Being the New Neighbor (mm:domination, 1697 words) | |||
Author: Tarom | |||
Added: Jul 26 2007 | Views / Reads: 3814 / 3265 [86%] | Story vote: 8.50 (10 votes) | |
As I'm looking through boxes and being new to the neighborhood a neighbor comes and greets me. I meet all of him. | |||
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Being the New NeighborSo my parents moved houses while I was away at school. It was nothing big, not even cities just to a nicer area. My room (if you could call it that) was very down sized but since I was away at school it didn't really matter. My school is close enough to come home and do laundry, but far enough away that I didn't feel guilty about living on campus.
It was one of these visits home that is worth mentioning. My parents moved to the yuppiest of yuppie cul-de-sacs in my little town. Neighborhood barbeques with rented bouncy houses were put up in the coned off street occurred pretty often; often enough that I could come home to go to one. I met the neighbors but seeing as most of them were budding families I didn't make much of a connection. My dad's new friend lived across the street and they were usually in each other's garages drinking. He was nice looking with amazing blue eyes. I definitely didn't mind him being around.
Well, one summer I was home and looking through one of the sheds for a book or just something my dad had threw in a box during the move when I heard someone outside calling. Outside I had found it to be the blue-eyed neighbor. We knew each other by name and had seen each other around quite a bit (yeah, we live across the street from each other) and despite his yuppie location and small children, enjoyed his beer and had plenty of tattoos all over. He has to be somewhere in his ...
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