The meet

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We get to this huge White House like a egg white maybe and me and Levi and our father shot out of the car he ran up to his soon to be wife and step son and his step daughter Anna Gemma and Harry I think that's what dad said I guess I barely listened to what he said after the word MOVE came out of his huge big mouth that needs to learn to stop talking half of the time. He always messes everything up after mom died.

I guess he has seen that I'm not the same but it's hard when a girl loses her best friend who gave birth to her my name is hazel grace Newman my mom died of cancer my dad Isaac waters has remarried anna styles she gave me a huge hug and said welcome to your new family I looked at dad and gave him an unpleasant glare  which he kind of didn't see because he was talking to Harry. my mom Monica dumped him before he took his surgery for the glass eye he has in one eye then later on after a friend died she took him back so I guess she was a huge BITCH!!!!

"Hey I'm Gemma and this is my brother Harry aka. Harold."
"Hi hazel grace Newman it's just Harry or har or haz as my best friend Louis calls me."
"It's just hazel grace or hazel my friend nial Horan calls me Newman or hazzy hazels."I kept starring at his green orbs of eyes which seem really impossible that they look like orbs and are so green I couldn't hear anything else as it seemed to be him looking into my soul or heart as he grabs my bags and stares back in my eyes I'm guessing everyone noticed cause Anna and my dad said that Harry would be driving to school and everywhere I want to go I was disgusted by what was being said that I ran up stairs and found the room with my bed in it or what wasn't my old bed truely in my mind I didn't know what was going on and then a Knock was at the door but it was gentle and soft not really loud I looked and it was Harry he came near my bed after he closed my door and I scooted near the wall so he could sit or so I thought but he laid down and put an muscular arm of his around me and held me close as I cried he was the band boy type which I don't want to deal with really but he started singing little things and I couldn't help but slightly have a feeling I didn't want and then we started talking and everything was cool.

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