Lovers Next Door
Chapter Four
"Who was that?" Quinn asked holding a bowl of oatmeal
"Just my neighbor. His name is Puck. Weird right?" Rachel replied with a laugh
"Puck rhymes with duck!" Brittany smiled
"You like him. Don;t you Berry? Don't deny, I can see it in your eyes." Santana teased
"What? NO! I just met him, all right? My feelings aren't not that fast to respond."
"Rachie?"
"Yes, Britt?"
"Are you sure it's okay if we live here?"
"Yeah, Brittany's right Rach. Wouldn't it be too heavy or something..? Quinn interjected
"Nah, it's all right. Plus my dads wanted me to have roommates too. So, it's totally cool."
"Well okay, Rachel. It's all up to you and your dads. We just don't want to be a hinder you know." Santana smiled lightly
"I said it's cool. Don't worry girls."
Early in the morning, Quinn woke up deciding to go for a jog. Once she got up, she rinsed her oatmeal facial and slipped in her black and pink jogging attire. She tied up her hair in a high pony, the one that she usually wears everyday during her high school. She put on her tennis shoes and grabbed her iPod and made her way out carefully, not wanting to wake the girls.
On the other hand, Brittany woke up by the time Quinn went out. She decided to find Quinn so she headed outside. But, unfortunately there's no sign of her outside, so the tall blonde sat on the hammock as she saw a tall guy stretching at the house in front of theirs.
"Hi good morning. Wow, you're super tall! You must've been the giant in Jack and the Beanstalk." Brittany smiled as he looked up to the man
"Um hi. As you can see, no I am not a giant. I'm just a regular tall person."
"Oh okay. Hi, I'm Brittany S. Pierce."
"Hey, I'm Finn Hudson."
"Hello Finn, nice to meet you! I was just wondering if you like cats. I always wanted one."
"Erm, uh no. I don't like cats. I think they're too disturbing and furry. I have cat allergies tho." Finn gave her an apologetic look
"Oh that's bad."
"But don't worry I have a friend that loves cats as much as you do. He always goes to pet stores and things like that. He also wanted to have a cat but the me and guys refused to."
"Really? Can I meet him?" Brittany brightly smiled
"Well, actually.. um.. he's still asleep. Maybe if he's awake I could introduce you to him."
"Oh, sure! Our house is just over there." Brittany pointed at Rachel's big light orange house "Isn't it pretty?"
"Oh so you're one of Rachel's friends?"
"Yes."
"Okay cool. I will introduce you to Mike if he's awake."
"Hey I know a Mike too!"
"Hmm, interesting. Well that's probably not him tho."
"Maybe. Well, nice meeting you Finny bear!" Brittany smiled at the dude
"Yeah, you too Britt."
[Sam's POV]
I was walking back, bouncing his basketball up and down to our house after my usual morning jogging and basketball routine. I am really determined to be fit and mostly be healthy. That way, I could live longer. Uh, what am I saying? I'm sounding like a PE geek. My thoughts were all cut when my basketball came out of my grip and it bounced and bounced and bounced.
"Ouch!" I'm sure someone was hit by my ball. It sounds more like a lady
I walked over to the girl. Her hair's blonde, her perfectly shaped body was showing off with the spandex material she's wearing. Her skin's flawless. Like an angel, maybe?
"Miss, are you all right?" was all that came out of my freaking huge mouth
"I'm hitted by a ball and I'm all right? Great huh?" she angrily said facing to me
IT WAS HER! Rachel's other blonde friend. The one who caught my eye! She's very very beautiful in person. She looks like an angel! Well, an angry angel tho. But her eyes! They're almost like gold liquid. Beautiful and lustrous. Her lips were red and luscious. Her face was just perfect! PERFECT.
"Hello, blonde to Earth! Are you still alive or something?" I heard her speak waving a hand in front of my face
"Um, I'm really sorry, Miss. I didn't mean to h.."
"Enough with the explanations blondie. You should be thankful that I wouldn't do anything to you right now. Next time, keep the ball remain. Got it?" she looked at me, brows furrowed together
"Gotcha! And the name's Sam, not blondie."
"Good. Thank God you understand, Sam."
By that phrase she turned around about to jog away. I need to stop her!
"Wait, I didn't catch your name." I said looking at her
"What? Why do you want to know anyway?"
"Because... maybe we could be friends?" I said slowly
She scoffed "Strangers aren't supposed to be friends, especially if they met in a bad way."
"Well, I said I was sorry. I could say it over and over again just for you."
She glared at me "Save it blonde! Now go back to where you belong!" She turned her back and started to jog away.
She might have noticed I'm also jogging in the same direction as her so she faced to me again.
"Why are you following me?!" she partly yelled
"No I'm not! I live here. That's my house." I explained pointing to our mint green painted house "Now can I please know your name?"
She was about to open her mouth but it was cut of by a scream.
"QUINN!" a loud voice called and I saw a Latina waving at her
"Quinn? Your name is perfect!" I smiled at her
"So you already know my name so can you leave me alone?! You're not making my day!" She glared at me as she turned her back stomping off.
I was just beyond happy to know her name! Quinn Quinn Quinn Quinn. That name revolves around my world. And that girl named Quinn rocked the world of the one and only Sam Evans.