Neighbors

chapter 2

Your pov
I didn't want to have diner with the nieghbors. I don't know them. They could be murderers for all I knew. I changed reaplied my makeup and put my hair into a high pony tail. Then i went downstairs, and into the kitchen where my parents were waiting.
"Ready?" My dad asked.
"Unfortunately" I replied.
We walked across the lawn and rang our neighbors door bell. A tall boy with Sandy blonde hair, who was around my age opened up the door.
"Please come in" he said, and smiled. He had a cute British accent. Well of course he had an accent, it was England.
We went into their house and I could smell delicious food cooking.
"My parents are just in the kitchen. I'll go get them. Dinner is almost ready" he disappeared into another room.
A few minutes later the boy and his parents came out of the kitchen carrying food, that looked and smelled amazing.
"Come and sit" His Mom said, leading to a large table. We all sat down and began to eat.
"So my name is Mary, this is my husband Bill, and this is our son Thomas" the boys mom said.
"I'm (y,N)" I said quietly.
"What an interesting name" Bill said.
Our parents continued to talk while Thomas and I ate in silence. Then Mary asked me a question.
"So (Y,N) what school will you be going to?"
"Oh um I'll be going to that school that's really close to here, but I can't remember the name of it." I said.
"Oh we know which one you mean" Bill said.
"And I'm in grade 12" i said.
"Oh, what a coincidence! Thomas is in the same grade at the same school"