You’re studying in your room when you hear yelling from the house next door. It’s the 3rd night in a row you’ve heard yelling and objects being thrown. You frown and open your window, to see the boy next door, his name is Simon, you remember, walk into his yard, which hasn’t been mowed in months. He picks up a rock and throws it, seemingly annoyed, and it almost hits you.

“Hey! You almost hit me!”

You yell out, and he looks up, surprised. Before you know it, he’s climbing up the tree next to your window.