Never Grow Up
Chapter One
If you've ever tripped over your own feet, you know what it's like to fall for Duke Powers. You'll fall flat on your face, I promise.
And there was nothing there to rtrigger it, nothing at all. You just sort of fall out of nowhere and you pray that someone will be there to catch your arm and pause to make sure you're okay.
Well, I can tell you right now, Duke's not that kind of boy. You see, Duke's the type that'll point and laugh at you when your on the ground until he sees that you're bleeding.
When you've lived across the street from Duke for ages, it's easy to be in love with him... Well, I suppose it's easy.
What about if your best friend's lived across from him for ages, like mine?
Oh, and what if Duke's 18 and you're 14 and completely awkward. Welcome to my life.
"I tried so very hard not to lose it,
I came up with a million excuses-"
"Shut up!" Henry screamed in my face, tugging my headphones off my head. I scowled and turned down my music. He was only making my mood worse by interrupting my daily Morning Michael. I need this to survive and he's fully aware of this.
"You know that I need Michael to survive," I snapped, giving him my best evil stare.
"If you woke up before me, you could sing your little heart out, kiddo."
"You wake up at 5 every morning," I said flatly, giving him another looked. He simply chuckled, mischief sparkling in his boring brown eyes. "Henry, you're a butt."
"Love you too, sis!" Henry ruffled my hair, ruining all the hard work I'd put into it. I stuck out my tongue, not wanting to call him any more bad names in front of my little brother and sister, who were both seemingly quite invested in their sugary cereal.
"Hey, you know," Mom said, walking into the room. I looked up from my iPod to give her my usual blank expression. She simply grinned back at me, obviously oblivious to my annoyance and distaste for Henry's hating on my Morning Michael.
"I hate when you do that, Ma," Herny said, sounding annoyed. He can be very OCD sometimes...
"Do what?" Mom asked, giving him a confused look.
"When you start to say something but then that distracts you with its looks," Henry says, pointing to me with the wave of him hand. I sighed and flicked him on the back of the neck, not wanting to be called an 'it' again.
"Sorry. I was just saying that we should have a family dinner at the table tonight. You kids always eat without me and you never even sit at the table," Mom complains.
"That's because you never get home until ten and we don't mind eating in the kitchen," I say, looking Henry up and down. He sighs and rolls his eyes as the doorbell sounds and my eyes light up. "I'll get it!" I scream, even though everyone's in the room. Mom moans and give me a look and I shoot her an apologetic smile over my shoulder.
"Hey," I say, pulling open the door. Duke's standing there, his hands shoved into his pockets. I grin. He's wearing the jeans with the hole in the back of the thigh that I'm sure he doesn't know about.
"Ready?" He asks. I nod and turn to grab my bag from the hook next to the door.
"Ma I'm leaving!" I scream. Duke smiles as I follow him out the door.
However, the moment we get out onto the sidewalk, I trip over air and fall on my face. Duke turns to look at me and instantly bursts out laughing. I can't help it; I join in.
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