Micheal watched the redheaded girl who stuck her head out the window, not noticing him at first, but once she did fell down and then crawled off, either to inform someone he had been watching her, or going somewhere else, maybe to watch him as well. 

From what Micheal had seen she was a redhead and was wearing casual clothing, she had looked rather disgruntled before noticing him so he guessed something must have upset her, he wondered what it had been.
He decided he should do one of two things, apologize or just go away. 
Not being the best at apologizing he decided to just step away from his window, a faint blush on his cheeks. 
He couldn't decide what to do, should he seek her out and try and make friends? Should he close his window and go downstairs? Sh- Before he could finish the thought he heard his aunt calling him downstairs. 
"Micheal! Micheal! Get down here!" 
Micheal stood up completely and brushed back his hair, grabbing a comb out of his bag he combed through it quickly so it was its silky straight self again and then walked downstairs, straightening his loose tie that he had decided to wear today. 

Walking downstairs he kept his arms crossed around his chest like he usually did when he was thinking.
"Yes, May?" He questioned, he had a polite yet sharp voice, soothing and articulate. If he said that he didn't talk to himself just because he liked the sound of his voice he would be lying. 
"This is our neighbor, they came over to welcome us." 
[I]'that was quick, they must have been planning this since they saw the 'for sale sign' go away'[/i] Micheal thought, he put on a small polite smile and nodded at the woman who was in their doorway. He wondered if this was the mother of the girl who he had accidentally been spying on.

A few moments later the woman had left, leaving them with a batch of brownies she had home made. 
"Wasn't that sweet of her to bake us these?"
"Yes...I suppose so." 
May looked at him sadly. 
"You sound like you're over-thinking again darling, why don't you get something to eat and-"
"I'm not hungry, thank you." 
"You haven't ate in a da-"
"May, I'll eat when I'm hungry, okay?" Micheal stated, sounding slightly impatient with his motherly aunt, yet when she saw she had a hurt look in her eyes he sighed and walked over; wrapping his arms around her.
"I'm fine aunty, I'm just not hungry, too anxious, I'll eat in a bit, is that fine?" 
She smiled softly and nodded, kissing him in the head. 
"I'm just looking out for you dear."
"I know, May."

May convinced him to take a plate of food upstairs in case he did get hungry, walking upstairs he held the plate of white-meat chicken and fried rice with a small brownie on the side of the plate. 
The girl with red hair had been completely erased from his mind until he stepped into his doorway and saw his open window.
He walked over to it and sat down, deciding this was a good a place to eat as any. 
He was also half hoping at getting a chance to talk to the redheaded girl.