The Boy Next Door (Rewriting-read description)

Chapter 1

Hi guys! It's the first chapter of my first story! The Picture is to just give you an idea of the houses. Matts houses would be on the left (your left). Enjoy!

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Chapter 1

The car pulls into the driveway of my new house in Bronxville, New York- only 15 miles north of Manhattan. I open the car door and go around to get my luggage from the trunk. I see my little sister fiddling with the key to the house- she always liked opening doors- and once she finally manages to get it open we rush inside and up the stairs to try and get the best room. I see my younger sister, Lillian, run into the first door on the right and shout out, "MINE!" Great.

I move into the bedroom across from hers. There are purple curtains hanging in front of what I presume is a window. The walls are blank leaving room for me to hang up some of my Broadway posters. I set my bags down and walk over to my window to see what the view is. When I pull the curtains back I see...a...bedroom?

It has blue walls, ACDC posters, and the room is more than messy. A boy's bedroom. Awesome. There is a boy who has a clear view of my bedroom. And to be honest are houses are close enough that if I jumped out my window I would be in his bedroom- I'm over exaggerating but still. I move away from the window and start to unpack my things.

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I finished unpacking and let's just say I'm pretty proud of myself. I have all my favorite Broadway show posters up on the wall, including but not limited to: Hamilton, Heathers The Musical, First Date, The Addams Family Musical and Spring Awakening. My clothes are neatly folded into draws and hung in my closet. I also took the time to organize my desk
-because let's be real when am when am I ever going to do that again- and my bed is neatly made. Since I am done, I decide to sit down and scroll through Twitter.

As I'm doing this I hear my door open. I look up and see my mom, "Hey honey, how's the unpacking going?"

"Oh, I finished."

"Okay then, well, the neighbors are downstairs; they wanted to say hi so, why don't you come down stairs to meet them."

I reply with a simple nod and follow my mom down the stairs to where I see a woman with blonde wavy hair and blue eyes. She looks about 5'5 considering that when I get close I am in fact taller than her. I also see a little girl with curly brown hair and blue eyes that look just like her mom's. Then I see a tall man, who looks about 6'0 at least, he has light brown hair and brown eyes. I walk up to the woman first, "Hi, I'm Ronni; it's nice to meet you."

The woman replies with a smile and says, "Hello, I'm Jordan Woods and this is my husband Alex and our daughter Lauren. I also have a son, Matthew, but he's with some friends right now." I return her smile and politely say, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

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I go back up the stairs because I do not feel like listing to my mom talk all day with her new friend. As I enter my room I hear about four different voices talking and I freeze. Mrs. Woods I think I found your son and his friends.

"Looks like you've got some musical theatre nerd living next door."

Crap. I left the curtains open. Hold up. What did he just call me? "Excuse me?" The words come out of my mouth before I think to say them. "Hey whose there?" I hear one of the voices reply. Well there is no turning back now. I slowly make my way over to the window only to find four, very attractive, boys staring back at me.