IN WHICH sefra wilkie moves from thunder bay, canada to minneapolis, minnesota due to her parents job, she quickly makes friends with a boy her age, guy germaine.
as sef's in search for a new hockey team, guy suggests she should join his team, the m...
"Sef, are you gonna help bring some stuff in, or what?" My heavily annoying older brother, Tyler, yelled from outside.
I rolled my eyes as I placed my backpack down on the floor inside my new house. The front door was still open, and the fresh summer air breezed through. It seemed like a nice home.
I had just moved from Canada, so it'd be a bit of a change since I moved to the States. Luckily it was only a 5 hour drive from my old house. I looked at my Dad as he made his entrance.
"It's nice, eh? I think we'll fit right in," he remarked. I smiled.
"Yeah, it's cool," I told him. He gave me a kiss on the top of my head.
"Come help your brother and I with the stuff, will ya," he told me before going back out to the moving truck.
I grabbed my backpack and went upstairs. There was only 3 bedrooms, so it was pretty easy finding one. Of course, I chose the second biggest one since my Dad gets the master. I threw my bag on the bedroom floor and then went downstairs.
I saw Tyler come in with a big box and he quickly shoved it into my hands.
"Hey! Do you mind?" I stammered. He just laughed.
"Dad said to help," he snarked before running back outside.
I took the box to the kitchen and sat it down on the counter. I then went outside and grabbed my box of clothes as well as my bedroom stuff and brought it up to my new room. I placed the boxes on the floor and tore them open.
First, I took out all of my bed sheets as well as blankets, and made my bed nicely. I then added the pillows and it was complete. I plopped down on my bed and looked out my window where I saw into someone from the house beside me's room.
I got up from my bed and went back to unpacking my stuff.
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Ding dong.
"Tyler! Will you get that?" I yelled, knowing damn well he won't.
"Nah!"
I groaned as I got up from my bed. I heard the doorbell ring again. Whoever's at the door is sure as hell impatient. I rushed down the stairs and quickly opened the door to find a man and a cute blonde boy that looks around my age.
"Hey! I'm Chris and this is my son, Guy. We heard you're new in town and my wife insisted on bringing you guys a pie. We're your next door neighbours by the way," the man blabbed.
"That's so nice of you! I'll get my dad and my brother, hold on," I told him. "Dad! Tyler! Get down here right now!"
I looked back at Chris and Guy, smiling innocently. Tyler and my Dad finally made their way downstairs.
"Yo, Chris?" My Dad asked. Chris' eyes widened.
"Michael? No way! I didn't know you were moving down here! Long time no see," Chris replied happily.
Great, this was gonna take ages. I noticed Guy take my hand and practically drag me out of my house. He held my hand until we were out of sight from my house.
"My Dad talks for ages. Thought I'd get you out of there before you were bored out of your mind," Guy exclaimed. I chuckled.
"Well, that definitely caught me by surprise, but I'm thankful you did it," I told him. He smiled. God, he was cute. We then started walking.
"I'm Guy Germaine. And you?"
"I'm Sefra Wilkie. You can just call me Sef," I replied. He smiled.
"Nice to meet you, Sef. So, where you from?" He asked.
"Wow, being bold, are you?" I teased.
"Oh come on, that's just the second question and you're tired of me already?" He laughed. I shrugged.
"I'm from Thunder Bay," I told him.
"Cool! So I'm guessing you play hockey," Guy assumed. I nodded.
"Your guess would be correct. Know any good teams around here?" I asked him.
"Yeah, actually. I play too. Maybe you could join my team. We're called the Mighty Ducks," he answered.
"Oh, you're a pee-wee state champ, I see. I'd love to join," I responded.
"I'm surprised you've heard of us. But that's great. I'll talk to Coach Bombay about a tryout for you," Guy exclaimed. I smiled.
"Thanks," I remarked.
"No problem," he smiled back. "Oh and how old are you? Because age might matter for the tryout."
"I turned 13 like 2 months ago. I'm going into 8th grade," I stated.
"Perfect! I'm 13 as well and I'm also going into 8th grade," he said happily.
"Great!" I exclaimed. We then walked back to my house in a comfortable silence.
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thal's note — hey guys! i hope you enjoyed the first chapter. i've decided to make each chapter quite short, probably spanning from 800-1200 words but i'll update quicker. bye guys < 3
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