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"That's the last box!", I yelled towards the parked car. I carried it up stairs to my new bedroom. It was pretty big, it had a nice view of my backyard and the neighbors yard. I sat on my bed, the only thing that reminded me of "home". I guess I should introduce myself first, my name is Samantha. I live with my mother, and I have a cat. Besides that thats all there is to me, as you can tell I'm a pretty average girl. I used to live in California, but my mom was given a promotion so we moved to all the way to Maryland. I didn't have friends to begin with so I wasn't too upset. Yea I would miss my old house and my neighborhood but for the most part I didn't really care. I went downstairs to get a glass of water when I heard the front door open. I knew my mother wasn't home so I grabed the nearest weapon, which was indeed a large spoon. *I know not very dangerous but it was the only thing I could find* I slowly walked to the front of the house when I saw a boy my age standing by the now opened door.
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The Boy Next Door
FanfictionSamantha lives in a quiet neighborhood, she has always been quiet and never had much friends. That all changes when she meets the boy next door.
