1: the move

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jules pov:

as we drove down the long road leading to our new town the car was filled with silence. The last place we lived before California was Maryland and that was years ago. These places on the east coast make me think of Caleb and I don't like the feeling that comes with those thoughts. Caleb was my older brother, but also my best friend, when I was 10 years old he passed away which flipped my family upside down. We moved to LA and just a few years ago my parents divorced. Now, my dad lives with his new girlfriend still in California and never has time for me and my sister Hayley. Life is so different now which makes me think about what it would be like if Caleb was still here. I hate to think about the fact that I kept on going with my life and left the place that made me think of Caleb, almost like I was avoiding the fact that he was gone. In actuality I never stop thinking of him but, being in a place like this intensifies those feelings. 

To say I'm nervous to live in this town as a normal kid and go to a normal school is an understatement. Im petrified for everything that is going to happen while I am here. But I know that I want to know what life is like without people watching you every move. For as long as I can remember there has always been a camera in my face and I have always had to put on a persona so that people did not realize that my life wasn't always perfect. Now I finally get this sorta fresh start in this new town. That is why I'm going into this new place not as Jules the actress with millions of followers but as Julianna the normal girl from California. 

Once we finally got to the center of town I looked around to finally take in my new home. There were a lot of shops and restaurants all around with people filling the town with smiles and joy. I couldn't help but smile as I looked out the window. "you like it here don't you" my mom said in the drivers seat next to me with a big smile on her face. "it's a lot better than California I will say that" I responded giving my mom hope for our life here. After about 5 minutes we finally pulled up to our house. "here it is, our new home" my mom smiled as she put the car in park.  "wow! I love it" my little sister Hayley squealed as she quickly unbuckled to go see what it looked like on the inside. I started to unbuckle and make my way out of the car when my mom stops me saying "Jules can you please grab a couple of boxes before you get settled inside". "sure" I responded before making my way to the trunk where the boxes were. 

After putting a couple of boxes in the house I went back out to the trunk to grab one more box that I knew belonged to me. While I was making my way to the trunk I noticed a car pulling into the driveway across the street. A mother and her son got out of the car and the mom seemed to be yelling at the kid. The boy looked liked he could be my age and I had to admit from far away he looked pretty attractive . instead of grabbing the box I got distracted by the yelling coming from across the street. From what it sounded like the boy was being yelled at for smoking weed, which I didn't understand because right about now I really needed some weed too. 

After awhile of watching the argument I decided that I should just grab my box and go inside. But, of course it wasn't that easy. As I slid the box to the end of trunk so that it would be easier to grab I pulled it a little too far and it fell to the ground making a loud bang noise that echoed through the neighborhood. The family across the street stopped their argument and turned to see me freaking out trying to grab my things. I could feel their eyes on me and turned to look at them making eye contact with the boy. Before I could react at all he winked at me and went into his house. "we are not done talking" his mother yelled following him into the house.  

Later that night as I was unpacking my room I caught a movement from the corner of my eye that was outside the window. I looked out to see the same boy climbing out of the window of his house I watched him hit the ground and as he got up he winked at me again and walked away liked it was noting. While he seemed cool I was freaking out. Why was this boy treating me like this. I mean of course I have had boyfriends but I felt like they were so different from this kid. That may have to do with the fact that they were all famous but still. The mysterious kid was different and I wanted to know more about him. 

After a little bit of more time stuck in my thoughts, I finally went to bed anxious for my first day of real school tomorrow. 

authors note: obviously some of this stuff is not true, like the fact that Jules is still in High School but, just go along with it lol. 

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