Most people think that moving schools is a big deal but for me it's like a yearly thing. My parents are always on the move because they go to stupid auctions and by cheap houses to decorate them then they sell them for a lot of money. I never really fit in, I'm like the sad, lonely girl who always sits in the back corner of the classroom. No one ever likes me. My parents don't care about me; they are way to busy decorating cheap, old houses. I'm only 12 years old and my name is Annabel. Annabel wood.
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The Boy Next Door
RandomSo there is this 12 year old girl called Annabel. Annabel moved to a new school And she didn't know anyone but her neighbour was her absolute dream. But Annabel was too shy to talk to the hot boy. Will Annabel actually pick up the courage to talk...
