Rain isn't always clear 3

" Ronda get up phone" my mom screamed over the intercom. Falling out of bed with my legs wrapped up in the blankets ending with a thud. " Ah" climbing back on the bed only to garb the phone. " Hello"

" Christie you cant believe what’s going on here"

" What going on Danielle?" Whipping my eyes with the back of my hand.

" My parents just won the lottery 35.1 million and they told me were moving up where you are since they feel bad because im lost with out you." Her voice sounded fully awake.

" What are you calling from?" I asked getting up from my bed looking out the window. " Where in Nevada now my parents got me a cell phone yesterday I so wanted to call you but they wanted me to wait tell I was half way to you."

" Do you know where your house will be?" "No they won’t tell me that part I only hope it’s by you so that way we can hang out more."

" Yea I know what you mean" " well Christie I have to go there’s a tunnel coming up ill call you back when im in town." " Ok drive safe" hanging up the phone I looked around only to see Matt setting there staring at me.

" So how did you get in my room?" I asked only to see hem yawn. " Throw the parlor" he cracked " oh I love your body by the way" a smirk on his face. Looking down at my self only to see my shirt gone. Sighing I gave up flopping down on the floor.

" You are different then the others" he laughed getting up. He walked over only to hold his hand out to me. " Keep your eyes off of me!" taking his hand only to hear hem laugh. " Im not looking just get you ass in the closet" he laughed.

" See you did to" I screamed before slamming the closet door.

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Walking out of the closet with a blue plaid skirt and a back tube top… knee high socks with black plaid.

Matt sat on my bed looking though my CDs. " So how do you have black hair when your mother has blonde?" His question bugged me.

" Because my father had black hair." Walking over just to set by hem. " And what happened to your father?" he asked moving alittle closer. " He died in a car crash when I was ten even though it was nine years ago I feel like my mother shouldn’t be married to some one else, that isn’t hem.

" So why do you still live with your dad if your nineteen?" looking over at hem.

" Well you know I help my dad with his moving business well I rent my room" my mouth dropped. " So why did you guys have a fight?"

" Family reasons" he answered. " Well you can share a room with me that couch is a fold out" smiling only to see hem getting closer to me. " If you don’t care… and if I do will I get to see that play again it was lovely" he smiled.

Blushing only to turn away from hem. " Hey Ronda!" Turning to look at hem only to feel his lips. Trying to pull away only to find out that he had his arms around me holding me there. " What the…?" only to have it come up muffled. He pulled away a smile on his face.

" You need to keep your hands off me though" only to feel hem pull me down so I was looking up at hem. " But why cant I have the bed" he smirked kissing me.

Moving my head away only to feel hem kissing my neck. " Get off of me!" Shoving hem off only to see hem smirking. " Oh come on" he pouted. " I barely no you and im not that way!" garbing a pillow resting it next to my chest. " get your ass on that couch" watching hem stand up and walk to the couch.

" Ronda we need to go paint shopping!" my mothers voice called from the intercom. Walking over I pushed the button. " Ok ill be right down," slipping my converts on only to feel Matt’s eyes on me.

" You better be back here when I get home" only to hear laughing. 

"I mean it!" closeing the door behind me.