, a black t-shirt, black jeans and black boots…creepy.

"Serena what are you doing?"

I was shaken from my stare a moment later by my friend Melissa. She was a sweet girl who I had met in eight grade during my cheerleading faze. We'd been friends ever since, and planned to keep it that way.

"Oh, nothing…I just thought I saw Shawn talking to some new guy." I said as we headed toward the bus.

"You probably did," she said. "Didn't you see your new neighbors moving in next door?"

I shook my head, "No not at all. I was too busy arguing with my dad this morning to notice anything new."

She laughed and shook her head, "You two never argue…what was it about?"

"Just about me going to see him wrestle. He thinks I can't handle myself basically."

"What's so hard about sitting in a chair and watching a match?" she said as we took our seats on the bus.

I giggled at her sarcasm. "It's not me he's worried about. It's the other wrestlers."

She nodded, "ah…well they aren't allowed to touch you so he needs to calm down,"

"That he does." I said as I turned my attention back to Shawn and the other guy. "I wonder who he is."

She looked out the window staring at the two guys. "Well…he's definitely hot."

My eyes widened, "Melissa!"

"What? Come on, don't try to tell me you weren't eyeballing those muscles and that sexy wave of hair going down his back."

I rolled my eyes at her, but inside I knew she was right. He definitely wasn't bad looking from this view…but I didn't know him so…I wasn't going to bother. I tried to drop my gaze from them as our bus passed, but he suddenly looked up in my direction. I felt as though I was trapped in a trance as our eyes stayed locked on one another. I had no clue who he was, but if I would have known then…I would have changed my mind about going to the show.

When I got off the bus to go home, Melissa and I came face to face with Shawn who was on the corner of the stop. I looked at him in disbelief.

"How did you get here so fast?" I asked him.

He smiled, "Oh your new neighbors are friends of mine."

"Neighbors?" I said as we all started walking, "How many are there?"

"Just two I believe. They live next door to you." He said.

I glanced at Melissa who was smiling, "Are they guys?"

"Yes. I think you girls saw one of them earlier when you were on the bus." He said.

"The guy on the motorcycle?"

He nodded, "Yeah, his name is…Mark."

"Mark huh? Sounds interesting, what about the other guy?" I asked.

"Oh I'm not certain of what his name is, just make sure you're careful around them. They aren't ones to meddle around with." He explained.

I nodded, "Ok."

Upon getting to my place, I immediately noticed the two men who were my new neighbors. The one I had seen earlier, was in his driveway cleaning his beautiful motorcycle. He wasn't wearing a shirt either but I tried not to stare for too long. As for the other man, he was just as tall as the biker guy, only his hair was pulled back into a tight braid and he was heavy set. I didn't know why but he looked strangely familiar to me. I shook off the thought and crossed the street get to my house.

Though Shawn asked me not to meddle around with them, they sure as hell didn't mind staring me down as I punched in the numbers to my gate at home. Damn, why must Shawn and Melissa live in another area of this neighborhood?

Once the gate opened, I immediately noticed that my dad's truck wasn't there. I sighed deeply as I got my keys out of my purse and walked up to the porch. There was a note on the door with my name on it. I took it down and opened it up, reading it to myself.

"Dear Serena, I had to make an appearance in Dallas tonight. Sorry I won't be home until Saturday night so please take care of the house and yourself. Don't talk to any strangers and please lock up the place whether you're inside or not. Love you and I'll call you when I can. Love Dad."

I shook my head as I crumpled up the letter and tossed it over my shoulder. "Great dad…"

I unlocked my door and stepped inside the house, feeling as though my neighbors were watching me the entire time. I locked the door and then put in the security code that not only set the alarm, but closed and locked the front gate as well. I sat my book bag down on the couch and then opened up the windows.

As soon as I opened up the window on the side, I jumped back when I saw the biker guy standing on his porch, looking directly at me. I kept my eyes on him as he stared at me with a smirk on his face. Who in the hell was this guy?

My house phone suddenly rang, making me jump once again. I closed my eyes and put my hand on my head. "Get it together Serena." I said to myself before walking out of view of the window. I picked up the phone and checked the caller ID.

"Hello Shawn." I said.

He laughed, "I keep forgetting that you have caller ID."

"Yeah well you know how my father is…he has to keep my safe." I said as I took the phone and walked to the kitchen.

"Where is your father?" he asked.

I sighed, "In Dallas on business I guess."

"So you're all alone then?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yep." I said as I opened the refrigerator and pulled out some juice.

Shawn chuckled, "Man, for a guy who's afraid of what could happen to you…he's making some pretty risky moves."

I giggled as I grabbed a glass from the cabinet.

"So what are you doing for the rest of the weekend?" he asked. "I was thinking maybe I could introduce you to my friends."

"You mean my creepy neighbors next door?" I said. "No thanks."

"Come on, they aren't as bad as they look." He said. "Trust me I know you'll love them."

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever. When do you want to do this?"

"I was thinking tonight…maybe at your place?" he asked.

I gave it some thought knowing that my dad would kill me if I let some strangers into my house. "I don't know if my place is such a good idea Shawn. What if my dad comes back early?"

"Oh he won't come back early. Trust me on this one." He said.

I sighed, "It's risky Shawn."

"Puh-leeeaaase? I'll totally owe you one." He said.

I smiled knowing I couldn't say no to Shawn after he planned on taking me to see Raw next week.

"Oh alright. Come by around eight." I said.

"Sweet! Can we make this a pajama party?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes, "Good-bye Shawn."

He laughed, "Good-bye, and I'm serious."

"Whatever silly." I said as I hung up the phone. I sure hoped this wasn't going to be a huge mistake. I really couldn't afford to piss off my father and get grounded before I had a chance to see Raw.