•ROSS'S POV•
I heard a knock on the door. I go over to answer it and some girl is standing there. She's kinda pretty. I guess. "Who are you?" I ask. She doesn't answer. Just stares at me wide eyed. "Uh oh, are you some crazy girl who tracked down our address? If so, I can't help you. Saturday's kind of my only day to chill, sorry." Ouch, maybe that was too harsh. I look at her sincerely, but at the same time start closing the door. She hurriedly wedges her foot in the door so it doesn't close. "Wait!" She says. "Your mom invited me. I'm kinda the new girl." We live next to this psycho? Great... I roll my eyes. "Oh, is that the neighbour?" Mom comes up to the door. She looks at me confused. "Well what are you waiting for?" Now it's my turn to look confused. She laughs. "Open the door!" "Oh, yeah, forgot."
•NOVA'S POV•
I'm in front of Ross Lynch. Right here, right now. And I'm blowing it. I wouldn't, couldn't, say anything. My mouth wouldn't make words, so now he thinks I'm a freak. Just like every other non special girl there is.
•THIRTY EIGHT MINUTES LATER•
Kill me. This has been so awkward, just sitting at their dinner table while Rocky is trying to pick food out of his hair, (long story, let's just say Ratliff is here and likes throwing things!) Ross giving me dirty looks, Riker kind of staring at me, (he probably things I'm an ugly beast!) Rydel thankfully just eating, and Ratliff is playing on his phone, he got done early because he threw half of his plate onto Rocky. How could this dinner get worse?
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Without You
ФанфикNova Baxter. You wouldn't be far off if you said she was obsessed. Obsessed with R5. They're all she talks about, sings about, and screams about. She maybe too poor to get tickets to see them, but that obviously doesn't stop her from loving them. Yo...
