the boy next door • jenzie

1 | Queen Kenzie Of Kansas

the boy next door
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johnny orlando
mackenzie ziegler
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The smell nearly makes Kenzie gag as she takes her first step out of Melissa's BMW and into the Kansas air. Shit. That's all she can smell. Horse shit. Cow shit. Pig shit. Every-other-farm-animal shit. Shit everywhere. Not only does her new stepfather live in the middle of nowhere, but he is also a farmer. A pig farmer nonetheless.

"Have I told you that I hate you?" she asks her mom.

Melissa smiles as her 12-year-old daughter, Taylor, squeals in excitement at the sight of their new home and runs towards the door, eager to explore. She then shoots a glare at Kenzie. "Only about one million times."

"Good, because I hate you so very much, and I just want to make sure that you know it," Kenzie hisses. The U-Haul carrying all of the family's belongings arrived at Greg's house yesterday, so the three new residents of Kansas make their way to the front door empty handed. Melissa slips the key into the lock and twists, the door swinging open and Taylor rushes inside.

"Kenzie, hold on one minute before you look around. I need to show you and your sister where your rooms are. Then I'll give you the grand tour," Melissa says. Taylor comes sprinting back to her. Melissa guides her children down a hallway and opens the first door she sees. Inside is all of Taylor's belongings in boxes lined up against one of the purple painted walls.

She squeals in utter glee and rushes towards her bed, jumping up and down on the mattress.

Kenzie then follows her mom a little farther down the same hall to another door, which she opens to reveal a room about twice the size of Taylor's and twice as full of boxes.

"If you don't like the paint, Greg told me where the Home Depot is in town and we can go tomorrow to pick out a different colour," Melissa says. There is a hint of nervousness in her voice. She knows that this move is tough on Kenzie, Kenzie has made sure she knows it, and the last thing she wants is for her daughter to be unhappy.

Kenzie takes a step inside her new room and looks around. The room is actually quite charming, not that she'll tell her mom that, with its wood floors, large curtained windows, and antique furniture. Even the grey-blue hue of the walls is oddly comforting to her.

After making her mother fret for much too long, Kenzie finally says, "It will do," before slamming the door shut so she can begin to unpack.

As she pulls out the countless amount of photographs of herself and her friends and Ashton, she already begins to miss home. She's been with these same kids since the first day of middle school, and they planned on graduating together. They planned on going to winter formal and prom together. They planned on doing everything together.

Now, Kenzie is going to miss out on all of their plans for their final year of high school while they all get to go through with them in order for her to live on a farm with her new stepfather, who she already knows dislikes her greatly.

She places her favourite picture of her and Ashton on her nightstand and attaches the others to clothes pins hanging from lights strung across the ceiling. She makes sure to leave a few clothes pins open though. If she's going to have to spend her senior year of high school here, she's going to be sure to continue her reign as Queen Kenzie, even if the title is now Queen Kenzie of Kansas.