I still wasn't used to speaking English, so when I got home, It felt like I was feeding myself pages of books. It didn't work and slumped onto my desk, glaring at the picture of me and my friends back in France. I didn't even know why I still had that picture up. I took it down and threw it in the trash, I never wanted to see their ugly faces again.
"Sweetheart! There's a new neighbor come check it out!" Mama Said. "Ma! I'm stud-studying!" I yelled back. "Mon amour, please? She is stunning!" I groaned as I flung my door open and walked outside. "Ma, there's no one there," I said to her. "Oh. I guess they went inside." Mama sighed. "You'll see her tomorrow! She's attending your school, child. You can both walk together!" "Sure," I replied and smiled. I wasn't looking forward to it. I was pretty sure she'd be one of the rich snobby girls like Jessica. She could probably BUY me if she wanted.
Nevertheless, I was trying to be optimistic.
I shoved my books back into my drawer and stared up into the walls. Maybe I shouldn't have moved to America. I just didn't get it, why did people hate me just because I spoke weirdly or with an accent? Screw them. I grabbed my blanket and tucked it over my shoulders, drifting to sleep slowly.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl Next Door
RomanceAugust is a 17-year-old girl which just moved from France. After losing all her friends and even her boyfriend, she decides to start a new life in America. She always showed interest in guys. but there's something about her neighbor which makes her...
