Staying next door to Marcus and Lucas Dobre

Part 1

Ahhh, here I am! Finally, I look up to the house that will permanently be my home until I move out. The heat is killing me, a little Scottish lass isn't use to this heat.

"Sophia, will you get they last few boxes in please, before we go and introduce ourself to the neighbours" my mum shouted, waddling, trying to balance the 4 boxes she was carrying into the house..

Before I start, I should probably introduced myself, my name is Sophia Mcfarlane, I am 17 years of age, I have brown hair, blue eyes. I live with my mum, and only my mum. As cliche as it sounds, my father ran away with my teacher at a very young age, mum fell into depression, became a workaholic, landed herself a promotion and here we are Florida, I don't have many friends, because with mums work, we probably will be moving soon. But welcome to my life, I hope you enjoy.

I balance the boxes upon boxes, you see I'm a type of person who would rather break their arms than make 2 trips. That's not good. I pick up the boxes, and start waddling to the front door, I almost reach it, when KABOOM, I slip over the front door step and met with the carpet.

"OUCH, FOR F-" I was interrupted by a male voice
"Are you okay? He spoke, he had an accent I couldn't put my finger on.
I got up, and looked, i rubbed my eye,
"There is either 2 of you, or I have bad concussion" I said rubbing my head.

"There is 2 of me, sorry let me introduce myself, I'm Lucas Dobre and this is my twin Marcus Dobre, we are your next door neighbours" he said smiling, ahh he has a Romanian accent
"Hi-" before I could finish my sentence my mother came booming through
"Hunny, are you read- oh hello, who are youse?" My mum looked and looked again.
"Hello, Miss Mcfarlane, I am Lucas and this is Marcus. We are your next door neighbours, my mums next door if you'd like to meet her" he smiled, damn that smile.

"Call me Fiona, and I will go introduced myself" mum said before walking past and out the front door with the twins, i was left alone, i quickly jogged up stairs, took a quick shower, stuck my jammies, put my hair in a pleat, and headed to bed for a much needed sleep.