Chapter 1

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*Chelsea's POV*

"Chelsea? Did you take my phone?" my older brother Ayden asked.

"Um, I want to say no, but," I was cut of by his phone vibrating in my hand.

"Chelsea? Is that my phone? Give it to me you butt!" Ayden said running up the stairs of the new house. I ran into the room that was empty. It was my room but I haven't got a chance to see it fully yet. All the sudden there was pounding at my door.

"Chelsea! open the frigging door!" He said. I hurried and put a new password on his phone while he was pounding on the door. I turned it off and walked over. I opened the door and handed him his phone.

"There you go." I said walking down stairs. He caught up with me and picked me up by my feet. I squealed and started to pound his back.

"Ayden! Let me go!"

"I'm only going to asked you once, then I'll let you go. Whats the password?" He asked taking me out to the balcony. He acted like he would throw me off into the woods. (the great part about living in the wood's is because there are no neighbors)

"Why don't you ask your 'girlfriend'." I said laughing.

"Chelsea! Tell me or I'll seriously throw you off of this thing!" Ayden yelled.

"Fine. It's 'chelbell'. Can you put me down now?" I asked.

He set me down and I ran inside. It was chilly out side though.

"Chell go grab a box and start unpacking so we can get the rest done." my mom asked.

I silently did what I was asked. While I was out side my dad put my bed frame in and my dresser. So I grabbed a box with my name on it and headed up stairs. Undoing the box I saw that it was my pictures and books. I didn't read, But I had one or two favorites. The rest was just like it was decorations.

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I put my pajamas on and crept into my bed. The window in the middle of the room illuminated the moon and shadows of the trees. Surprisingly we got all of the boxed unpacked and we only had the furnisher to move in. Then there would be one more day till my school started.

UGH!! School is a no no. I stoped thinking about it and went to sleep.

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