The Secret Romance with the Boy Nextdoor

Chapter 1: New Neighbors

6:42am~~~~~
beep Beep BEEP
I could hear the moving truck next door all the way on the other side of the house.
Clang!!!! Boom!!!! SCHHHH!!!!
The neverending sound seemed to continue on FOREVER. How the hell am I supposed to get some sleep?!!!!?
I got out of bed, accepting the fact that falling back asleep would be a complete waste of my time considering I can't fall asleep unless it's quiet. I reached up on the high shelf and grabbed a box of coco puffs and ate them straight out of the box.
As I was eating, the truck seemed to be getting louder and louder by the minute. I'm telling you, it WOUDNT STOP! After about five minutes of sitting at the island, listening to the roar of the moving truck, I went outside to go see who was moving in.
As I walked out side, I stared at the green grass and felt the cool breeze of the wind. In Florida, it's not very often you get cooler weather, even in the winter. So when it's here, soak it up cause it's all your getting. I walked to my backyard, the green grass tickling my bare feet. I laid on the grass, just staring at the moving truck. What do the people look like? Will they like me? Are they nice? My last neighbors at the house were strange people. They always stared at us when we walked to our mailbox. The neighbors before them though we're really nice. In fact, their daughter was my babysitter when I was 2. I miss them, but at least they didn't move too far away. I thought some more about the new neighbors and then suddenly I heard their front door creak open. There stood a boy, about my age, and man, I know I'm 5, too young for love, but I could see me falling for him someday. I couldn't tell what color his eyes were but I could tell that his hair was a blond color. He was wearing a blue shirt with khaki shorts. His shoes were a bluish green color. I wanted to walk up to him to say hi but I stopped myself. What if I say something stupid? I have to plan this.....Ohhh but I can't wait, I HAVE to meet him. I walked up to him, almost tripping over the concrete porch foundation. "Hi, um, my names Anna, I will.....um.....I live next door" I bursted out finally. "Oh cool, we just moved in today. I got to go but I guess I will see ya, I mean, we live next door so.....yeah....got to go..." His stuttering reminded him of myself. I guess we have something in common. I went to look down at the ground and then looked at my pants. Oh my gosh! I was in Pajamas!!!!! I saw him in my pajamas!!! He must think I'm crazy!!! I'm soooo stupid! I quickly scurried back home and shut the door. I ran across the carpet to my pink and white bedroom. I grabbed my diary from my nightstand and wrote in black ink:
July 14th, 2007 Entry#1
Dear Diary,
I'm stupid.
Period.
I already like like(love sort of) the boy next door.
I talked to him, in my pajamas.
What's wrong with me?
I basically, no, I Completely ruined my chance with him in the future.
Gosh, whyyyyyyy.......
Failing at this "romance" thing already,
~~~~~~~Anna
P.S., this is my first entry, I thought that writing things down might help a little.
I put down my pen and put my pink and green diary back in my wooden nightstand. The sound of the moving truck was gone. I went outside AGAIN and looked and saw him, riding his bike around the empty house across the street. I decided to go talk to him some more, I mean, I can't possibly make things worse than I already did. So I went back inside to go change into a purple tank top and jean shorts, with of course my black vans. I went back outside while tying up my hair with a Scrunchie that was on my wrist. I walked up to him and yelled "Hey, what's your name?" He yelled back "My names Damon." He walked up to me. I could see his eyes, they were a light color, of blue, like a sky blue mixed with a robin blue. "do you like to ride bikes, maybe we can go for a ride sometime. How about, tomorrow?" I replied a little too quickly. "Sure! Yeah, that sounds perfect! See ya, tomorrow!" I was overloaded with joy so I ran back to my room to go write in my diary.
Dear Diary,
It's the same day but remember when I told you I was an idiot?
Well, THIS idiot is going for a bike ride with hot guy tomorrow!
That's right, HOT GUY!
Suck it Diary.
Actually, thank you for letting me write in your pages.
I got to go pick out an outfit for HOT GUY tomorrow!!!!!!
This girl,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ANNA
I looked at my watch that was sitting on my desk. 1:42pm. For the rest of the day, I ate on the couch with my dog, Rocky. Then I prepared for tomorrow.