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Hey everyone! So this is my attempt at writing a story! I hope you like it and any thoughts that you have that would help me out would be much appriciated!! Thanks and let me know what you think =)

Chapter 1

I looked into his eyes and knew… he is…the one.

-6 months earlier-

                “Blaykie!!!!” I heard my best friend Ashton scream across the parking lot, I hadn’t seen her all summer since her parents took her traveling through Europe, “Ashy!!!” I screamed back and ran across the parking lot to grab her into a hug. We spent the next 2 minutes screaming and hugging and telling each other how much the other one was missed.  “Soooooo, spill, how was England?” I asked looking over at my bestie. “AMAZING!! Hot city, hot clothes and….HOT GUYS!!” she drooled while I laughed. “Would you care to elaborate?” I asked while rolling my dark blue eyes. “While first there was Stefan, hot car and hotter body, can you say 6 pack?! And then there was E-, who the HELL IS THAT?!?!?!?” she practically screamed in my ear. I turned around to locate the source of my best friend’s attention and there he stood, Blaine Carter. “Ugh. That is Blaine Carter.” I said while lying my head down on the table and putting my hands on my head.  “O Blayke he is H-O-T hot!” she panted next to me, “omg he is walking this way!!” she screeched while bouncing up and down on the seat next to me. “O great.” I moaned while receiving a weird look from her that screamed ‘what the hell is wrong with you this guy is totally hot!’ how I got all of that from a look is beyond me but I know how she works. Before she could question me a dark shadow loomed over us and I looked up into the bluest eyes I have ever seen, those eyes were the eyes of Blaine Carter.

-Flashback: 2 months before-

Blaine Carter had just moved to our town and to my delight, at the moment, right next door to me.  I awoke to the sounds of a truck and people’s voices, looking out my window I saw that our new neighbors were finally moving in. I had heard the rumors all around town about the new family moving in a single dad, Randy, and his two sons, Blaine and Ryan. Blaine was said to be my age, 18, and Ryan, 16.  

                “Blayke!” I heard my mom yell up the stairs at me, “Get up! I need you to watch your brother while I’m gone!’’ I rolled over and looked at the clock, 8 am?! Is she serious right now? “Ugh mom its 8 am! Can’t David watch him?” I yelled back, rolling over and making myself comfortable. “No David is at work and I have a doctor’s appointment in 15 minutes that I have to go to Blayke so get your butt down here now.” She yelled back. Groaning I reluctantly rolled over setting my feet on the wooden floor and shuffling to my door. I walked down the spiral staircase and was met by my mother, Elizabeth Boston. Here is the thing my mom is gorgeous. She’s 5 foot 4 and has long blonde hair and light blue eyes, she is slender with curves in all the right places and everyone says I’m a spitting image of her and that is where I disagree. I’m pretty in my own right with long dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes. I’m 5’2 with a small, non-existent chest and a slender body.  My mom married David 7 years ago after being a single parent for 11 years. David was the best thing that ever happened to her, excluding me that is, and I couldn’t be happier to finally have a father figure in my life. Shortly after marrying David, a year give or take, my mom gave birth to my 6 year old Brother Conner J, the actual image of David, dark brown hair with brown eyes and tan skin. “Blayke I have to go, Conner is watching sponge bob in the family room and eating his cereal, I should be back in about an hour or two give or take, ok honey? By the way the neighbors are moving in next door so you and your brother should go over and invite them for dinner please and thank you, love you gotta go.” She said in a rush while giving me a quick kiss on the cheek and running out the door.  I strolled by the family room catching the sight of my little brother, mouth half open with cereal and milk dripping out of it, watching SpongeBob and Patrick jelly fishing, and smiled to myself. “Hey Conner,” I said from the doorway, “Get dressed mom wants us to go next door and greet the neighbors.” He slowly looked up from his show with a glazed look in his eye to respond “Aww Bay do I have to? How bout you go over there, it’s just getting to the good part.” He said with puppy dog eyes and a pout. “Fine” I sighed giving into his adorable face and walking back towards my room. I opened my door and turned on my iPod before walking into my closet, yes my closet is that huge that I can literally walk into it, imagine the closet from Princess Diaries: Royal engagement and you have almost an exact picture of what mine looks like. While searching through my clothes my favorite song comes on, ‘beauty and a beat’ by Justin Beiber, no I’m not a beliber I just happen to love one and only one of his songs.  I swing my hips and mouth the words while finally deciding on an outfit, a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and a light blue over sized sweatshirt with a white tank underneath with my black and silver gladiator sandals before going to my bathroom to take a shower. After showering and blow drying my hair I throw it up into a messy bun while adding a layer of eyeliner and mascara to my eyes. That is the only makeup I wear because I inherited my mom’s great skin tone. I walked past the family room to check on Conner, yup still in the same position I left him in, and walked out the front door while suppressing a giggle. I walked across the driveway and was met by a middle aged man with black hair that had white specks here and there and emerald green eyes. “Hi my name is Blayke Boston” I said with my best smile while extending my hand, “Hello dear my name is Randy Carter, you must be our new neighbor.” He said while beaming me with his own smile and shaking my hand. While this is going on I catch movement out of my left eye and a younger version of Randy is walking towards us. “Hey beautiful I’m Ryan,” he said while grabbing my hand and kissing it. Ryan was hot, black long hair with emerald green eyes and a nice build, not fat but not overly muscular. “Hi I’m Blayke,” I said with a laugh, “I’m your neighbor.” He was just about to say more when a shadow appeared to my right, “Who the hell are you?” said a low voice. Turning around I came face to face with the best looking guy I have ever seen. He had black hair arranged messily to give him that fresh out of bed look, but in a hot way, bright blue eyes, a tight white shirt that emphasized his muscular arms and is that a six pack I see? He was also wearing tight dark blue jeans with a black leather jacket and converse; needless to say I was drooling. Quickly, about 5 years later, I composed myself. Sticking my hand out I flashed a smile and said “Hi my name is Blayke.” He looked at my hand and crossed his arms “isn’t Blake a dudes name?” he asked, raising his eye brows. “Uh yea I guess but its spelled B-L-A-Y-K-E” I said spelling it out for him while crossing my own arms. “Well the name suits you,” he said while smirking at me, “you do look kind of manly.” All I could do was stare at him thoroughly insulted. “Blaine that is enough.” Randy said while scowling at his son. Turning my attention back to him I smiled “My parents were wondering if you would like to come over for dinner since you all just moved in?” he immediately accepted and he said to expect them around 6:30 if that was okay with my parents. I assured him that it was and with a final wave trudged back across the driveway and into the house slamming the door behind me.