The Ride

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The ride to our new house wasn't easy. I just wanted to be home, in my old house. It was all because of mom's new job. The ride was quiet leaving me to hear nothing beside me breathing. I just wanted to be home nothing more. The fact that I had to leave home, leave my friends and especially leaving my girlfriend, well now ex girlfriend Lindsay. I can still remember the day my parents told me we were moving. Moving from a small town in Washington to the big city of Los Angles, California was just something I could deal with. I mean I could deal with the change but its going to take sometime. The only good thing about it was the beach, girls and even more girls.
"And welcome to your new house'' I heard my mom yell as we pulled into the driveway.
I looked through the window seeing our new house. A 3 story house with the beach as my backyard.
I was just getting out of the car when I saw something, something so beautiful to see, my new neighbor

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