Always Isn't Forever <//3
Chapter Three
We drove to the new house in silence, well most of the ride anyway. It was a good half hour before my mom decided to ask me a question that had only made me more upset, "So, what happened between you and Peyton last night? She seemed really upset earlier!"
"Mom, I'm sorry, I love you and everything, but I went through a lot these past few days and when I am ready, I will talk to you about everything." I replied, keeping my feeling bundled up until I can safely scream into my pillow.
"I understand honey, I trust you." She cranked up the volume of the radio and focused on the route to our new home.
We finally arrived at the new home and were glad to see that our dad had set everything up for us. The first thing I did was ask where my room was and then set it up to absolute perfection. Since it was a nice day, -Obviously, I was in Florida now!- I decided to go for a walk.
As I was walking through the neighborhood, I realized how suburban it is. It's the kind of neighborhood with the perfect lawns and perfect houses where --
"You must be new here because I never forget a pretty face." I turn my head to see a guy who looks like he is straight out of a magazine. About 6 foot tall with swishy brown hair and brown eyes that melt like chocolate. Besides his looks which make my stomach grow butterflies, I realized that I hadn't replied yet.
"Um, yeah, I just moved here. Today actually." Get it together Carson!
"Where did you move from?" the cutie replied.Gosh, he could say anything and make it sexy.
"New York. Um, I never caught your name."
"Jesse. And yours?" he replied swiftly.
"Carson." I said with a smile.
"Well I guess I will see you around, blue eyes."
"Um yeah. I guess you will."
He walked away, leaving me with the sound of how he called me blue eyes stuck in my head, repeating like a broken record. Sure I was about 5'6" maybe 5'7", with blonde hair and crystal blue eyes; but I wouldn't necessarily thing that my eye color was what stuck out most about me. Besides the point, I wonder when I will see him again. It could be today, it could be tomorrow, or it could be never. I guess I will have to find out when the time comes.