new girl ❣️- WS

01

sorry if there's any mistakes, english isn't my first language!

Valeria sat on the couch of her new house, surrounded by echoes bouncing off the empty walls. it was larger than what she was used to, it was an actual home in a suburban neighbourhood; compared to a penthouse in the upper east side. Sure, she had left all her friends behind, but it wasn't forever. right? She would still see them, of course, and they wouldn't forget about her. they couldn't. nobody 'forgets' about THE valeria nyx.

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I found myself lounging in our living room, engrossed in my phone. Upstairs, my sister busied herself preparing her room before her departure to New York for her studies at NYU. Meanwhile, Mom was out, ensuring we had the essentials to survive until our furniture arrives tomorrow. It's been just a day since we arrived, each of us with only a suitcase of necessities to tide us over until the moving vans bring our belongings. And my dad, well. We don't talk about him i guess.

I was doomscrolling on TikTok, watching teen actor edits when i heard keys jingle through the door.
"Hey girls! I'm home! Val can you help me with the shopping!"
I lazily pull myself up from my comfortable position on the couch, groaning. "Mom, you know you have another daughter? Why can't maya do it?"
My mom just huffed and gave me a 'don't complain just do it' look.
I unpacked the shopping, putting the snacks in the fridge when i noticed my mom unpacking a box of delicious - looking cookies onto a paper plate.
"Mom, what are those for?"
"Not for you," she snorted, looking up at me with her hazel eyes. i was always jealous Maya had inherited those eyes, while i was stuck with dad's dirt brown eyes. "I'm going to give them to the neighbours i met earlier today, and invite them round for dinner!"
"Moooommmmmm i don't even have the energy to unpack, let alone cater for guests or better yet; make myself look approachable!" i said, whining, and stamping my feet in annoyance. yes i was throwing a minor temper tantrum in the middle of our kitchen.
"tough! they're nice and i'm giving them cookies!" mom said, turning around and facing the door. She left, giving me a wink.

great. now i have to shower, put on an outfit other than my sweats and put on some makeup. fun! maybe i should do a face mask?? hm. i'm kinda hungry??pancakes? nah. avocado toast??
i sat down as my thoughts conflicted, and finally settled for avocado toast.

as i made it, and sat down at the kitchen island, my mum came back from her little 'outing' with a mischievous smirk on her face. she did a goofy little dance around the kitchen, smiling at me with those beautiful eyes.
"whaaaat?" i giggled, confused.
At that moment, my sister came downstairs, taking a bite of my toast, dodging and taunting me as a result of my failed attempt to protect my poor toast.
"We are going to the scobells ,next door, in an hour for dinner. Heather invited us before i could get a word in!"
silence
"Well? Val?"
i think my jaw on the floor was as much as an answer.

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"oooh fun! guests! you guys can make friends!" my sister said, excitedly. "What? Val?? What's wrong? why do you look like somebody pissed in your coffee?"
"Maya jane Nyx! language!" my mom scolded, with a slight smile tugging at her lips.
"Mom, i'm going to NYU in pretty sure i can swear! i'm 18" she laughed.
"GUYS" i yell, annoyed that they just surpassed my pure shock that easily. "THE SCOBELLS??" i say, emphasising the 'the' with my voice reaching higher octaves than ariana grandes whistle notes.
"yeah..,"my mum said, confused, still playfully smiling but also a tad concerned.
"there's a mom, a dad, and three kids." she continued.

oh shit. no, surely not. nobody THAT famous lives in some small random town in pennsylvania.

"Scobells a common name, right? yeah it is." i say, mostly reassuring myself.
"i've never heard of it" my sister shrugged, i sent her a 'shut up' glare.

"valeria what's wrong?" i shuddered at the sound of my full name. i hate it, knowing my dad chose it for me. i prefer Val.

"it's just- um" i cut myself off, rephrasing the question. "what are the kids called?"

"Leena, and the other ones i forgot. one was like william? watson? and the other was like tom? tim? i think tim."

my heart dropped. "do you mean walker? and tanner?"

"yes yes that's it!"

"oh, my God." i whispered, though due to the shock and silence of my family, they heard me clearly, sharing concerned glances.
"who val? who are they??" Maya asked.

"Remember watching percy jackson?"
she nodded.
"yeah well you know how i was obsessed with the one famous teen actor for agess, and would always repost stuff on tiktok about him? and like talked about him 24/7"
she nodded again, and i waited for her to realise.
her features slowly grew from a confused look to a completely shocked face. "No. fucking. way." she gasped. "Mom, the scobell are famous, Walkers an actor!"

"Oh! fun! maybe you can ask him about acting, since you wanted to be one!"

"Absolutely not." i said bluntly, mostly in disbelief at the current situation i found myself in right now. "i will avoid him at all costs, i literally just got over my crush with him. i can't afford to be head over heels with my neighbour, especially if we go it the same school. do you know how embarrassing that is? besides, he's way out of my league. He wont even care i'm there. We need to get ready, and look presentable. i'm going to shower"

My mom sent me a sympathetic smile, and my sister followed me up, wanting to get ready too.

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i sat on my bare bed, in my undecorated room, and i found myself on google.

Walker Scobell
Born into a military family, Walker has lived all over from sunny California to the mountains of Colorado. Walker learned to love acting in elementary school drama.. see more

Walker, the most desirable teen actor ever. Percy Jackson, young adam, he's worked with people i still can't even fathom live in the same EARTH as me.

And i'm going to his house.

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