welcome home
chapter 2
Chapter 2:
The first order of business for setting up my new room: unpack my books and put together my bookshelf. About 30 minutes in to putting my books into order the doorbell rang. Who might that be, annoying neighbors perhaps?
“TIA CAN YOU GET THAT PLEASE” my mom shouted from somewhere in the house. When I open the door I’m surprised not to see an annoying neighbor but a gorgeous one. I was momentarily stunned because I thought I would be opening the door to some run down house mom but instead I got a boy about 16 (my age) with chocolate curls and mesmerizing green eyes.
“Um uh…I...I’m…hello” I reached my hand out for him to shake.
With a very annoying smirk as he said “My name is Harry. I live next door and my mom asked me to bring these over” he was holding a plate of cookies.
“Hi” I answered dumbly. You see I'm not exactly a people person; well actually I avoided them at all cost because I'm not good at any confrontation not even the friendly type. “I mean nice to meet you” I stuck my hand out again and he shook it this time. “Would you umm like to come in” that’s when I started feeling self-conscious because of what I was wearing. I just remembered I changed into some shorts and a tank top when I got to work on my room. I got nervous and pulled curly dark hair into a pony tail. That’s when I realized he was staring.
Then he said “So you guys are from America?”
“Uh yeah” I answered as I took the cookies sat them on the counter. “Would you like something to drink or something?”
“No thank you… uh you never told me your name.” he stated rather thoughtfully.
“My name is Tia” I said as I noticed he was staring again. So because of my embarrassment I grabbed a too big hoodie I threw it on.
“What’d you do that for?” he asked curiously.
“Umm I felt a breeze didn’t you because I definitely felt one”
“Uh no not really” he answered skeptically.
“Oh well do you want one of the cookies or something?”
“Sure” he grabbed a few cookies of the plate. “So what year are you starting?” he asked very quizzically as he plopped down on the couch. Well just go ahead and make yourself at home.
“I starting at what I think you guys call 11th year” I answered as I sat down stating to feel a little more comfortable around him.
“Oh so were in the same year”
“I guess, but over the summer I read that the system is a lot different especially the English curriculum so I’ve been studying all summer and I think I'm finally caught up and I'm rambling which I do when I'm nervous and I didn’t mean to say that so let’s pretend you didn’t hear that” Sometimes I'm so awkward.
“Your nervous about what?” he sat up a little; based on my studies on human body language that means he’s taking a particular interest.
“Well I mean like there’s a strange boy in my new living room in a whole different country like goodness gracious” Well look at me, actually making human contact.
“Um sorry if I freaked you out, but here’s my number if you need anything” He handed me a slip of paper and left.
After I finished my room (which looked pretty awesome I might say) I contemplated texting that harry boy.
The first order of business for setting up my new room: unpack my books and put together my bookshelf. About 30 minutes in to putting my books into order the doorbell rang. Who might that be, annoying neighbors perhaps?
“TIA CAN YOU GET THAT PLEASE” my mom shouted from somewhere in the house. When I open the door I’m surprised not to see an annoying neighbor but a gorgeous one. I was momentarily stunned because I thought I would be opening the door to some run down house mom but instead I got a boy about 16 (my age) with chocolate curls and mesmerizing green eyes.
“Um uh…I...I’m…hello” I reached my hand out for him to shake.
With a very annoying smirk as he said “My name is Harry. I live next door and my mom asked me to bring these over” he was holding a plate of cookies.
“Hi” I answered dumbly. You see I'm not exactly a people person; well actually I avoided them at all cost because I'm not good at any confrontation not even the friendly type. “I mean nice to meet you” I stuck my hand out again and he shook it this time. “Would you umm like to come in” that’s when I started feeling self-conscious because of what I was wearing. I just remembered I changed into some shorts and a tank top when I got to work on my room. I got nervous and pulled curly dark hair into a pony tail. That’s when I realized he was staring.
Then he said “So you guys are from America?”
“Uh yeah” I answered as I took the cookies sat them on the counter. “Would you like something to drink or something?”
“No thank you… uh you never told me your name.” he stated rather thoughtfully.
“My name is Tia” I said as I noticed he was staring again. So because of my embarrassment I grabbed a too big hoodie I threw it on.
“What’d you do that for?” he asked curiously.
“Umm I felt a breeze didn’t you because I definitely felt one”
“Uh no not really” he answered skeptically.
“Oh well do you want one of the cookies or something?”
“Sure” he grabbed a few cookies of the plate. “So what year are you starting?” he asked very quizzically as he plopped down on the couch. Well just go ahead and make yourself at home.
“I starting at what I think you guys call 11th year” I answered as I sat down stating to feel a little more comfortable around him.
“Oh so were in the same year”
“I guess, but over the summer I read that the system is a lot different especially the English curriculum so I’ve been studying all summer and I think I'm finally caught up and I'm rambling which I do when I'm nervous and I didn’t mean to say that so let’s pretend you didn’t hear that” Sometimes I'm so awkward.
“Your nervous about what?” he sat up a little; based on my studies on human body language that means he’s taking a particular interest.
“Well I mean like there’s a strange boy in my new living room in a whole different country like goodness gracious” Well look at me, actually making human contact.
“Um sorry if I freaked you out, but here’s my number if you need anything” He handed me a slip of paper and left.
After I finished my room (which looked pretty awesome I might say) I contemplated texting that harry boy.
Notes
the edited chapter 2. also short, but it does get better.
~5 new votes for chapter 3~
-kyci
12/11/13