Miya
That first week was terrible, to say the least. My phone has been blowing up non-stop since Friday when it became public knowledge who the 'Princess' was. Let me start by saying that this s**t is annoying and I need to either find a way out of it,
or
find a way that I will be able to manipulate these guys into doing exactly what I want without getting to close to them to self - sabotage. This is my time where I would usually call Meg but she's out with family so I'm having a very 'serious' conversation with Jay-jay.
By serious I mean we were talking about the irony of the fact that vegetarians eat animal crackers, did this help my situation at all?
No.
Let me be the first to say that, that is completely ok because I needed a distraction from all of the drama that I didn't choose to be in with school and this stupid competition.
I and Jay finally finish the conversation that basically led to nothing, we head downstairs because he wants me to make him a grilled cheese and I'm a sucker for him.
I notice that there's a moving truck outside, I don't think much of it. Some nice neighbors wouldn't be a terrible thing. After I make Jay-Jay his grill cheese I change into my workout clothes and go for a run around the neighborhood.
The run was a good time to think.
After I get back I head downstairs, I've made it my own mini gym. I wrap my hands and slip on all my gear. I hang the heavy bag and begin the training.
Like I said I'm a fighter. Literally.
Doing drills on the bag, time kinda just fades away, never realizing how long it's been. My mom has to walk in front of the bag to get me to stop. I guess it's already dinner time, I wasn't down there for very long, maybe a half and hour.
I don't usually shower before dinner, I do after. That's just because of how time works for me, well let's just say that time was not on my side for today, I walts right into the dining room just as I always do when I realize that there are more people the usual, four more people to be exact. This was not expected to say the least.
I'm not sure if I was too shocked to move or if my sweat had glued me to the floor but I seemed to be unable to move from my current position no matter how many time my mom was telling me to take a seat and enjoy the meal. Finally, Jay-jay pushed me into the seat and that snapped me back to reality enough for me to be able to see who was also at the table joining our family.
An older looking women and man, most likely the parents, A boy about my age and a girl who was adorable and looked about Jay-Jay's age.
Did I forget to describe the boy a bit , yeah well that's because he is absolutely gorgeous and I don't want to look at him too long because that will make him notice me looking at him and that's creepy plus that would mean that he would be looking at me to know that I was looking at him and I look absolutely gross.
That was confusing, I am so sorry. Forget about that whole description because cute guys make me ramble and say nonsense.
Human terms describing the guy // He f*****g hot.
The dinner was talkative although I was to busy being embarrassed about my appearance to talk or look at anyone. Yes, this means even the insanely attractive guy that was sitting across from me and I could feel his presence.
I asked to be excused and quickly went up to my room after placing the dishes in the dishwasher. I jumped into the shower as soon as I could and took a decent amount of time, I had my own shower in my room because...One I take Forever and two I take really late showers and my mother didn't want me to wake anyone up with the way too loud music that I have 'terrible taste in just like my father' Uh O.k mom whatever you say I'll take the free bathroom.
I heard a knock on the door, it wasn't jay-jay's knock and my mom kinda just walks in whenever she wants so I think it's dad.
It wasn't dad, I open the door drying my hair to be staring at a chest in my face, o.k this was a pleasantly -unpleasant surprise.
"Hi I wanted to formally introduce myself, I'm Mason your new neighbor."
Everything started coming together now.
"Oh-Uh Hey I'm Miya, it's nice to meet you." I hold out my had for him to shake.
He does, he has a strong grip and his knuckles are bruised. I question that, mine are too being as though that I did knuckle strengthing a while back but I'm starting to wonder why his knuckles look so roughed up. Tempted to ask him, I don't. It's really none of my business.
"Well I better be going, don't want to be holding up the fam. It was nice meeting you. We should run sometime together."
Wait, what.
"You run?!" I kinda shout as he's walking down the stairs. "Yep, every night."
With that, he walked out of my life forever...Ha, just kidding you, they did leave though and I went to bed like a normal person living what is my strange life.