Chapter 3

Anna

Small world, never did I knew that the hot boy next door happens to be the guy that I had bumped into a while ago. He have these appearance that any girl will fall for but the only thing that is wrong is his attitude. His attitude needs repairing, and I meant that.

I can't believe that I will waste my time with that stupid jerk. I hate him for ruining my morning, I hate him for being this arrogant and stupid jerk. He should've just apologize, if he did then I will just let go of what happened.

I took my phone out of my pocket and started calling Amy, I wanted to ask her advice because it usually helps.

"Hey Anna?" She greeted.

"Hey Amy. I have a problem, I wanted to ask some advice." I really don't want to meet that guy.

"Do you remember the story that I told you about the bumping incident this morning?" I closed my window, I hope he doesn't see me though.

"Yes, what about it?"

"Oh my gosh Amy! He's our new next door neighbor and we'll be heading at their house later for dinner! I can't do it and I don't want to. I don't know what to do?" I'm panicking, I can't even catch my breath.

"C'mon, breathe." I followed what she instructed me to do, "Calm down, it's not like it's the end of the world, just act normal and pretend that you don't notice him."

I can't even understand her because of all the thinking that I'm doing because of that stupid guy, "I really don't know how to do that?" I can't even reply correctly.

"Anna! Your father is here, we'll be heading at the Andersons in about fifteen more minutes!" My mother shouted.

It's making me more paranoid, "But mom?" I said, grunting. But it seems like she didn't hear what I said.

"Good bye Anna and good luck!" Amy hung up and I can't believe she just did that without replying on my last question.

Just great, I don't even know if I can manage to handle this on my own. O Almighty God, please help me. Praying usually helps. I can feel my hands sweating, I'm nervous wherein I shouldn't be. I should not be acting this way, considering the fact that it wasn't really all my fault. I should be confident and show him whose the boss.

What am I wearing now? I'm currently wearing a short, navy blue dress. I seldom wear dresses because I prefer wearing shirt and jeans that I found comfortable to wear. I used a curler to let my hair have this small curls formed. I'm usually surprise when I see myself in the mirror when I wore things like this and when I fixed my hair, it is because I don't usually do this. I was like, who is this girl in front of me?

I went downstairs, I saw my mother fixing my father's tie while Abby was sitted on the couch. She was wearing a yellow dress with cute ribbon clipped on her blonde hair. She got my mother's hair color, while I got mine from my father.

"You're so pretty Anna." My sister Abby hurriedly made her way towards me. I smiled as she hugged my legs, "You look prettier Abby." I said.

"C'mon, we need to go at the Anderson's household." My mother said excitedly. My mother isn't usually like that, I felt weird by just looking at her like that.

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My mother rang the doorbell of the Andersons. She started tidying up her dress and asking my father if she looks fine and presentable. My father, as always, will say yes. My mother is beautiful even if she's on her 30's and she doesn't even look like she's on her 30's either. Why didn't I get some of my genes from her anyway? I always consider myself as the ugly duckling even if my parents and relatives disagrees on it.

"Just a minute." A high pitched voice replied. That must be Mrs. Anderson.

After a couple of minutes, the door open and I was surprised to see the 'oh so hot rude jerk'. He was just wearing his black shirt and jeans. His brown is a little bit messy compared before but he still looks presentable. I can't stand the fact that my eyes were still glued to him even if I hated the guy. He really looks something and I don't object.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Collins. I'm James, nice to meet you all." He politely said and ended his sentence with an angelic smile that send shivers in my spine. His god damn smile and polite words irritates me.

What a polite and kind boy, never knew he had it in him. He wasn't really like this when we met, if only he was this kind back then, I will fall for him directly. I saw him look at Abby, smiling. Abby smiled back and went to hide on the back of my legs, she's shy. After seconds, I looked at him and I already find him looking right at me with a look that I don't describe.

"Nice to meet you James, that is Abby and the beautiful girl beside me is Anna, she was just as your age and I hope you two will be good friends." My mom said. I can't really believe that I'm doing this, can I just go home and stay on my bedroom as I watch vampire diaries? This is really a waste of my time.

I heard him mumble something and I sort of heard my name being mentioned by him. He showed me his signature smirk as he glance at me.

"Please, make yourself at home. My parents are at the kitchen, just go straight ahead and you'll find the dining room." He gestured.

My mother thanked him and went inside, my father follows as well as Abby. When I was about to get myself in, he stopped my tracks by putting his legs in front of me, blocking my way. I diverted my eyes, avoiding eye contact.

"Hi Anna, I hope we'll be good friends. Let's forget the bumping incident a while ago, even if it's all your fault." He ended it with a smirk. He turn his back, leaving me defenseless.

"You should think about what you're saying. Grow up will you? It wasn't my fault, it was also your fault. Don't pin point me because of the incident without considering the facts that it was partly your fault." I don't know what I'm saying but I hope he does get my point.

"Wasn't expecting those words to come out from a girl like you. I'll go ahead, nice talking to you." He didn't looked at me and went straight at the dining room.

I let out a heavy breath and rubbed my temples, relaxing myself because I'm kind of getting above my limits. And by above the limits, I just wanted to kick him or at least cut his tongue, I don't do that but I'm thinking of doing that.

What a total douche bag! He's a pathetic rude jerk, I can't believe the heavens showered him with daring and beautiful appearance. He doesn't even deserve that kind of appearance because of that pathetic attitude he acquires. I wish he'll realize what kind of douche he was when he was talking to me.

I take a deep breath and exhaled, I think I can follow them now. I'm relaxed and feeling a little bit of ease at the moment. I just hope that I won't get caught in trouble because of him. I don't want to get myself humiliated because of that stupid and arrogant jerk.

When I reached the dining room, my mother instructed me to sit on the chair beside Abby and I was surprised to see James sitted across me. Why can't he just sit down at the empty chair beside his father? I can't stand him.

"Andre, get down! The guests are already here." Mrs. Anderson called Andre and whoever he is, maybe he's the person who'll be sitting beside Mr. Anderson. Can they just exchange sit? I'll be comfortable when James is not sitted across me.

"My apologies, Andre usually watch basketball at this moment." Mrs. Anderson said.

His mother is beautiful, but I still think that my mom is more beautiful than her though. Maybe he got his beautiful and charming appearance from her mother? They look similar compared to his father.

"I'm sorry, Hi everyone." The guy who I presume is Andre, sits in between James and Mr. Anderson.

Where the hell did they get there genes from? Andre was like his twin because of those charming appearance he acquires. He's hot, just like James. He's body is built, must be work out and I think he's two inch taller from James. He acquires a blonde hair and cute brown eyes, he must have acquired it from his dad.

I can't believe that I'm saying this but I find James more attractive than Andre. Still, both look charming in many different ways.

Mrs. Anderson started the blessing, or in other words, prayer. After that we finally dig in. The food that are prepared on the table were delicious as it looks. Her mother is really good at cooking, she should've built herself a fast food chain or restaurant.

Minutes later, my mother and Mrs. Anderson started talking, exchanging stories that I can't understand because their conversation kept on changing from one topic to another. I think they'll be good friends, not just good but best friends. My father and Mr. Anderson excused themselves and went straight in the living room, carrying some bottles of beer. Seems those two are getting along well.

My sister, Abby, was eating her food. She's slow in eating and it took half an hour before she even finishes her food. Andre, on the other hand, stayed on his sit as he kept on typing on his phone. He makes faces that I don't even understand, he's like this idiot who kept on smiling without any reason. James on the other hand was just sitted across me, I don't know where he was looking but I feel like he was looking at me. He's really taking my comfort zone away and he never fails on doing it.

I wanted to go on the bathroom, I can't hold it any longer.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Anderson?" I called Mrs. Anderson attention.

She looked at me as soon as she heard me, "Yes my dear?"

"Can I use the bathroom?" I asked, politely. I can't hold this any longer and in addition, I wanted to get away from James.

"Sure you can dear." She take a look on James, "James, can you please show Anna the bathroom upstairs?"

Just my luck. "I'm pleased to do so." James replied. I saw him smirk and I just ignored him. I followed him as we went upstairs and we didn't spoke any word from each other.

He stopped his tracks when we reached the white colored door in front of him. "Here you go." He opened the door for me and gestured me to go inside. It's a little bit odd though, why is he even acting this way?

Just as I was about to close the door, he spoke something that sends goose bumps throughout my skin. "Call me when you see a ghost." He ended with a smile.

That jerk! I can't believe that he can say those words to me. The real truth is, I'm afraid of ghost, exorcists and things that are related to that. I don't want anyone scaring me with shits like that because it will never came out of my head especially when it's dark! And what I meant by that was, during the night.

As soon as I finished, I twisted the doorknob and opened the door. The path that I was going to take for me to go downstairs was completely dark. The lights were off and it made me want to run but I can't do that because if I did, I'll humiliate myself.

I swallowed the lump on my throat and let out a heavy breathe. I took a step out of the bathroom and I heard a loud bang inside the room that was in front of me.

"Be brave Anna, you can do this. It's just a wind, right?" I can feel my hands sweating and my heart banging against my chest.

I can hear a soft sound of footsteps as I walk through the hallway. I don't want to turn my back because it will just make my heart pound and in the same time, it'll make me uneasy.

I was about to reach the stairs when I felt a hand touch my shoulder and it said, "Anna." In a whispered manner.

It sends goose bumps all over my body and my heart was beating rapidly, I shouted like I never did before and hurriedly went downstairs.

I was panting and sweating in the same time. My parents and Mr. and Mrs. Anderson made their way towards me with a worried face,

"What's wrong Anna? What happened? You look pale?" My father examined my physical appearance as he continue to ask me some random questions.

"Ghost." Is all I said.

I know it may sound weird but it was definitely a ghost. All of them have this unexplainable look on their face and I feel like they don't believe a single word that I said.

Loud footsteps was heard on the staircase and we saw Andre and James making their way down as they continued to laugh like complete and pathetic idiots.

"What's wrong with you Anna? We're calling you and you hurriedly made your way down like you're scared of something." James wipes the tears that was coming out from his eyes, it's probably tears of joy.

"You were like a kid who was afraid of ghost or some shit." Andre laughed as hard as he can that he can't hardly stop.

I, Anna Collins, just humiliated myself in front of my parents and to the Anderson's household. My life is turning into a complete hell hole.