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🖤The Bad Boy Hates Me🖤

💘(He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not)💔

Blurb📖

What do you do when the person you've always loved is the same person who keeps hurting you the most?

That's something Allison McConnell would like to know.

Allison has had feelings for Derris Fox for as long as she could remember. Unfortunately, she wasn't the only one. As a musician and actor known worldwide, Derris was the dream of every girl and popular as he was, he was way out of her league. Allison thought she was doomed to be just one of his many fangirls until fate caused them to cross paths.

Unfortunately, what would have been a dream come true for her turned out to be a nightmare after circumstances led to Derris developing an intense dislike for her.

Still struggling with issues at home along with her complicated relationship with Derris, Allison has to handle being the object of affection of the equally handsome Max Crest, Derris' best friend which inadvertently puts tension between the two friends.

As tensions heightens and Allison battles her feelings and enemies alike, will she make the right choice or will a sinister plot by a clingy ex ruin her chances at ‘happily ever after’?


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Episode 7 🔥🔥

Rylie's POV💋







Hey everyone! And happy Easter!

I know it's been a while since you guys heard from me and I apologise for that. I had a bad phone so I couldn't really post much. Thankfully, I've gotten a new phone and I'm ready to continue The Player Next Door.

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P. S.: Episode 7 has been uploaded on the page and it's amazing!

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🖤💋The Player Next Door💋🖤

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Episode 6🔥🔥

💋Rylie's POV💋

"Why exactly did you do it?" Blake said all of a sudden as he closed the door of the classroom behind him.

"You're one to talk. What did you do?"

"What? What exactly are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about?" I yelled back.

"Okay. How about this? Did you or did you not share a video of us kissing last night?"

"Wait what!? That got out!?"

"You didn't know about it yet?" He asked, not sounding convinced yet.

"Of course not. I didn't want anyone to know about it either... I mean I did have a video of it..."

"You had a video?"

"Yes I did but I deleted this morning."

"Wait! There was a camera in the room? Meaning you saw..."

"No. Of course not. I skipped all those places." I said, turning red at the thought of what he was suggesting.

"What were you going to do with the footage anyway?"

"Show it to Coach... and get you kicked off the team." I answered, not meeting his gaze.

"Wait a minute, if the camera was in the room, how did it capture the...kiss?"

"You're asking me. I have no idea."

"But you deleted it right?"

"Yes I did, this morning."

"Okay then. Could someone have also recorded it? Tammy perhaps?"

"Who's Tam... Oh you mean Talia? The girl you hooked up with, yesterday?" I asked in a 'really?' tone.

"Yeah yeah. Talia, whatever? Do you think she could have recorded our kiss?"

I thought about it for a while and said "No, I doubt it... Can I see the video?"

"Yeah." He said as he brought out his phone and logged onto the school's blog.

To my surprise, the kiss video was trending and already had thousands of views despite the fact that it'd only been uploaded on our blog.

Reading the caption however, doubled my surprise. It read "What else has our Casanova been hiding from us? Watch Blake Weston make out with his secret girlfriend, Rylie Myers."

"Secret girlfriend? What in the world?" I thought to myself as Blake played the video.

Whoever posted it edited the video so well that it looked as though we were actually a couple. The video with Blake rushing out of the closet and kissing me as he backed me up against the wall and kissed me making us look like your average highschool couple.

Long story short, our little accidental 'lip-touching' had been turned into something more.

"Any idea who could have done it?" He asked as the video came to an end.

"None but one thing I can tell is that based on the angle of the video, this was the same recording as the one taken by my camera. The only question is who saw it? Who could have..."

I immediately gasped as I realized who it was.

"I think I know who it is."

"Let me guess... your brother?"

"Yes, my brother... How did you know?"

"Lucky guess." He answered with a sigh. "But why though?"

"Payback." I answered, breathing heavily.

"Come on. Let's go pay him a visit." Blake said, leading me out of the closet.

Miles. Is. So. Dead!

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"What the heck is wrong with you, Miles? I mean I get you were angry about yesterday... but you went way too far!"

"Okay okay. Maybe I went just a little bit too far." He said cheekily.

"Just a little? You called me his girlfriend!?" I yelled.

"Yeah that. Sorry about that. I just had to get everyone's attention, no offense to you Blake."

"Whatever. Just get that video down!"

"Sure sure." He answered, leaving to bring his laptop.

"It's not that would solve things though. What about those who've shared it or saved it to their phones?... Argh! Why did this have happen?" I muttered, running my hands through my hair.

"Look Rylie, chillax! It's not really the end of the world. Besides, you should be happy. You're now one of the most popular chicks in school." Blake said leaning into his chair.

"Well ex-cuse me, mister “Casanova” but not everyone wants to be popular. Besides have you seen the looks I've been getting? Trust me, this is not my idea of popularity. Lastly, I am not a chick!"

"Whatever!" He sighed, bringing out his phone.

Miles came back soon after and I watched as he took the video down... but I realized even then that things would never remain the same again.

⛅

"Ding-dong!" The doorbell rang as I waited patiently for her to answer.

She did and I was quick to shove my leg in the doorway before she could close it again.

"What do you want, Rylie?" She asked, her voice showing her anger.

"Olivia, we need to talk." I pleaded. "Why are you angry at me? Is it because of Blake because I promise you it was all a lie."

"Oh really! Well the caption didn't say so plus you seemed really comfortable shoving your tongue in your so-called enemy's mouth."

"Really? You're angry because you think I've been lying to you. I promise you, Olivia, that video was a lie."

"So you didn't kiss Blake?" I didn't miss the hopefulness in her tone.

"I did."

She scoffed. "Goodbye Rylie."

"Olivia, wait a minute. Yes I did kiss Blake but it was an accident. I was opening the door of the janitor's closet where he was when he suddenly rushed out and we ended up... kissing. I know it sounds like a load of crap but I promise you it's the truth."

"But what about the caption?"

"That was Miles. I planted a camera in the janitor's closet and it was able to capture the kiss so he copied the video and posted it online as a sort of payback."

"Really?"

"Really."

She sighed and said "I believe you and I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"I'm sorry for overreacting. It's not like I like Blake or anything. I was just really hurt when I thought you'd been lying to me all this time."

"I would never do that to you, Livvie. Hug?" I asked, spreading my arms.

She smiled as she hugged me back.

"So...how was it?" She asked when we separated.

"How was what?"

"The kiss, silly. Is he as good as they say he is?"

"I guess so. It wasn't really a kiss, though. Our lips just basically touched."

"That is a kiss, silly."

"I know, I know and it was alright, I guess."

"Did you like it enough to want to do it again?"

"Definitely not!" I replied almost immediately.

"Well I guess I only I have your word for it." Olivia said as she plonked on a chair. "You hungry?"

"Yeah. Let me guess, you made lasagna?"

"You guessed it. Gimme a sec." She said, heading in the direction of the kitchen.

While I waited, my thoughts floated back to Olivia question.

"Did you like it enough to want to do it again?" She'd asked and even though I'd answered negatively, a small part of me was longing to feel Blake's lips on mine again, this time in a real kiss and despite not wanting to think about it, I found myself fantasizing about it...

What is going on with me!?

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Does anyone know the answer to her question? 😏

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If you guys can grant my wish, I'll try to post again tomorrow. It's up to you guys. 😊

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🖤💋The Player Next Door💋🖤

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Episode 5🔥🔥

💋Rylie's POV💋

I laid in bed wide awake, the kiss playing over and over again in my head. Despite all my efforts to try and fall asleep, I just couldn't. And it was all thanks to that bastard, Blake.

Argh! Why did he have to run out of the room? Why didn't he just wait for me to open the door? Why didn't he!?

It was a mistake, I know but my silly brain can't seem to let it go. It also doesn't help that I haven't been kissed in ages.

Ever since Asher cheated on me and ended our relationship, boys have never seemed interesting to me. Now I had to go and kiss the least most interesting guy in my life.

Argh!

I rolled out of bed and took my seat at my reading table. I turned on my laptop and replayed the video of Blake and Talia trying to see if there was anything I needed to edit.

Of course I didn't watch. I just moved it to the front. Then towards the end of the video, I noticed something.

The camera had still been rolling when I opened the door and it'd captured the kiss.

How it was able to capture that far, I had no idea. What to do about it now was the only thing on my mind.

"I'll just edit it out." I decided and I got on it but just as I was about to delete the video of the kiss, I got really thirsty.

I made my way to the kitchen and decided on a midnight snack to help me sleep. By the time I eventually got back to my room, I was so sleepy and the next thing I knew, I was on my way to Dreamland.

☀️

Immediately my alarm clock rang, I turned it off, already wide awake. The sleep had done me a lot of good. I felt clear-headed and refreshed.

My eyes darted to my laptop which was still on and I decided to just delete the video altogether. I kinda went too far anyway.

Once I deleted the video, I immediately felt much better. Without the video, all evidence of the kiss was gone and no one would ever know.

With a smile on my face, I bounded happily to the bathroom, unaware of what awaited me at school.

~~~~~~

I happily got out of my car, relieved that I hadn't bumped into Blake today. We'd been doing that for a few days now and seeing him would have disrupted my peace of mind.

Once I stepped into the school however, I immediately knew that something was off.

For one, almost everyone's eyes were on me which was totally weird. I'm not exactly the popular type so not much people notice me.

Secondly, for whatever reason, everyone or specifically, every girl I walked past was glaring at me... seriously! You could literally feel the hatred and anger as I walked past them.

I'm rarely intimidated by anything...but it was hard not to be as I headed towards my locker.

"Olivia!" I said with relief as I sighted her by her locker. "You wouldn't believe how crazy things have been." I said, hoping she had an explanation.

To my surprise, Olivia turned to look at me with a glare on her face.

"I so can not believe you."

"What does that mean? Olivia, what's wrong?" I asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" She yelled, jerking away. "You are such a hypocrite!" She spat and stalked off.

Okay, what the heck was that?

First, everyone's paying me attention and now my own best friend is giving me the cold shoulder?!

Did I wake up in the right universe today???

I was still trying to figure out what exactly was going on when I felt someone grab my wrist and turn me around bringing me face to face with the only and only...

"Blake!" I gasped staring at him.

Of course he's involved. He must have done something that made everyone hate me.

"You damn bastard! What did you do? You are so..."

"Follow me!" He said through gritted teeth as he pulled me with him and for whatever reason, I didn't resist.

Why do I have a feeling this won't be good?

~~~~~~

Are you thinking what I'm thinking? 🤔

By the way, Happy New Month to you all! 🤗

Sorry for going dark again. School has been keeping me pretty busy but Christmas is underway and I decided another chapter was looooong overdue.

P. S. : I'll try to make the next chapter longer.

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🖤💋The Player Next Door💋🖤

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Episode 4🔥🔥

💋Rylie's POV💋

Everywhere was abuzz in school that morning. Classes had been put on hold and everyone was doing one thing or the other. The reason why was not far-fetched.

Today marked the day of a huge football game between Meadow Brook High (my school) and McHartley High. This match was quite important as McHartley High has proved quite formidable in the past but it seemed like today would change things.

But unknown to everyone, today also marked the day that Blake Weston would finally get what had been coming to him... because I, Rylie Myers was gonna play the mother of all pranks on him and nothing could save him from what was coming to him.

The plan was quite simple.

Just before the game started, Blake already had plans to hook up with one of his many fan girls in the janitor's closet. Once they were in, I would lock the door and make sure that Blake doesn't get to play in the game.

As one of the star players, his presence was quite crucial to the success of the game and I'd already overheard the coach telling him that if he missed the game, he was off the team for good.

Anyways, after Blake missed the match, I would anonymously send the video of what he'd been doing during the match to the coach guaranteeing that he never gets to join the team again.

It's gonna be sweet! 😋

🤼‍♂️

🖤Blake's POV🖤

"Remember we have to make this fast!" I whispered as I led her into the closet, closing the door behind me.

"Of course, of course! Wouldn't want to make you miss the big match!" The girl, Tammy I think, answered giggling.

I watched as she quickly removed her clothes and stood before me in all her n**e glory. A smirk played against my lips as I pulled her towards me and crashed my lips against hers.

💋Rylie's POV💋

"And done!" I thought with glee as I locked the door, cringing as the thought of what was happening in there. I kinda pity Talia.

Thankfully I couldn't hear it.

To make sure Blake couldn't get help, I soundproofed the door without anyone noticing...and just like I thought, the plan is going nicely.

***FAST FORWARD***

I couldn't help but smirk as I watched Coach yell for the umpteenth time "Where the hell is Blake!? He is so getting kicked out... right after he helps us win!"

It felt good to hear him say that. My plan is so on point! Now to watch the game...

I turned my attention back to the match just in time to see McHartley score yet another point. It started to seem as though we would lose again.

At that point, I began to feel guilty. When Blake has been playing, the team seemed to have improved but now, without him...

No! No! No! I am not going to release him until after the game and no force on earth will change that!

"Ughhh!" The crowd groaned again as McHartley scored yet another point, just as the halftime whistle went off.

I glanced at the scoreboard and cringed at the score. VISITOR which was McHartley High had 56 points while HOME which was Meadow Brook had 21 points. This is bad! 🤦🏻‍♀️

"Find Blake and bring him to him! We need his a*s over here now!" I heard the coach and gulped.

They would never find him. The janitor's closet where Blake and Tammy were was quite avoided but I knew where they were and even though I didn't want to, I'm so close to going over there and opening the door. I don't want to but....

"So...where is he?" I heard someone say behind me all of a sudden.

"Wh-what... Oh it's just you, Miles! What are you talking about?" I asked turning to face my twin brother, Miles.

He rolled his eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, Ry. Where's Blake?"

"What do you mean? I don't know where Blake is." I replied not meeting his eyes.

"Hell yeah, you do. Where is he?"

"I don't know!" I insisted.

He sighed. "Look... I know you and Blake have your differences but can you, for once not think about yourself and actually think about others? Do you have any idea how important this game is to the school?"

He stopped, stared at me and continued "You know, I thought you were better than this but I guess I was wrong."

And just like that, he walked away... leaving me more guilty and ashamed than I have ever been in my whole life.

Geez! Now I see why Mom is so insistent on him being a lawyer. 😒

"Oh well... I might as well get on with it." I said, heading in the direction of the janitor's closet.

🖤Blake's POV🖤

"Somebody! Anybody! Help us out! We're stuck!" I yelled, my voice already getting hoarse.

"Blake, you've been screaming your head off for the past hour and it already looks like no one is coming... Maybe we could go another round?" Taffy said and placed her arms around my neck, trying to steal a kiss but I was quick to push her off.

"Don't touch me again!" I said, disgust laced in my tone.

I looked away from her, still thinking of ways to get out of the closet.

The game had probably already started by now and I was missing it. Coach was so going to murder me. I wonder how everything was going now. Are we winning or losing?

And...who could have locked the door? The only person I can think of is...

"Rylie!" I exclaimed internally, boiling at the idea.

"That's it! Rylie is the one behind this. That b*tch! I am so going to kill her when I get out of here! She is so dead!" I said to myself, clenching my fist as I began to explore ways to pay her in kind.

She just went too far!

💋Rylie's POV💋

"Here I go. Time to let him out." I thought with a groan as I slipped the key into the keyhole. I turned it and opened the door wide just as Blake ran out of the door... right into me!

"Whoa!" I exclaimed as I stumbled backwards into the wall behind me due to the impact.

Dazed, I blearily opened my eyes but found something blocking my view. There was also something on my lips and that was when it hit me!

Lips... Lips... Blake's lips are on mine!

Mustering all my strength, I pushed him off me so hard he fell to the floor on his butt.

Then, still in shock, I shakily brought my fingers to my warm lips and felt it! I just kissed Blake friggin Weston!

Holy hell!

I just kissed Blake!

I fought the urge to scream because that was the only thing that made sense to do as I stared at him. Instead I followed another emotion; anger!

"You pervert! You friggin pervert! How dare you kiss me? How dare you f*cking kiss me? I hate you! I friggin hate..." I was cut short as Blake grabbed my wrists, stopping me from hitting his chest.

"Stop! Just stop! What the hell is wrong with you!? May I remind you that this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't locked me in there with Taffeta or whatever. So this is all your fault... Besides it was even a kiss. Our lips just touched."

"That's a kiss, you di**it!" I snarled angrily.

"Whatever! Besides, you're overreacting! No one has to know. No one will know!" He said with all finality glancing from I and Talia with a "Is that clear?" look in his eyes.

Talia nodded while I simply stared at him.

"Good... Now get off me! I have a game to play...if you haven't ruined our chances of winning already." He said, staring at me meaningfully.

"Whatever!" I replied, glaring at him as I leaned against the wall akimbo.

He didn't say anything again and he got up and straightened his clothes before walking in the direction of the locker room.

I only had one thought on my mind.

“Why the hell can't I stop thinking about that kiss?”

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So...here it is! The long awaited episode 4!
Apologies for delaying it by the way. I'm also sorry for disappearing without informing you guys beforehand. The truth is I actually have a bad phone and I didn't tell you guys because I didn't want to bother you all but I see that I was wrong now.

Anyway, for the meantime, my phone still hasn't been fixed but I decided to try to continue the story.
So in other words, I'm not back...yet! I will try my best to update but I can't promise daily updates. I can't even give outright dates but I will try.

I will endeavour you guys to bear with me for now. Please like, comment and most importantly, share so others can be aware.

I love you guys ❤️😘
Yours Truly 🤗
Tyna 🌬️

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🖤💋The Player Next Door🖤💋

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🔥Episode 3🔥

💋Rylie's POV💋

"I can not believe this!" I yelled closing the door loudly behind me as I walked out of the classroom.

"Rylie, listen to me. You have to be reasonable. Don't do anything rash that you'll regret later." Olivia was saying but I barely heard her.

"Oh he is so going to pay." I was saying while pounding my fist in my hand.

You might've guessed who this is about but if you haven't, I'll give a clue... Blake!

Anyways, here's what happened...

Olivia and I arrived at school and went to our first class, Science. Unfortunately I had to share it with Blake. I had pretty much resigned to avoiding him but he thought it alright to pop a balloon filled with water in my face as part of his “Science” project.

It all happened so fast and the next thing I knew, I was wet and to make matters even worse, it wasn't even part of his Science project. In fact, nothing about his project involved a water balloon.

And now I'm wet and instead of the Science teacher to punish him or something, she plainly told him to come meet her after school and I could tell it wasn't to punish him. No! It's already a rumor that Blake's f*cking her.

But if he thinks he's gonna get away with what he did simply because he and the teacher are f*ck buddies, he's got another thing coming... He is so gonna regret this.

"Rylie! Rylie!"

"What is it, Livvie?" I answered, staring at her.

"I hope you heard me. Don't do anything rash!"

"Fine." I answered with a sigh.

"You mean that!?"

"No." I replied giggling devilishly.

Blake Weston is in for a treat!

🖤Blake's POV🖤

I couldn't stop a smirk from playing on my lips as my eyes met Rylie's on my way out of the classroom. Having already spent a few weeks in Meadow Brook High, we've become quite the pair of enemies which explains why I really enjoyed what I did to her in Science class.

Don't ask me why I did it because I don't really know why. I just really enjoy getting her ticked off. It's really fun.

Oh well! Time to start getting ready for Economics.

I headed towards my locker, tapped the correct pass code and opened it only to receive a surprise as a huge pan filled with a gross mixture I didn't even know hit me smack in the face.

It really stunk! And some of it got into my mouth and hair. Yuck!

Everyone started laughing as I tried to find my way to the bathroom. On my way, I caught sight of Rylie and instantly knew it was her.

"Two can play that game, Rylie." I thought, my mind already swirling with thoughts on how to pay her back in kind.

This should be fun...just as soon as I get this glob off me.

Yuck!

💋Rylie's POV💋

"Rylie, did you really have to do this?" Olivia whined as we watched Blake make his way to the bathroom.

"Of course she did. He deserved it after what he did to her." Mason retorted, obviously enjoying himself.

"Thanks Mace. At least you're a true friend." I said staring pointedly at Olivia.

She rolled her eyes and said "You do know that he's gonna retaliate, right?"

"Let him. I'm ready for him."

"Argh! I have a bad feeling about this."

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"Um Mr Connor, you asked me to return this..." I paused as I came face to face with an empty room.

"That's strange. Why would he ask me to come here unless..." I paused as it suddenly occurred to me what was going on.

Sighing, I turned around and headed towards the door only to find it locked. I tried opening it but it didn't budge and breaking it wasn't even an option.

"Blake!" I yelled internally as I turned around to meet the biggest shock of my life.

"Spider!" I yelled out loud as a giant tarantula began heading towards me.

"Help! Somebody help!" I yelled banging on the door, my heart beating wildly as I turned back to see two spiders now.

I screamed as I scrambled away from the door screaming again when they began heading towards me.

I have an extreme fear of spiders and I hate tarantulas the most!

"Somebody...anybody please help!" I yelled hitting the door repeatedly running around and away from the spiders.

I was so absorbed in getting away from them when I heard loud laughter coming from a corner of the room. Dodging the spiders, I walked over to the direction of the sound and found a recorder placed on a box.

"W-What? What's a recorder doing here?" I asked, trying to catch my breath.

"It's a walkie-talkie and it's there so we could hear your screams." I heard an all so familiar voice reply.

"Blake! What the f*ck is going on?" I yelled as more laughter resounded.

"Oh nothing much. Just gave you the scare of your life and I caught it on video. Ooh! I can already see the likes."

"Blake!"

"Bye Rylie. Also the keys are beside you."

I looked around and sighted the keys. Grumbling on how I was so going to kill him, I made my way over to door where I saw the spiders crackling like they were electric.

"Great! Robo-spiders! How nice!" I muttered, making sure to squash them as I unlocked the door and walked out only to watch right into...

"Mr Connor!" I yelled exasperatedly.

"Rylie, what were you doing in my office? (Gasp!) And you made such a mess."

"Mr. Connor, it's not like that..."

"I don't want to hear. Detention!... For a week!"

"But..."

"No buts! Come with me!"

I sighed in resignation as I trailed behind him with only one thought in my mind.

"Blake Weston, get ready to pay!"

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Seems like Rylie's planning a revenge prank! Something tells me it's not going to go as planned...

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🔥Episode 2🔥

🖤Blake's POV🖤

Being the person that I am, I've met a lot of girls in my life but none could be as annoying or bitchy as Rylie Myers. With her weird name and dumb attitude, without even knowing her that much, I've come to hate her deeply.

I'm usually not someone who judges people without knowing them but any girl who pours soup on me just because she claimed I stole her “spot” is definitely not someone I would want to know...ever!

So you can imagine my shock and surprise when on my visit with my family to our new neighbour's apartment, the door is opened by none other than the girl I seem to hate most in the world, Rylie Myers.

"Tell me this isn't happening...tell me this isn't happening!" I muttered repeatedly as I came face to face with her.

"Welcome, Mr and Mrs... Wait! What are you doing here!?" She yelled once her eyes met mine but I really had no answer for her as I stared at her, still trying to get over what this meant.

We're neighbors! The girl I hate most in the worst is my new next-door neighbor!

💋Rylie's POV💋

"Welcome, Mr and Mrs... Wait! What are you doing here!?" I yelled as I came face to face with a very familiar face...

"No no no no no!" I began telling myself as I began praying that it wasn't what I thought, that Blake frigging Weston wasn't my new neighbor! He can't be! He just can't!

"Um do you guys know each other already?" I heard someone ask, breaking I and Blake's connection and bringing me back to reality.

"Oh! Um yeah. Yes, we do." I replied, staring at his Mom, trying desperately to keep my emotions at bay.

"Um come on in." I said opening the door wide for them to enter.

"Thanks dear." His mom said as she, her dad, a girl who I presumed was Blake's sister and Blake himself walked in.

I couldn't help but cringe as Blake's cologne wafted into my nostrils when he walked past me. I so can not believe that this is happening!

"Hello welcome!" My mom said, walking out of the kitchen.

"Oh hello Janice." Blake's mom said hugging my mom who said "Nice to see you made it, Nina."

When they separated, she introduced herself to Blake's dad as well and then his sister, Ava and finally Blake who'd lost all signs of his earlier shock.

"Blake and Rylie seem to know each other." Nina announced and my mom turned to me obviously surprised.

"You didn't mention that dear."

"I um didn't know that Blake moved next door. He didn't exactly mention that in school, did you Blake?" I answered, turning to Blake who scoffed.

"Yeah right. Like I even knew you ever gave me the chance to. No, you were busy pouring soup all over me."

"And you were too busy getting a bl***ob in the girl's bathroom on your very first day!" I retorted angrily.

The look on Blake's face suddenly reminded me where we were and I felt my mouth curve into an "O" as I stared at the group who was currently staring at us with a "What's going on" look in their eyes.

"Awkward!" Ava coughed out as an awkward silence prevailed.

Thankfully, Miles took that as the time to appear.

"Mom, I'm home! Sorry I came late." He yelled, coming through the door.

His appearance was just right and if it wouldn't have made things more awkward, I would have hugged him right there but I didn't.

"Oh Miles! Welcome home dear. Where's your dad?" My mom asked, her voice indicating her relief.

"Oh he's on his way in." He replied and thankfully, my dad walked in, just in time.

"Welcome home dear."

"Thanks love. I suppose these are our new neighbors?" My dad asked, standing beside my mom with a smile on his face.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Brad, this is my wife Nina, my daughter, Ava and my son... Blake." Blake's dad said shaking my dad's hand.

"Well we can continue this conversation in the dining room. I'm just about done with dinner so come on." My mom remarked, leading everyone to the dining room.

"Way to go, Rylie!" Blake whispered as he walked by me and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Shut up!" I answered, stomping on his feet before making my way to the dining room with a smirk on my face as I watched Blake limp after me.

Serves him right!

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When I got over the fact that Blake Weston was sitting directly across from me, dinner turned out great. If it was any indication, we would be good neighbors.

Both families seem to hit off and I was glad dinner happened and I almost didn't want it to end...almost! Eventually it did and even though I didn't want the Westons to leave, I was glad they did because Blake left as well.

The punk had taken great pleasure in hitting my foot with his during dinner and despite how much I wanted to yell at him to stop, I didn't because I didn't want to make a scene. Instead I retaliated by subtly reaching over and pinching his leg. It didn't last up to five seconds but it was enough to make him stop as he glared hard at smirking me.

Anyways, after the Westons left, I cleared the table with my mom and did the dishes as well. I was exhausted afterwards so I retired to my room.

When in my room, I turned on the light and took off all my clothes. I was about taking off my bra when I heard someone say "Nice bra."

Alarmed, I leaned over to check my window when I saw Blake smirking at me as he leaned on his window sill.

Gasping, I grabbed a blanket and yelled "Blake! You pervert!"

He snickered as he turned around.

"How much did you see?" I asked as I hastily pulled on my PJs.

"Enough!" He replied, his tone indicating that he was finding it funny.

"You pervert! You are so gross!"

"What? It's not my fault your window happened to be open when I was looking outside mine. Besides what's the use of a curtain if you don't use it and I know you have one?"

I hesitated as the real reason why I always kept my window open dawned on me. When my boyfriend, Asher still lived next door, we always had long conversations by the window so I guess even after he left, I just got used to leaving my window open.

"Rylie, really? You zoned out on me!" Blake yelled bringing me out of my reverie.

"Whatever! You're a such a perv!"

"Whatever you say, weirdo. Night!"

"F*ck you Blake! F*ck you!" I replied, giving him the finger as I closed the drapes....

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