2 - He Lives Next To Me? Wtf!

Ariana 

I hated college.

I hated college kids.

I held back a gag, as I recalled some of the things that girl had said. She called me a bitch, seriously? After being so shameless, come to think of it the guy was equally shameless or he would have put a stop to it earlier.

A knock sounded on my door, forcing me to push myself out of bed to open it. 

"Can I help you," I asked mom in a lazy tone.

"Get ready, we are having dinner with our new neighbors in ten minutes, and they're already downstairs." Her voice sounded demanding.

God, no, she just had to invite them over for dinner. My mom's a nurse hence why she was naturally nice to everyone, a little bit too nice if you asked me.

"Aren't they the ones who should be inviting us over for dinner considering they're are new and also as a peace offering." I pointed out. My mom took a deep sigh, shaking her head at me.

Sometimes I felt it was hard for her to raise me alone, without dad by her side. My Dad was arrested for fraud a couple years back and sentenced to thirty years in prison. Mom believed he was innocent, but mostly because she was deeply in love with him. Love? I'd g****e it if I didn't have a huge ego.

But I'll tell you what I think about love, it is fucked up as hell. I've seen people turn blind to the truth all in the name of the word that should not be mentioned. Take my mom for an instance, she was bent on waiting for my dad and believed he was framed despite the fact that all evidence did point to him.

"Be ready in less than ten minutes, dress decently and leave your phone on your bed." She ordered, and my mouth fell opened.

I hated that she's a control freak, well a bit like me. But she was the deal, while I was just the copy. 

"But Mom."

"Leave the phone!" She repeated the last part loudly, walking out on me.

She have got to be kidding me. I couldn't go down there eating with a bunch of strangers without texting Sofia. How was I supposed to distract myself? Ouch, goddamn it. I hoped the new neighbors weren't creeps. The last ones stole our family album.

Sighing in defeat, I decided to let my chestnut locks fall down my shoulders, as I pulled on my black t-shirt, baggy shorts, and fluffy boys palms. I think this was what she meant when she said decent.

Grudgingly, I tossed my phone on the bed, as I dragged myself down the stairs. I heard voices coming from the kitchen. The more I walked towards it, the more I resisted the urge to walk back into my room.

There was a woman who looked like she's the same age as my mom, she was sitted next to a blonde dude who could be my age, and on the other side of the table, was another dude facing down and typing on his phone. So he gets to text people during this, but I don't. That's just great.

"Nick, no typing." The woman yelled, snatching the phone from him. Spoke too soon.

"Aria, come join us." Said my mom. I offered her a tight-lipped nod and sat next to the second dude, not even sparing him a glance as I did so. I felt his eyes on me though, making me overly self conscious as I shoved a spoonful of mash into my mouth. God, I wanted nothing more than to be over with this weird dinner as soon as possible. My wish came true because the unseasoned starchiness nearly choked me to death, but having grown used to my mom's cooking, I somehow managed to swallow it down and kept eating.

"Eve, Mark, and Nick this is my only daughter Ariana, Ariana this are our new neighbors, the Beaufort." My mom introduced all of us with a beaming smile. I could still feel the intense eyes of the guy beside me. Disturbed, I snapped my gaze towards him and God help me.. the dude beside me looked like sin itself.

He was beautiful in a way that felt wrong. Chiseled features, dark-haired, and a familiar set of striking ocean eyes. I gasped loudly. Hold on.. wasn't this the same asshole from class?

"You." I mumbled, causing him to lick his buttom lips, making it all wet and pink. Okay what was happening? Why was he trying to look all hotter?

"You two know each other?" My mom asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Uh.."

"She's in my class." He interrupted me, his voice smooth, deep and annoyingly sexy.

My mom's face instantly brighten. "I can see you two are already familiar with yourselves."

Nick choked back a laugh. "No, we aren't. She has attitude problem and is rude."

Attitude problem and rude? You have got to be kidding me. Wasn't he the one who was about to get a hand job in public space and even after I reprimanded him couldn't apologize. I laughed darkly, how fucking oblivious was this guy.

"Care to share what's so funny." He asked. I looked up and found everyone eyes on me.

"Nothing. Just the fact that you couldn't even wait untill class was over before trying to charm the pants off your seatmate." I deadpanned. 

And that people was the perfect start of an aggrieved situationship between Nick and I.