First encounter

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I use to live in (place) but know I'm moving to
(Place). It was nice. I really liked the view. It looked so peaceful.

We drove a couple hours to get here. The house was beautiful. It was a nice. The house was really big. It was surrounded by big tall windows. It was a 2 story house and it has a pool and hot tub. I always wanted a pool, since I never got one at are old house.

My room was big too. It had a walk in closet, my own bathroom, big open windows, and a balcony. When I got there they already had my new bed set it was f/c , my bright vanity and my mirror. My clothes was already there.

"Sweetyyyy"

"Yes mom"

"You should go for a swim"

"Oh yes! Were's my baiting suits"

"They should be in your closet, check in the second drawer"

"Ok thanks"

"I'll call the photographer and makeup artist so you can post on your Instagram later"

"Oh, can't I just go for a swim I don't feel like doing all of that today"

"Are you crazy, me and your father work very hard, the least you can do is take some photos"

"Yeah ok"

I hated when my mom brings that phrase up
"Me and your father work very hard"
She's such a liar. I work hard. I bring in all the money. Half of the times I can't keep the money. All they do is waist it and go on trips every week. Leaving me home alone with photographers and a busy schedule.

I got the first swim suit. It was a f/c swim suit. It was a two piece . I grabbed a towel and my phone and made my way over there.

The back yard wasn't big. It was pretty small but the pool was pretty big. It also didn't have any fences since it was a gated community. We could always put some thought at-least my dad told me so.

My neighbors house was pretty big too. There house seem more dark. I don't know how to explain but it did. I could sense it when I was facing my window. There was another window facing me. It looked like a boy room. It was nice it had a skate board and what looked like a black electric guitar.

I got in the pool making sure my hair stayed pretty dry. I got my phone and was going around my feed.

"Hey you must be the new neighbor"

I looked up to find myself looking at a  dark brown hair boy, pretty green ish eyes, he was also pretty , not to mention very very attractive.

"Oh yeah, nice to meet you"
I stuck my hand out
He shook my hand, thought he didn't let go fast it was like he liked my hand.

"I see you like swimming"

"Yeah, I never really got to swim at my old house"

"I see"

"Are you y/n"
Said an man with a camera around his neck

"Ah yes"
I got out of the pool to greet him

"Your mother said you would be taking pictures"

"Oh yes she told me"

"Alright then, is your friend here gonna be in the pictures"

I looked over at him
"Oh no I couldn't"

"Wait I know you from somewhere, your that famous volleyball player from Inarizaki high!"

"Oh I see you know your volleyball sir"

"Yeah my kid plays, his name is Tsukishima Kei"

"Ohh I've haven't heard of him, what school does he go to ?"

"Karasuno high"

"Ohh I've heard of the school "

"Ohh well isn't that a coincidence"

I just stood there. So not only is this man attractive but he also plays volleyball and he's known for it. He's one interesting boy.

"My apologies, I got caught up"

"Oh no it's fine"

"Also your mother said the makeup artist would be here to cover up your scar"

Just great, he had to bring it up.

"You have a scar?" Said Suna asked

"Yes"
I turned around and showed him
It went from half of my back to my side of my stomach.

"Yikes, can I touch it"

"Yeah"

I hated when people touched my scar, but this, this was different his soft touch, the way he was careful not to frighten me, it gave me chills.

"If you don't mind what happened" said the camera man

"Long story"

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to intrude"

"No, no your fine, just don't like explaining"




The makeup lady came
She patched up my scar and my face

"Well I have to go"
said Suna  smiling

"Oh alright see you tomorrow"

"Tomorrow?"

"I go to the same  school "

"Oh see ya then"

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