Chapter 3

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Arabella Fitz *POV*
I sat on a coach from a long flight to Pennsylvania, it took hours to get here and we are finally here. Me and my brother, Danny, were told last week that we're moving to Rosewood, where our parents first met. Apparently, it has much better schools and 'boundaries' as they like to call it. I just call it obstacles. Okay, as you can tell, I'm not the one to stick by the rules. I don't know who I get it from maybe my mum as I heard that she dated my dad as a student while he was her teacher. To be honest, if I hook up with a hot teacher and they freak out, they're just hypocrites.

We got to our new house, it was down the road from my parents' friends house. My mum told me we are going for dinner there tonight. She also said they have a daughter. From the look of this neighborhood, they seem to be a bit snobby. I wonder what they will be like, I really hope that they aren't all intellectual as I don't think I will be able to keep up. I got dressed up nice to go for this meal, I have to make a good impression especially for my parents. I wonder what Roxy is like? Do you reckon she will judge me for turning up in trainers? I don't think I have the energy to wear heels right now. We got to the front door and Danny rung the door bell. He was so excited... Poor Danny is only 8, he won't wanna sit with my parents or with me and Roxy. He will probably end up talking to the family dog, if they even have one. The door flew open, there was this tall women, about half a head taller than my mum. She had beautiful brown locks and deep brown eyes. She also had a very distinctive smile, I was kinda worried she was a crazy women. She looks to me. "You must be Arabella! I haven't seen you since you were a newborn!" She said very enthusiastically, "My name is Spencer and I have been so excited to meet you and your brother!" She looks to my brother and smiles and welcomes us in. She seems very sweet but something about her makes me fear her, I don't know what though she seems quite controlling. I then see a man walking over. He had mousy brown hair and had sharp blue eyes. Wow them eyes! I could stare into them all day! They are so... Pretty! He comes over and looks at me and smiles. "You must be Arabella!" He put his hand out to shake mine, so I politely shook his hand. I walked into their beautiful dining room, they had a massive glass table with a white cloth running through through the middle. I see a girl looking a bit confused setting 4 extra plates on the table. She looks up at me...

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