The weekend finally arrived, and I was all packed ready to move in with Paul. Jared and Kim showed up early in the morning. They, along with Sam, loaded my things into the back of the truck. Paul showed up when Emily and I were placing the food down on the table.

All through breakfast, Paul was practically bouncing in his seat. Emily finally had enough, and smacked him on the back of his head. He gripped his head and pouted up at her. Kim and I stifled our giggles, while Sam and Jared let out loud chuckles.

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Paul's house was a cozy two story that had a small garden area around the front. The inside was just as cozy. The living room had a large couch and lazy boy positioned around the wooden coffee table. In front of the seats was a stone fireplace and a T.V. The kitchen was really colorful, from the tiles on the floor to the pot holders. I kinda liked it.

The boys got all my stuff from the truck and brought it to my new room while I looked through the fridge for something to make for lunch. The fridge seemed pretty bare, so I was just going to order pizza. I waddled up the stairs to find Paul.

Skimming the upstairs, I noticed that there looked to be four doors upstairs. All were closed except the last one on the right. I walked to that room hoping I can find Paul and Jared. I did, because I could hear their booming laugher. I padded across the floor, hoping to be quiet instead of sounding like a heard of elephants, but the boys must have heard me because Paul met me at the bedroom door. He wore a huge smile that made me want to raise an eyebrow, but I didn't.

"Do you guys want pizza, I was getting ready to order it," I ask while skimming the room. One word could describe it….grey. I mean it too. The walls, curtains, bedspread, and desks were all grey. There was a black CD shelf and dresser and two neon green pillows that stood out from everything else.

"Sure, I'll order for us," Paul said, knocking me out of my thoughts. He moved passed me, his arm brushing against mine, leaving a warm feeling after it. I blinked my eyes to get rid of the thoughts about it. I turned and followed him, with Jared trailing after me.

I sat down on the couch next to Kim and Jared, while Paul took the lazy boy. We were relaxing, watching movies till the pizza came. It came about twenty minutes into the movie. I heaved myself up to answer the door, since I was the closest. I opened the door and there stood Michael Stewarts, one of the gossipers. His smile widened when he recognized me.

"You're in my math class, right?" he asked while trying to place my name. "Rachel Grip, right?" I stared at him with an eyebrow raised.

"Actually, it's Raven Grant, and yes we have math together," I mumble to him, "How much for the pizza?" He gave me the price and I turned to get it from my bag, but someone beat me to it. I turned to look at Paul as he paid Michael. He was giving Michael a glare as he stepped closer to me. I could feel him pressed against my back, his high body temperature made me shutter. He reached for the pizza and began to lead me away from the door, his hot hand placed on the small of my back. I turned my head to look back at Michael, him with a smirk on his lips. My eyes widened.

'Crap,' I thought, 'We're going to hear this at school on Monday.'