But He's My Grumpy Neighbor Novels & Stories

I opened the door and walked straight out. The disappointed sighs of both sets of parents echoed behind me, but I did not pause. I quickened my pace. The Ragdoll cat slipped out as well. As I sat blankly on a park bench in the neighborhood, I saw the Ragdoll cat chasing after its former owner, who was heading downstairs to throw out the trash. Ivy Summers kicked its head in disgust, but the Ragdoll cat refused to leave. I could not bear to watch and stepped in to stop it, but the Ragdoll arched its back, hissing and baring its teeth at me.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned on my bed, rolling over, I fell from the bed. "Argh! Everything is so frustrating!" I yelled and jumped up. I was going for the early morning exercise and for my job, to hell with it. I put on my pajamas and came outside. There I found my neighbor Jimmy. Perfect, this means I won't go jogging alone on the street. He had pride written on his face always because the young girls would do anything to be his, certainly because he was handsome and man! He got the body build. I waved to him, but he didn't wave back, rather he was rude or perhaps warning. "Don't make me stay back late" he said, and I smirked. He was right, I always walk instead of jog because I had a came

With a smile, he continued to read. —I think I’ve finally been cured of my nasty hobby of spying on my neighbor. However, it’s quite possibly been replaced by evil plots of his undoing!— Trent didn’t like how that sounded at all, and his worries of her being dangerous came back to his mind. He shifted uncomfortably in his bed and glanced over in the direction of his neighbor’s house. What imagined offense did she contribute to him?

“That’s what you get for messing up with me.” “You ruined my shoes.” He yells, glaring down at his scuffed white sneakers. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before grabbing me, Mr Grumpy.” I smirk, folding my arms across my chest. His eyes widen at my words. “What did you just say? Mr Grumpy?” I laugh at the look on his face. “Yeah, you heard me—Mr Grumpy. Fits you perfectly, don’t you think?” His eyes narrow, and he steps closer, towering over me. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

Cole nudged me and motioned towards my back. I got up and turned around. And guess who graced us with their presence. It’s none other than Mr. Grumpy. He looked beyond angry though but in a hot kind of way. Bad Evelyn. Do not think like that for this entitled asshole. I imagined smoke coming out of his ears and bit my lip to stop myself from laughing. Why do handsome guys always have to be like this? I turned around and sat down on my chair. “What are you doing?” Adrian asked me totally on the verge of shitting his pants.

He puffed one last time on his cigar and stubbed it out in the ashtray on the table next to him. “So many things wrong with that damn sentence.” I shook my head. “So, who’d you annoy this time?” “Who says I annoyed someone?” “You’re here at half ten in the mornin’, boy! Something is up. You never get your sorry ass out of bed earlier than twelve on a Sunday.” “I didn’t annoy anyone. Besides, I knew you’d want my ‘sorry ass’ in your yard today.” Gramps’ knowing gray eyes settled on me. He tapped his fingers on the arm on his chair, each knock of his fingers grating on me. Time stretched as he searched my face, coming to his conclusion. I swallowed and shook my head.

It completely sounds like my nightmare. "Oh look who's mad cause I turned the darned tv up a few notches when your heavy metal music almost brought the whole floor down and I had to sacrifice my mothers sacred casserole for you to keep your ass in check and you don’t consider that noise? And what? You're here to pick up a fight cause of my tv!!!" That’s what I would have said on a normal day in a normal situation to a normal grumpy neighbor but nothing about this was normal and instead , I said

I sent a smiley face emoji, thinking to myself that Robert was a pretty great guy. Over the next few days, Robert and I visited the neighbors to collect evidence for the court. After that, all we could do was wait for the trial. The evening before the trial, there was a loud knock at my door. I opened it to find an angry-looking, burly stranger. He glared at me, asking, "So you're the one who's been messing with my mom?"

he said walking to the door and outside the mansion I felt disgusted. Not after I thought my life was going the right way he comes with his mean words and tone again. “Hey are you okay” I heard a warm voice from behind. Turing to see Jasper I loosened up “Hi. I didn’t know you were around” I said trying to hide my disgust feeling “Yeah I just came to talk about something with ‘Mr Grumpy’ before we head out to work” he said jokingly His statement brought a tender laugh to my face and I couldn’t help but laugh. “He is really ‘Mr Grumpy’ I don’t understand why he has to be though” I said back

The way he frowns and glared at me like I was the most annoying person. “What is this thought?” I stuttered, choosing each word carefully. “No-no, that guy is a lunatic! I shouldn't read too much about it.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I got down from the stairs and I saw him again, Mr. Grumpy. “Why is he still at our house?” I frowned. Even if I was mad I couldn't make the mistake of saying it out loud. My mom will give me an ear full. “Hey Mom! Hey Dad” I greeted taking my seat next to Xavier, who was busy with his phone. “Morning dear” they both said at once. “How was your night?” My dad asked while my mom filled more food for Xavier. He always gets more favor than me, “W