Chapter 1

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"We're almost there!" I heard my mom say. I take my headphones off and look outside. My dad died last year, when we still lived in America, from a heart attack. I really miss him but it was just too hard to stay in America, so my mum decided to move to England for a new, fresh start. I look at my brother. Holy shit he looks so dumb right now. He's in a deep sleep but his face is being squashed against the window. I shake him.
"what do you want?" He asks, still with his eyes closed.
"We are in our new town, so unless you want your first impression to be your squashed face, wake up."
He immediately sat straight (gay) up. Yeah, he is gay. So I guess we can fight over the same boys. Of course, with my looks, I would win. But that's the thing, I've been on dates with guys, and they were all so nice but just not to date... You know what I mean? It actually drives me crazy. Am I just not capable of loving?
My thoughts are interrupted by my mom. "We're here!!" she squeals excitedly. I look out the window. Wow. Our new house is so beautiful! And big, holy shit. I step out of the car and admire the house. My mum opens the door and we walk inside and let me say, the inside was just as beautiful as the outside! I surely wouldn't mind living here. I claim the room with the biggest closet and a big, own, bathroom on the end of the hallway. My mother's room is all the way on the begin and my brother's room is next to mine. We go outside again to grab our stuff.

~2 hours later~
I unpacked most of my things. 2 men came up an hour ago to move the big furniture into the house. I still have a few boxes to go but I'm tired so I go downstairs to take a break. I walk into Thomas's room. Lol, can he do anything? He isn't even halfway so far with unpacking.
I walk downstairs to our new kitchen. This is like literally my dream kitchen. I always like to bake and cook. This kitchen is so biggg! I grab a glass and fill it with water. Thomas came hopping down. "pff I'm exhausted" he whined. "You didn't even do anything" I teased. He just looked annoyed at me. Then we hear the bell ring. "Can somebody open the door?" my mom yelled from her room. "I'm going!" Thomas shouted back. He walked to the door while I drank my water.
"oh uh... hi" I heard him stumble. What the hack. Who is on the other side of the door that makes Thomas so nervous?

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