chapter 1

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Stella's point of view

  "Neighbors" I couldn't believe .we haven't had neighbors in my neighborhood for years . When my mom told me the news I was shocked .

"Do you think there's a boy there my age?it's so boring around here " my little brother Chris asked, he is 14 and can be really annoying.

"I don't know son , I haven't met them yet......but we will soon " she smiled

All I was thinking of was mom's special Chicken Alfredo with casserole ko she was making for dinner. Yumm I can already taste it, don't judge me but I have a special place for food in my heart and i become stingy when it comes to food.

I don't know how I feel about the new neighbors. The last neighbors lost someone because of a fire outbreak in the house. It took a while to rebuild the house , it has been empty since last year .....I guess

  I looked out the window and saw that I was right across from another window, I looked closer and saw pictures of bands and... I couldn't really see the others,  so that means there's a boy living there.
 
"Stella dinner's ready" my mom yelled "Am coming mom". I rushed down the  stairs, to see my mom and brother already on the table eating.

"Stella pls can you take some chicken Alfredo and casserole pasta to our new neighbors " she asked sweetly "But" she gave me that am-serious look.
'They are just stupid neighbors ' I muttered to the food.

I just got out from the door and walked to the neighbors house and rang the bell, my hands were burning from the hot dish I was holding.
  Then the door swings open to reveal an average height woman with tan skin, light brown shoulder length hair and hazel eyes. She had a blue jeans and plain white top with a box in her hand, she smiled "Hi who are you?" she asked smiling.

"I'm Stella I live next door. My mom made some chicken Alfredo and casserole pasta that I think you and your family would love. Its just a house warming gift I guess.  "

"Oh sweetie am Mrs Taylor but you can call me Amelia, you don't mind coming in and setting the food on the table? I have this box I need to finish unpacking" she showed a small smile. "No problem"I said and followed her to the kitchen.

Their kitchen looked so beautiful with all the decors, lights and even the chandelier. So I set it down on the table and went out of the kitchen only to hit a hard wall or someone's chest and then I hit the floor with my butt.

"What the.... "I looked up only to see a handsome, hot guy around my age with sky blue eyes, he had a leather jacket on and he looked like he was rushing somewhere. I couldn't help but notice his good looks, I just stared until he brought me out of my thoughts "who are you " he asked with his deep voice and eyes that glared into my soul.
Then I recognized that I was still on the floor and got up.

"Um... I... I was just leaving. Sorry" I said and hurried past him only to be caged back to the wall "you didn't tell me your name" he said rudely with his eyes piercing into my soul, I gulped I hope he didn't here me. 

"My name is Stella "I said
 "Oh such a nice name now...."  "Jace what are you doing to her leave her alone" we both turned only to see his mom. 

"I wasn't doing anything I was just asking her about her name"  "Oh like that pinned to the wall, she is your visitor"  "Sorry mom" he lets me go and gives me a weird look and walks upstairs 'strange'.

  I turn to Mrs Taylor "sorry dear for my son's attitude "she smiles softly, her son I can't believe such a sweet woman could give birth to that ..

"OK ma no problem ...... Good night ma'am"  "Good night dear greet your parents" with that I walk out the door and go straight home to finish my now cold dinner there were no questions from mom because they had already headed off to sleep, up to my room to sleep we this has been a long summer I wish there could be additional weeks. Oh and i have school tomorrow.



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Hello readers I think this chapter is short I will make the next longer***

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