Moving Day

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Enjoy! Edited.

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I look out the window. I bob my head to the song that is previously playing. I sigh quietly when I see that we are at my new house.

I got out and went to the trunk. My older brother came from the passenger seat and jogged to the trunk. He opened it and grabbed my bag with out a problem.

My brother, Logan, is pretty muscular to be honest and pretty good looking to. He had girls drooling all over him but he wasn't a player. I smile from the memory. But my smile disappears when another memory came in. I shake my head. I follow Logan into the house as he followed my mother.

She gives us a sad smile. I return it and so does Logan. She unlocks the door and opens it. We walk in. I take out my buds and look around in awe.

This house is much bigger than my old one. I smile. I grab my bag and run upstairs. I open my doors room. It had dark navy walls and a balcony. My dresser, my bed, and more were in here.

Logan has no idea I have all my stuff in here. He wanted this room but what can I say. Karma is a bitch. And I'm karma.

"I call this room!" I shout with a huge grin on my face. I heard footsteps come upstairs.

"Laura I swear it better not be the room with the balcony I-" Logan says but I cut him off by slamming the door shut. I chuckle. He starts pounding the door.

"Laura let me in! I called this room fair and square!"

"Is that so? Then explain why my stuff are in here." I said through my laugh. I open the door and look at his priceless expression. I paid the mover people to come earlier and put my stuff in here. I had it all planned out.

"Laura. This is so not fair. I called this room when mom showed the pictures. You said Tuesday didn't care which room you got." He pouted. I roll my eyes.

"So? I'm a girl. This room is bigger I need my space. Now stop being a child bro." I say getting slightly annoyed.

He huffed. "I'll get you back."

I laugh dryly. "Sure you will." He smirked. Oh no. No. No.NOOOO.

I back away slowly. I know what that means.

He faces me and tackles me onto my bed. He starts to tickle me.

"ST-STOP! P-PL-PLEASE! I'LL D-DO ANY-TH-THING!" I yelled through my laughs. Curse being so ticklish.

Once I said that he stopped. He got off me and put a finger on his chin.

"Hmmm. Say I'm the best bro ever and that I am the best at Mario go kart." He says.

I roll my eyes.

"Fine. Your the best bro ever and your the best at Mario go kart." I say with a sarcastic smile. He knows I'm way better than him.

He smiled and turned away.

I sigh and collapse on my bed.

Time to unpack and put everything were they belong.

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I stand in the middle of the room to look around. I checked my watch.

6:45. Hmm. What can I do? I look around,satisfied with the room. I put my posters of my favorite shows and bands. They were almost covering the wall next to the balcony.I look out the balcony doors that were windows, to see the light on next door. I then see silhouettes. Guys silhouettes. I tiptoe towards the balcony doors. Me and my curious self.

I open the door just a bit. I hear laughing. Hmm. Suspicious. I look at what I'm wearing. Dark shorts that went up to my mid thigh and a long sleeve black shirt. Just in case they open the window.I hear the laughing stop. No replaced with loud music. I flinch back and close the door trying to block the sound. Nothing. Arrgghhh. Really. Fine. They have no idea who their messing with. Even though they don't know who's here at all. I smirk and walk up to my stereo.

I put in my CD that has all my favorite songs and favorite bands that I, Laura Winchester, personally put together. I pop it in and put the volume loud. I click play and the first song to pop up is from Fall Out Boy Uma Thurman. I bob my head. Singing some parts. I then realize my music beat their sound. I smirk. I then hear the other music stop and someone going to the window.

I quickly turn away before that someone sees me and look like in busy on my laptop. I hear things banging slightly on my balcony window. I look up still smirking. I gave them the best confused face and walk to my stereo only lowering it a bit.

I then walk towards the door and opening it. I then get a better look at who's leaning out the window. I stare in awe. That face is so drop dead gorgeous it should be illegal. The boy had blue eyes, blonde hair that fall in front of his eyes. He face was so chiseled and his cheek bones were perfect. From what I can see he works out and seems like the golden boy. I bite my lip. God this boy looks like a sex god. I shake my head.

"May I help you?" I ask acting concerned.

"Yeah. Do you mind, your music is to loud."

"Oh really? I wouldn't know because of your tasteless music" I say. I mean no offense but there are people in this neighborhood that don't want to listen to that rap music. Pop rock all the way.

His eyes fill with anger. You really did it now. Shit.

Right when he was about to say something, Logan walks in. Thank god.

I turn and look at him only to see he has a confuse face. I shrug at him. He walks to my stereo and turns it off. Ugh. He walks in front off me. He gets kind of protective over me. And by kind of I mean a lot.

"Who are you?" He asks nonchalantly with a hint of anger.

The boy scoffs. "I should ask you the same thing." He states coldly, "but I'm not gonna be dick so the names Chris. Chris Connor."

"Logan Winchester. This is my sister. Laura." Logan says. He nudges me in the ribs. I give him a glare and he looks at me hoping that I got his message. I sigh.

I already know what he wants and he wants to be friends with this Chris so now I got to be nice.

"So. Hi. And now. Bye." I say. I push Logan into the room to close the balcony doors.

Logan glares at me.

"I'll set a play date for you. Don't worry." I say grinning.

He glares even harder. He walks out of my room. I look back and see Chris is gone. Thank god.

I wash up and put on my pyjamas which is a loose tank top, or at least loose but my boobs are big. They are so stressful. And a pair of shorts.

I get to bed and fall into a deep sleep.

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A/n:

So what did you guys think? Comment and tell me. Oh and on will update on Mondays, Friday's, and Saturdays. And unless I'm bored on any other day I will update.

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