Chapter 2

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Let me let you go ~ Billie Eilish

"Really?"

I nod happily. "Yup, we are moving in after school today!"

"Oh my god that's great," Lilly gushes. "I'm so happy for you."

I pout my lips when she hugs me again. Lilly is too sweet.

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"You ready?" My mom hops into the car putting the key in the ignition. We didn't have much to pack. Mom bought us some t-shirts and pants that we kept in a plastic baggie. I hummed, plugging my earbuds in and laying against the seat.

Twenty minutes later I felt the car curve. I opened my eyes and gasped at the sight before me. The houses on these streets were enormous. The colors white, black, and blue made up the majority of the houses as we drove on the smooth road. Every house had a perfect lawn too. This can't be real.

We pulled up to a gated house with a driveway big enough to fit six cars. My mouth popped open as we sat in this big-ass driveway in front of this big-ass house. My mom closed my mouth for me and unbuckled her seatbelt. "Come on Aniya, stop staring and move."

Snapping out of it, I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. The sun hit my back giving me warmth; I stayed in my spot stretching my arms. We went up to the door and rang the doorbell. I bit my lip timidly like I habitually do when I meet someone for the first time.

A second later a lady with long dark hair opened the door and nearly jumped on my mom wrapping her into a hug. My mom laughed, hugging her back. A small smile spread on my face as I watched the two talk, it was nice seeing my mom happy.

"Kendall, this is my daughter Aniya, " my mom introduced us.

Kendall turned around her light blue eyes lighting upon seeing me. She immediately held her arms out embracing me into a hug. Her hair smells like vanilla cookies.

"It is so nice to see you again, the last time I saw you were just a little baby," she said looking at me with admiration in her eyes. "What grade are you in now?"

"Eleventh," I chirped.

Her eyebrows raised slightly. "My sons in that grade, I'm sure you'll get along just fine."

I smiled nodding my head.

"Well come on in," Kendall motioned with her hand stepping back so we could enter. I don't think I could have prepared myself to see the inside. A chandelier hangs from the ceiling and a white staircase snaked upstairs. "Wow," I said in awe.

Kendall turned around observing my expression. "You like it?" she asked.

"I love it actually," I said.

Kendall giggled, taking my hand in her small one. "Come on, I want you to meet my kids."

I followed Kendall down the hall to the kitchen that connected to the living room. On the grey couch sat two kids, a boy who looked around nine and a girl who looked thirteen. They both possessed dark hair like their moms.

"Oh shoot, I'm missing one. Be right back." She hurried up the grand stairs disappearing into a hall. I looked around at the beautiful design of the house.

"It's Beautiful isn't it," my mom came behind me. I nodded leaning my back against the marble counter.

"Hey did you know that your friend lived so close," I asked her.

She raised her hands, shrugging her shoulders. "I had no idea she was even in this state. I thought she was still living back home in Wisconsin."

I scrunch my nose. "Wisconsin, you used to live in Wisconsin?"

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