Stalking Aaron

The first semester of college...

I looked in the mirror and found myself staring at the more mature and grown-up version of myself. Or at least, that's what I think I am. Of course, Macie would disagree and call me immature at times, but we both knew that I was ten times more mature between me and my brother Jake.

Macie would always scold me for talking shit about Jake. She thinks I still hold a grudge against him for stealing my girl last year.

Jane...

To be honest, I was pissed and hurt, but I fully got over it after a while. Because I, Aaron Morris, am not the type to whine and cry over a girl. I was far better than that. I decided to move on with my life. There is plenty of fish in the sea, right?

Besides, it wasn't like I had a hard time finding a girlfriend. I wasn't a bad looking guy. In fact, many girls found my tousled brown hair, bright green eyes, and muscular physique quite attractive. Some say I am charming, which is why it wasn't hard for me to replace Jane. Macie practically fell on my lap, and she is crazy about me. At least, that's what I think.

"Dude, are you done checking yourself out yet? We get it. You are soooo good-looking!" Jake yelled from the room next to me.

"Fuck you, Jake!" I yelled. I love my brother, but he was all in my business and that could get old at times.

I heard Jane giggle from his room. Those two were practically joined by the hips. Even I couldn't help but think they were good together. Sometimes I got jealous, but mostly I thought it was cute.

As far as Macie goes, she was gorgeous and we've been dating for three months now, but I still wasn't sure if I was in love with her not. I guess only time can tell.

I came out of the bathroom and gave Jake a dirty look, then headed outside. I didn't want to be late on my first day.

"Aaron!"

I halted as I heard the dreaded voice of my annoying neighbor. The bane of my existence.

I cringed and rummaged inside my pocket and frantically searched for my keys. I needed to get the fuck out of here before she catches up to me. I finally got the key out and proceeded to open the door, but someone pulled on my sleeve.

I turned around to look at the smiling face of my red-headed nightmare.

Bella Davis...

"What?" I barked.