Tyna Williams

He was my new neighbor and I hated him instantly. Some fall in love at first sight but for us, it was pure hatred at first sight. We should have stayed enemies forever but life was unpredictable. In the end, one kiss was it all it took to turn us into something more.
From then on, we could no longer tell what we were... Friends? Enemies? Friends with benefits? Enemies with benefits?
It was unclear but I could tell that something had changed because the player next door had become something more to me...
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Rylie Myers never thought it would be possible to hate someone with every fibre of your body but meeting Blake Weston changed that.
Blake was Rylie's new next door neighbor and Rylie couldn't help but dislike him from the moment she saw him and the series of disastrous encounters that followed didn't help.
Their enmity was mutual and should've stayed that way... but one accidental kiss was all it took for everything to change.
And before they realized it, they were stuck with each other, forced to keep up a charade that involved them being something more than enemies.
The only question now is what happens when fake feelings start getting a little too real?

The Player Next Door

"Oh my God! It's my mom!" I exclaimed silently to Blake. "What do we do? She can't find you here with me. I can't even begin to imagine how bad that will be." 


"I don't know. Hide or maybe you could…" 


I was cut off by the turning of the door knob. 


Oh geez! My mom! I thought exasperatedly. 


I watched as the door open as my mom stepped into the room. 


My breathing stilled as I cautiously watched the emotions playing on my mom's face. Instead of her eyes to focus on Blake who was beside me, her eyes were roaming round the room instead, like she was looking for something. 


That was when I realized that Blake wasn't beside me anymore. How he'd managed to disappear so fast was beyond me. 


"Morning Mom," I chirped. "So what are you looking about for?" 


"I thought I heard voices. Is there anybody in here with you?" 


"Of course not! Pfft! Why would anyone be in my room by this time of the day?" I managed a nervous chuckle. 


20. The Notebook Tussle