I was laid on my bed trying to watch a movie. My thoughts were distracting. But my thoughts were soon cut off by a tapping sound coming from my window.

I got out of bed and walked towards the window, only to see Jay. He is my neighbor, but the problem is he's always been known as the "bad boy," and we don't always get along.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. He had never been in my room before.

He scanned the room, looking at every little detail. He grabbed a small trinket from my vanity, fiddling around with it.

"Who was that guy you were talking to?" he asked, with a shaky voice.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"That guy you were talking to this morning," he said.

"Why do you care?" I asked.

He put the trinket down. "I don't. Are you dating him?" he asked.

I wanted to test him. "Yeah, I am," I lied. He looked like he'd been tortured.