Down the Street

Jessica is just your average 16 year old girl. but ever since this new kid had moved into a house next door she has had a slight crush on him. They go to different schools but are always seeing eachother around the neighborhood.
One day Jess is riding her bike back home from school. Noticeing an unknown car parked in the drive way. She walkes in the house to see a guy with emerald green eyes and curly brown hair. AKA the boy down the street


1. Company

     Jess's POV

Just like any other school day I was riding my bike back home from school. It was pretty nice weather today considering it was spring. A bit windy, but nice.  i pulled up into my drive way noticing an unfamiliar car parked there. It was a nice silver BMW. I parked my bike and walked inside."Mom, I am home" I yelled from the kitchen. I heard her voice reply" Jess, darling come to the living room."I did as she instructed. I saw her sitting on the couch with I guess a new friend of hers. "Jessica this is Anne. Do you remember her from when she moved here last year woth her son.." my mom said. "Harry" Anne replied. "O yes Harry. He is such a fine lad, Anne" my mom said."Well it was nice meeting you!" I said. As I walked up the stairs into my room I heard my mom say something to me. But it was very faint.

     I walked into my room and threw my bag on the floor. Not even looking up I made my way to my desk. When I bumped into something. I had no idea of what it could have possiblybeen."OW!" I said. "I am so sorry" I heard a deep voice say in reply. I looked up seeing a boy around my age with curly brown hair and the greenest eyes. Emerald green. I blushed slightly not knowing what to say to a complete stranger whom had in some way  got into my room. I am guessing that this stranger is Harry, Anne'son. "Sorry that was all my fault!" he said looking down at his feet. "don't sweat it' I replyed.

He smiled a bit but that was it. There was just an akward silence for about five minutes. I looked up at him. I wanted to break the silence but I didn't know what to say. " So you are..." I said. I already knew his name but it doesnt hurt to double check. "Harry" he said. " So you are Anne's son, rite" I replyed. "yeah" He said.

    "Harry" I heard a voice say from down stairs. "It is time to go!" He said good bye and then left.

   I actually did know who he was though. I knew him and his mom Anne moved in last year. No! I am not a stocker but ever since he  moved into a house near by I just knew it was love at first sight. Well, at least for me.



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