One day I woke up to the sound of a truck outside my window. It was early in the morning so i walked downstairs and looked outside. It was a moving truck. I knew my old neighbour had moved but I didn't know when the new people were moving in. I quickly grabbed a jacket and walked out, still in my pajama's. As I got closer to the house, I noticed a boy around my age struggling to carry some boxes. I giggled spite myself and walked over to him. "Need some help?" I asked kinda shyly. He turned around and smiled.
"No, I'm okay thanks."
"Are you sure? You look like your struggling." He chuckled.
"I'm sure. I'm Felix." He replied, smiling.
"I'm Dean, I live across the street." I said cheerfully pointing to my house. "Do you have a pet?" I asked, noticing a pet carrier and a bed.
"Yeah, I have 2 cats." He said. I smiled.
"Aww that's cute. Your names Felix and you have cats." He blushed and looked down.
"Do you like cats?"
"Yeah! I have 2 of my own." He looked back up with a smile on his face. I smiled back at him. he was so cute with his blonde hair, green eyes, specialy placed frecals on his fair toned skin. He had a slim athletic body. he wasnt to musculer or anything.
"Well, I know this isn't something you usually ask someone you just met but, would you mind looking after mine for a few minutes? While I get all the boxes in the house."
"I'd love to!" I said smiling a stupid geeky looking smile. He smiled again, with his perect gental smile and pulled out the carrier.
"Their both only about 8 weeks old, I found them on the street so I took them in. The black one's called Shadow and the white's Misty."
"Aww cute!" I said as I looked closer. He handled the carrier so gentally trying not to hurt them. When Felix handed the carrier over to me our hands brushed agianst eachothers and i blushed. I looked at our hands then at him. his eyes were so pretty. He was looking at me kinda in a daze.He kinda jumped back into reality stutter out...