love is tough
Chapter 7
Cole’s
POV
Before I went outside
my mom said that Chelsea was on the phone. Here’s the
deal with Chelsea, I kissed her in 7th grade. She never left me
alone after that. I mean, she’s basically stalking me! I
had to change my cell number at least 3 times, because she kept
texting me over and over. After thinking all of those horrible
memories, I decided to call her back. The phone call was
basically her just saying if we could hang out today. I let her
down gently, telling her that maybe some other time.
I hang up the phone
and stroll down the stairs into the backyard. I look at the hot
tub to se Brad and Mike starring at Mel with
googly
eyes. It really makes me feel disgusted to be related to
those guys.
“You guys got in without me?” I pouted. I take
a glance at Mel and she turns beet red. I laugh and say, “
I’m kidding. Go ahead.”
“O-okay.”
I swiftly take off my shirt and wait for her to get in. She dips
her toe in to test the water, and she quivers. It was pretty
funny. Once she got in I noticed that she still had her bracelets
on.
“You didn’t want to take your bracelets off?” I
looked straight at her and she didn’t make any eye
contact.
“Uuuh, I kind of forgot. Oops.” She nervously
giggled.
“Soooo, you’re from Miami right?”
Brad asks with a hopeful tone in his voice, it makes me want to
kick him.
“Yeah, it’s definitely different from Maine.
Don’t get me wrong, Maine seems nice but.. I miss
Miami.”
“Frig, I would miss Miami too if I moved that
far.” I starred at Mike. Is he really that
stupid to make her miss Florida?
While they kept talking, I studied her. Her eyes are dark brown;
they look liquidy and glassy. Like she was keeping a secret
from us. Her hair looked really thick and soft. She seems too
good to be true.. For now anyway.
love is tough
Chapter 6
Melissa’s POV <------------
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I can’t believe
this is actually happening. I glance over to my mom to see what
she says.
“Mel, your bikini is upstairs in your
room.”
I nod and walk
through the front door. As I’m walking on the sidewalk I
look over into the Avery’s backyard. I see Mike warming up
the tub and Brad pushing Mike into the shrubs. I silently giggle
to myself and unlocked the front door of the house. I ran
upstairs and started to tear through a bunch of boxes to find my
bikini.
“Where the hell is it?!” I muttered to
myself.
Ha, there is it. I
pull it on and find a pair of my Hollister short’s, I slip
them on and grab a random t-shirt. I search around for a hair tie
and pull my hair into a messy bun. Whatever, I think,
ifthey don’t think it’s
hot… whatever. I run downstairs, grab my towel and
head out the door. When I get to Cole’s house I don’t
go inside, I walk into the backyard and sit down on a chair
that’s not filled with snow.
“Hey.” A deep voice echoes.
“Hello?”
“Why are you
sitting out here?”
I turn around to see
Brad standing there with his hands in his trunks. Mike slowly
follows behind him, studying his feet. I look around for Cole,
and he’s not anywhere to be seen.
“Cole is coming, his upstairs.” Mike mutters.
“Oh. Okay, well. Do you wanna get in?” I gestured toward
the hot-tub.
“I
guess.” Mike said.
Mike and Brad get in first. I take off my t-shirt and my shorts,
and I look at Brad & Mike. They’re starring at me like
I’m a TV show. I hesitate and step in.
“You guys got in before me?”
love is tough
Chapter 5
Melissa’s POV
Oh my god, these boys are hot. No, stop it right now.
Look at his hair! Oh mygosh, I see biceps! STOP, you have a boyfriend
!Right right. No flirting, playing with my hair, no biting
my lip, or starring into their eyes.
“Melissa, these are my sons. Brad, Michael, and
Cole.” She waved her hands in front of them like
the lady on Wheel of Fortune does.
“Hi.” I waved to them. Brad raised an
eyebrow, which made me feel hot. Michael winked at me and it
pretty much made me giggle, and Cole just starred into my eyes. I
looked away and starred at the design on the rug.
“Ma, we’re gunna go into the hot tub
kay?”
Cole shot out while walking upstairs.
“COLE! Why don’t you bring Melissa with
you?”
Uh, whoa. When did I sign up for this? I really don’t want
to go into a hottub with 3 fricken hot / amazing guys. Oh my god.
Plleeasssse say no cole! SAY NO!
“Uh, sure?”
Damn.
love
is tough
part
3
Melissa's POV
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This house is dreadful. It's horrible!
How can someone live in this building! Now I see why the previous
owners moved out, it's just not suitable to live! And to add
to this splendid day I have to go meet the neighbors. I look like
living hell at the moment too, and they're apparently 3 guys
who live next door. So, I gotta dress to
impress! But I only have five minutes, so I throw on my high top
cheetah sneakers and wait in the foyer for my parents to finish
“freshening up”.
“You ready Mel?” yelled my mom.
“Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Let's goooo!”
“Okay hunny!”
As they walked down the stairs, I walked out the door. I really just want to get out of this house. I waited right by the car and as they strolled out they told me to be on my best behavior. Blah, blah, blaah! We want to make a good impression, blah. So I'll just do what I always do when I meet new people. Smile and nod, it always works.
We walked up to the neighbor's house and
it was answered by a woman, supposedly 42? Also, a man supposedly
43 – 44? They invited us into their house that looks MUCH
better than ours. The woman (Mrs.Avery)
told us to sit down and have a snack that was set on the coffee
table while she called down her sons.
I have no idea what to expect from three boys, but I can't
fall for any one of them. Because, I have a
boyfriend.
*witty screwed up the spacing. sorry, haha.
love
is tough
part
2
Cole's
POV
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So, apparently we're getting a new neighbors. All my mom told me and my two brothers that there's a girl and she's 14. Plus, she's from Miami, I don't see why she decided to move up to Maine. In the dead of winter too. I just hope she's not one of those fake Barbie Girls who freak out when they break a nail.
The neighbors aren't going to be here
until around 5 tonight. I had some time to blow off so I decide
to go into the hot-tub, which I found Brad & Micheal in already.
“Yo bro, I
just saw Chelsea jog by. She asked for you.” My older brother by two years, Brad,
yelled.
“Yeah, she said she needed to talk to you. “ Michael,
my older brother by a year, mumbled.
“Awww, does Micheal still like Chelly?”
“Shut up Brad.”
Ah, brotherly love. I take off my shirt and slide into the tub.
The temperature of the hot tub and the freezing winter cold feels
really good. Once I start to get relaxed, I hear a car pull in
next door. I tense up and I realize that the new neighbors are
here.
“Brad, what time is it?”
“3:47, why?”
“The neighbors are here! Dammit, we have
to go change!”
“Ah, forget it man. I'm not changing.”
“Whatever, lets just get out for now.”
I jumped out of the water and pull my shirt over my head.
Micheal pushes me inside and we see my
mom on the couch telling us to sit with her.
“Come sit, the neighbors are coming in five minutes.”
I sit down with my heart pounding and skipping several beats. Why
am I acting like this? She's probably a stuck up girl that
only likes tanned built guys. Whatever, I can't get attached
to her what-so-ever.
I'm sorry,
That
I'm not the perfect weight for you.
That my face isn't clear like hers.
That my clothes aren't cool enough for you to
notice.
That I can't play soccer or any other sport very
well.
That I only do dance.
I'm not as funny as other girls.
I'm not as pretty as other girls.
I'm sorry that I have trust issues.
That I don't have a best friend.
But the only thing I'm not sorry for.
I'm not sorry for being
me.
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