He really is my new neighbour.

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(Time skip to the end of the day)
(Y/n's POV)
So, as it turned out, Jackson was the only other kid that had the exact same timetable as me, and he also happened to be my neighbour.

He was also really funny.

I closed my locker, and walked out the door. It was really nice out, blue skys, fluffy clouds and sun.

I didn't really feel like walking home, though.

Oh, well.
I started walking down the Street, when I heard a car slow beside me.

"Hey, want a ride?" A male voice asked me, that voice belonging to Jackson.

I debated about it for a second in my head, before saying " sure!"

"Hop in!" He said to me.

I ran around the car to the passenger side, from where I was standing on the sidewalk, and got in the red convertible.

"You have a nice car." I said as he started to drive again.

"Thank you." He said.

We talked about things like, all the pranks we had done before, or how many times we had got in trouble.

We finally got to my house, and I hopped out, closing the door behind me.

"Thanks, bye!" I said.

"No problem, see ya!" He said back.

I watched as he drove into the driveway beside mine and parked his car.

Then I walked inside.

"I'm hoooooomee!!" I yelled through my big house.

My mom rushed to the door.

"Hi, sweetie! Your home early!
how was your first day?"
She asked eagerly.

"It was good!" I said with a smile creeping up my face.

"Good. How come your home so early?" She asked.

"Oh, I had a ride." I replied.

"Who?" She asked curiously.

"His name's Jackson, he's in all the same classes as me, and he's our neighbour." I said.

"Ohhhh." My mom said, smiling and wiggling her eyebrows.

"Mooom!" I said.

"Ok, ok!" She said back with a knowing smile.

"Oh, and by the way, honey, the neighbours invited us for dinner, dress nicely." She said.

"Which neighbours?!" I asked

"The ones on the right" she said back.

Oh, boy.

"Ok!" I said as calmly as I could without showing that I was freaking out inside.

Then without another word, I sprinted up the stairs to my room.

I needed to pick something to wear!

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