Your point of view.
I walked up the creaky stairs of my new house. I already new that I didn't like this new move, and I had only been here an hour. I went to my new room. It was mostly empty except for a bed and a desk.
I was worried to start school tomorrow. My best friend back in Canada told me before I left, that England is very different from Canada. That it was different in good ways and in bad ways. After all she should know, she's traveled all over the world.
I looked out the my bedroom window. There was a house beside mine, with an open window that allowed me to look into a bedroom in the other house.
It was probably a boys room because of the way it was decorated.
"(Y,N)" my mom called from downstairs.
"What?" I asked.
"Just letting you know that we're having dinner with the neighbors in ten minutes. So get cleaned up and come downstairs" she said.
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Neighbors
FanfictionThis is about a girl who moves to England and expects it to be awful, until she meets her neighbor and his friends. After just a few days of her new life she starts to realize that maybe things won't be so bad after all
