When I arrived home, I noticed someone in the house next. That house has been empty for years. So I finally have a neighbour. Whoop whoop!
Just as I was catching some fresh air on my balcony, I noticed someone in the room in front of mine. He has a well-built body and... Is that Harry? No way! Harry lives next door?
I see him wave hello with a huge grin on his face. My eyes grew wide open with shock. At this, I ran into the house in embarrassment. Shit. I just made a fool out of myself in front of Harry. The hottest boy alive, well in Ember Ce that is.
Phone, phone, phone. Get the phone. Get the phone. Call Annabelle now.
Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ring.
"Hello?"
"Hi Mrs Jenkins. Is Annabelle around?"
"Hold on, dear." She said to the phone. "Annabelle! Amelia's on the phone!"
"Coming!"
"Annabelle."
"Wassup?"
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The Boy Next Door (...)
Teen FictionA girl, a normal girl, is faced with many things. In the end, she will find her happiness. Her true happiness ...
