|Kaitlyn POV|

I pulled up to my house after a race I just won. I usually always win but there are times when I lose, but that's not often.

Anyway, I see my new neighbor walk out of his house. He's not bad looking to be honest, but every night he has someone new and I always hear them going at it. He's legit a sex god.

We exchanged glances and went our separate ways. I walked into my house and just laid right there on my floor, exhausted from my race. Someone knocked on the door. I hesitantly got up and opened it.

"What do you want?" I said opening up the door, not knowing who it was.

"Oh sorry. I didn't think you were busy." Matthew asked.

"I'm not busy, I'm just not used to anyone trying to come over." I said honestly.

"Well we're going to have to fix that." He smirked.

"In your little dreams Bieber." I laughed.

"Ouch. That hurt." He said pretending to grab his aching heart.

"Well what did you need? You obviously didn't come over just to make conversation." I asked.

"Well I actually was wondering if I could maybe have a roll of toilet paper. You see, I had this massive dia-" I cut him off.

"Okay okay. You don't need to go into full detail. You can come in and sit at the couch and wait." I said disgusted.

"Thanks." He said walking in.

I closed the door and went to go get him his toilet paper so he could leave.

|Matts POV|

I walked into my neighbors house. I never got her name, but she's very beautiful.

Yeah I might have a little crush on her, but I can't let a girl stand in the way if my bad boy reputation. I mean have you seen me? Any girl would want a piece of this cake.

I looked around and I saw a few pictures on a mantle above her fireplace. They were pictures of I think her family. I wonder where they are.

"They're dead." I heard behind me.

I must have said that out loud.

"Oh..I'm so sorry. Um if it's alright. Can you tell me how they died?" I asked.

"It was back before I started racing. We were all going on a drive. We were having fun. Talking, laughing, you know just enjoying each other. Well my dad wasn't paying attention and he ran through a red light into on coming traffic, and the impact killed everyone in the car except me. I was in foster care for 2 years until I turned 18 then they let me go. I started street racing and just turned into someone I wasn't. All of these things I felt just came naturally to me." She finished with a couple tears falling from her eyes.

I had a couple tears in my eyes as well. A pretty girl shouldn't have to go through things like this.

"Come here." I said with outstretched arms, waiting to embrace her in a hug.

She ran to me and hugged me, crying as she did so.

"Shhh. Everything is going to be okay." I told her.

"Maybe. But until I finish this battle called life, nothing will be okay." She told me.

She pulled away and just looked at me.

"My names Kaitlyn." She told me.

"I think you know mine, but my names Matthew." I told her with my hand stretched out.

Kaitlyn shook it.

"Well if you don't mind I'll be taking my toilet paper and go finish my lovely diarrhea extravaganza." I smirked, taking the toilet paper.

"Ew gross. Well I'll see you around." She smiled.

"Yeah, maybe." I smirked.

I walked out the house and went over to mine.

I walked in and I felt an instant urge of shit try to come out.

"Shit shit shit shit, please don't fucking come out you piece of shit!" I yelled, holding onto my ass.

I ran as fast and as carefully as I could to the bathroom. I pulled my pants down and I let everything out.

"YASS BITCH I MADE IT TO THE BATHROOM!" I yelled to myself.

I took my phone out and pulled up Twitter and decided to tweet this to my lovely followers.

@matthewespinosa

YASS BITCHES YA BOY MADE IT TO THE BATHROOM!!😂👏🏾💩

I tweeted this then looked around for the toilet paper. It was no where in sight.

"SHITTY FUCKING ACORNS!! BURNIE!!" I yelled for my best friend.

Burnie came running in the bathroom. He hopped on my lap thinking he's small enough.

"Hey Burnie go get me the toilet paper out there." I tried to tell him.

He went out there and I was praying he'd bring the toilet paper. But sadly my dog has failed me.

Instead of toilet paper he brought me a ball.

"No Burnie." I said aggravated of his uselessness.

He walked out and went to play with himself.

"HONEY IM HOME!" Yelled one of my friends.

"CAMERON ALEXANDER DALLAS COME HELP ME WITH MY TROUBLED NEEDS!" I yelled from the bathroom.

I heard his footsteps come closer to the bathroom.

"What do you need good friend?" He asked.

"What do you think? I yelled your name, I'm sitting in the bathroom, and I'm missing something. BRING ME THE DAMN TOILET PAPER THATS BY THE DOOR!" I said angrily.

"Ohh. That? Yeah Burnie tore that up." He chuckled.

"WHAT?! Ok then go next door and ask her for some. Just tell her Matt sent you."

"Ok brb." He said.

I heard the door slam and that made me the loner on the toilet.

|Kaitlyn POV|

I heard Matthew yelling over at his house. I heard a lot of "shit" and "fuck." I now discovered his favorite words.

I was watching Orange is the New Black, when someone knocked on my door.

They kept knocking over and over and when I opened the door I was gonna give them a peace of my mind.

"Okay what the fuck makes you think you can knock on my fucking door over and over again?" I asked aggravated of this persons ignorance.

"Sorry just Matt said he needed more toilet paper since his dog ate the other roll." He said shyly.

"That boy and his shits." I said walking to the bathroom.

I grabbed his toilet paper and took it to his friend.

"I'm Kaitlyn by the way." I said handing him his toilet paper.

"I'm Cameron." He smirks.

"We'll see ya." I closed the door in his face.

I laughed and walked back to the couch. I continued to watch my show. I felt my eyes start to get heavy. Next thing I knew I drifted off into a peaceful slumber.