Noon had came to be when I had awoken, typical day, typical noon, and like always I find myself on the edge.
I am a 23 year old guy who just got rid of his parents. I had decided to live on my own and not depend on them, yet I find myself regretting leaving everyday. Life wasn't the same without hearing my mom complain about everything, and my dad ignoring her to keep talking to me. What can I say, both of them were out of this world. And that's where I got my looks from.
My mother is one of those famous models who are in the top, in my childhood every time her cellphone rang it was most likely a call from her manager. But like a good mother she is, she would curse her manager out just so she could spend more time with me. But because of that I would have always stayed at her friend's house.
Now dad is something else. Dad was an actor but not just any actor, he was a foreign actor, he knew a couple of different languages but never thought me any. Well I can't say I just only know English because that would be a lie, I know bits of Spanish since where I stayed mostly in my childhood was a Spanish speaking house. But over all those busy schedules they would always make time for me.
I made myself breakfast and when I was done I went to get dress. I looked at myself in the mirror and shifted my hair a bit to the left and smirked. "Dylan!" Said a voice coming from the first floor.
"What?" I yelled through the door.
"There's a party on Saturday, you coming?" The voice said again and I walked to the stairs leading to the first floor. A guy who was a couple years older than me stood there and I raised a brow, I can't deal with my neighbor.
"Dan, how do you keep breaking into my house without me noticing?" I asked with a sigh but Dan smirked.
"Dylan, I got my ways." He chuckled. "Anyways, are you going?" I shrugged and started to walk back to my room. "What if I told you it was a welcome party?" I stopped midway and turned around.
"For who?" I said with a hit of curiosity.
"Lya's sister." Dan smirked. I quickly imagined a duplicate of the beautiful Latina friend we had in common. She had natural curly hair and curves everywhere. She was also the daughter of the women I stayed with in my childhood. "I see someone's interested." He laughs.
"Dan, you know I would get killed if I messed with her." I said as I walked down the stairs and towards the door. "Plus, Lya is not my type so why would her sister be." I opened the door and looked at Dan. "Lock the door in your way out." I said and closed the door. My feet moved to my car, which was parked in the garage, and I hoped in. "How would I even go without been invited personally." I mumbled and the engine roared back in response. I quietly drove to my job, I worked in a supermarket close by my house, and started working a few minutes after I arrived.
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"Good Afternoon." The person in front of me said. I raised my vision line and smiled. A girl a few inches shorter than me stood there, she had that wild curly hair loose and her hazel eyes looked back at me.
"Good Afternoon Mariana, how you been?" I asked as I bend down a bit. She kissed my cheek and sighed.
"I've been alright. Busy day tomorrow?" Mariana asks and I shook my head no.
"It's been rather slow this whole week actually." I said and she smiled.
"So, do you mind helping me after work tomorrow?" She smiled and did her puppy eyes.
"Mariana...." I warned.
"I promise I really need help this time! I've got a bunch of things in the basement that need to go. Can you help me?" She said quickly and I rolled my eyes.
"Fine." I breathed.
"Oh by the way, Lya wanted you to go over to her house today. She wanted to tell you something." The hazel eyed girl said.
"For what?" I asked.
"It's not my business to say, but it has to do with what you'll be helping me tomorrow." She smiled and I groaned. "Well could you like... Do you job before I just take everything." I nod and quickly started to pass everything through the scanner.
"$80.89" I said and she pulled out her debit card. She quickly paid and pulled me down, she pushed her cheek into my lips and then put all the bags into the cart.
"Bye love." She waved and then disappeared into the exit.
"Ahhh Caribbean girls, they are a handful." A voice said besides me and I jumped when I saw Dan.
"You creep!" I yelled and moved away from him. Dan laughed and put his hand over my shoulder.
"So is Mariana your type?" He asks and I pushed him away.
"That's Michael's target." I said after I greeted the customer in front of me.
"So?" He asks and I roll my eyes.
"Oh so you don't mind me fussing over Lya then." I hissed and his eyes narrowed.
"Paws off." He growled.
"See, a little upset aren't we." I shoved him away and he glared.
"What did she want to talk to you about?" Dan asked walking back to me. I smiled at the customer and waved at them as they leaved.
"Chill, she's not you girl." I barked back and Dan sighed. "And I don't know, probably the party." Dan nods in approval and walks away.
Its been a couple of hours since Dan left and I am now in my way to Lya's house.
A/N So I got no Idea what this will lead up to but it would be awesome! Hopefully... Let me know what you think.
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