Chapter 2

Jake's P.O.V

"Jacob…" I hear say my name worriedly and I know I've been staring at her granddaughter for way too long but I can't help myself. Not when she's wearing that soft blush on her nice pale cheeks. I want to look away but our eyes are connected. She won't look away either.

"Jake?" I heard my mom call from beside me and I snap. She not angry or crazy, but maybe it's because we're not alone. I blink a couple of times before I step back and clear my throat.

"Nice to meet you. Excuse me" I said lowering my head and passing by my mother. I'm afraid that if I look up again I might stare. I go up to my room before my mom even has a chance to close the front door.

I don't know what happened. That has never happened to me before. It's not like it's the first time I've seen a beautiful girl, the town is filled with them but there is something about her. Maybe the innocence in her eyes or the way she had a small smile on her lips. I don't know. I just know that I can't stop thinking about her.

I try to shake away the event and begin to clean my room. My mother always says it's a mess but I beg to differ but I don't argue with her. I know better than that. I clean and toss around a couple of thing, just enough to make my mother happy and then I hear a voice.

"Wow… they told me I was going to see you soon but I didn't expect it to be this soon" a female voice rang behind me. I stood frozen, knowing very well that the only thing behind me is my window that is only inches away from Mr and empty room. I turn around and see the blue eye girl leaning against the window, smiling at me.

"That's your room?" I asked the first thing that popped into my head.

"Yes" she giggled, looking inside and then back at me. "They said since I was staying for so long they would let me take this room. Is a lot bigger than the guest room" she explained. Well that explained the shoving noises I heard a couple of morning ago. "So… who is your house so close my grandma's house?" she asked bluntly and I can't help but chuckle.

I let a dirty t-shirt fall back on the ground and make my way towards the window. "I don't know. It's always been that way" I say and sit down on the edge of the window, my eyes on hers again.

"It's weird. No Privacy" she said with a pout.

"Lots of privacy back where you're from?" I ask.

"Tons" she said. "We're big on ignoring your neighbor kind of thing" she says. As we seat there smiling at each other, I realize how easy she is to talk to and I just met her. Usually with new people I stay quiet and serious, reading their every expression and action but not with Marley Rose. With her I'm smiling.

"Does that mean you're going to ignore me?" I asked, raising my eyebrow and she giggles.

"I haven't decided yet. I'll let you know" she grins and I chuckle.

"You know, your grandma was right. You are a good girl" I said with a smirk. I try to keep my cool because in no way I wanted to say that out loud. I'm afraid that offended her and for a moment I can almost see the scene in head but she laughs instead.

"You say that like it's a bad thing" she says and tilts her head because in my mind there was no way she could look more adorable, until now.

"I didn't say that" I said.

"I know but you made it seem as you did" she said with a small pout but then she smiles again. "In that case my grandma was wrong about you. You don't look like a good boy. You look like a bad boy" she says and I know she doesn't fully believe it and I can't blame her. She makes me not feel like a bad boy.

"You say that like it's a bad thing" I said and we smile at each other again. I'm about to say something else when her grandmother calls out her name and she snaps her head back.

"Coming!" she screams back and backs away from the window looking back at me again. "I'll see you later Jacob" she says.

"It's Jake. Just Jake" I say and smiles because she already knows.

"Okay, Just Jake. I'll see you later" and then she's gone. I stare at the doorway for a little while longer before I back away from the window as well. I turn around and continue cleaning my room but this time I feel different. Once again I can't seem to stop thinking about her eyes or her smile and it's driving me crazy.

I shake my head and put on music to drown my thoughts. This is the last thing I want to happen. I don't need thinking about the new girl or her cute amazing smile. I'm not that guy. She doesn't want a guy like me and I shouldn't want a girl like her.

It's just the way it is and I've accepted it and yet she stays in my mind, batting her eyes and smiling at me and there is nothing I can really do to make it stop and funny thing is, I might not want it to stop.