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I did promise I would post at least another chapter :)

*Jack's P.O.V.*

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. She saw me, she saw me, she saw me, she saw me." I said to myself, panicking.

Alex soon barged into my room causing me to jump.

"Holy shit! Ever heard of knocking?" I yelled.

"Nope, and what's wrong with you? You look like you just saw a ghost."

"Dude, I glanced out my window and caught my neighbor having some guy go down on her."

"Haha, did she catch you?"

"No, but her boyfriend did so I'm sure she knows."

"Was that all they were doing?"

"They had some booze, and some pretty good pot. I could literally smell it from here,"

"Smell like heaven?"

"Oh yeah,"

"Maybe when you go over there to apologize you can ask her to share the love,"

"We need to concentrate on writing this song man, we're getting nowhere,"

"Which is exactly why we could use a little of that herbal love..for, you know, inspiration."

"Let's just get to work."

Alex and i sat around for a while, trying to work on a new song when we both heard a car start up. Curious, we looked out the window and noticed the guy at my neighbor's house was leaving.

"Alright man, I'm gonna head out. Go apologize, and I'll see you later." Alex said, walking towards the door.

"Later bro."

I got a pad of paper and a pen out to try and think of some lyrics, or maybe even an idea, to mine and Alex's work-in-progress. After about 5 minutes I heard Jimmy Eat World blaring from across the street. I glanced out my window and noticed neighbor girl was on her balcony having a smoke and drink, but mostly what caught me by surprise is the fact she was standing on her blacony half naked; in broad daylight no less. Maybe it was time to go say sorry for being a peeping tom earlier, so I snagged my hoodie and walked across the street. I was gonna walk up to her door before I heard someone yell something.

"Hey skunk boy!" she yelled.

I walked into her view.

"uhh hi. I said, nervous to how she was gonna react to me.

"Saw that you caught eye of quite the show earlier." She took a long drag of her cigarette and blew out the smoke.

"Umm yeah, I actually came to apologize for that."

"You know, it doesn't really bug me that you saw my boyfriend and I getting it on, but more of the fact that when i went to fix the problem he ended up falling asleep while my back was turned. So you unintentionally twat swatted me."

"Is there anyway I can make it up to you?"

She pondered for a minute while taking a few sips of her drink.

"Come have a drink with me," she finally said, a smile appearing.

"Really? That's all I have to do?"

Yup, it's no fun drinking alone."

"Be up in a sec."

I walked over to the tree leading up to her balcony and climbed it. I hopped onto the balcony and got a good look at her; she was anything but a butterface. She had stunning green eyes with a bit of gold in them, sking like ivory, and her hair looked as if it were made of black silk. She was positively stunning, like a little china doll.

"I don't have another glass, so you'll have to use mine,"

"Than what're you gonna use?"

"The bottle."

She walked into her room, snagged the bottle, the weed, a pipe, a lighter, and put her cigarette out in the ashtray on her dresser.

'You know, smoking's bad for you." I said, trying to start a conversation.

"Thanks for telling me, I've never heard that before." She laughedand took a swig from the bottle.

"So, what's your name?" she asked.

"You don't recognize me?" I questioned. She shook her head no.

"All Time Low?"

"Umm yeah, sorry, not really ringing a bell."

"Oh, well, that's the name of the band I'm in. I play lead guitar,"

"Oooh sexy guitarist. You still didn't tell me your name,"

"Oh, my bad," I extended a hand to her, "Jack Barakat."

She firmly grasped my hand and shook it.

"Rebecca Baker, but i prefer people call me Becca,"

"Well, it's nice to meet you Becca,"

"Likewise, Jack. Oh, there's one thing you could allow me to do to make up for you peeping tomery before,"

"And just what would that be?"

"Allowing me to do this." Becca walked toward me and wrapped her vodka tainted lips around mine. I backed off slightly.

"How old are you Becca?"

"16. That a problem?"

I thought for a minute before leaning down and kissing her softly on the lips.

"Not a problem at all."

Wow, so Jack's kind of a cradle robber in this story haha. I love writing this. Things start to get a little more intense, not in a dirty way, in like a wow I feel bad for her kind of intense, but I think I'm gonna wait until tomorrow to post again. Haha bitches, I'm so evil sometimes :)

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