Monday, October 12, 2009

"The Boy Next Door" Chapter 1 Part 3

As we continued talking, he suddenly realized something. But before he could talk, Ray came outside. "I see you two have met, Eddie. Ed, this is my daughter Julie," my dad introduced us with excitement. "Nice to meet you Julie. Your dad is a great man. I'm sure you are going to love living with him." Eddie shook my hand and then put both hands into his pcokets. "Hey Jules, if it's alright with you, maybe Eddie could stay for dinner?" It's funny how my dad suddenly asks for my permission before he can do things. It's like I'm his mother or something, which is very weird. "Sure, Dad. It's your house. I don't mind." My father smiled at the answer.

So, that's how we ended up in my dad's dining room, eating some kind of food. I could already tell that my dad has never cooked in his life and that he has relied on fast food. I sat on the right side of my dad and Eddie sat across from me. We really didn't talk much, which was pretty awkward. "So Julie, how do you like our town?" I was only in this town for close to two hours and all I have seen was Eddie's and my dad's houses. "It's okay, I guess." To be honest, that was an idiotic question. I wanted to tell him that, but I didn't want to seem rude. "If you want, I can give you a tour. There are some great places I think you will like," Eddie said before he took a drink of water.

After dinner, Eddie went back home. Then it was just me and my dad standing in the living room. "I'm going to bed. Good night." I started to climb the stairs when dad said, "Julie, I'm really glad you're here. I really am. I just want you to know that event though we don't know much about each other, I think we should go to the mall or something and just spend the day together." Ray did sound like he really wanted to get to know me. "Okay." I turned and went up to my room. After I put my pajamas on and climbed into bed, I saw a figure in the window of Eddie's house and I don't know, but the figure looked exactly like Eddie.

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