The Girl Next Door

Chapter 3: Help Mystery Girl Move In!?

Everyone Has That Kid No One Cares About. You Just Have To Scream Until They Hear You Out.~ Written In The Stars

Chapter 3: Help Mystery Girl Move In!?

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J E R E M Y ( Jeremy's P.O.V)

Lillian was the exact girl I saw at the diner I worked at.

"Do you have a twin?" I blurted out.

Lillian looked confused, and shook her head.

"Oh." I muttered feeling slightly idiotic for asking.

"Lillian, Brittany. This is Jeremy, Tyler, and Michelle. Our new neighbors." Brian introduced.

We all waved and they waved back.

We just stood there, saying nothing.

"Well boys. Thanks again for the help." Brian smiled.

"You're welcome." Tyler chirped.

He's being extra polite today. Wonder why? And then I looked at Brittany who was smiling at my brother.

I picked up Tyler and placed him on my shoulder.

"You're not wearing a shirt Jer." Tyler whispered.

"It's okay. Nobody's complaining." I said, winking at him. Tyler attempted to wink but failed miserably. I laughed.

"Well if you don't mind. Today is a Sunday. And we're off of work. we can help you move in, if you like?" My mom asked.

I turned my head and glared at my mom. She gave me a cheeky smile.

"No no. It's fine." Brian said waving it off.

"No really. Jeremy is pretty strong. He can help. Right Jer?" My mom said. She widened her eyes and I knew what she meant.

"Yeah. For sure I can help. No problem." I said. My mom smiled at that.

"No it's fine. You don't need to help. We got it!" Brian smiled, politely.

I wasn't going to take no for an answer, so I just started walking to the moving truck and grabbed a box.

I walked back to them and said, "I can be pretty stubborn," I chuckled. "Where should I put this?" I asked.

"You could just put it in the living room." Lillian said. I looked over to her and nodded.

I walked inside and placed it on the floor.

Turning around, Lillian stood next to a table.

I slowly advanced her.

This is sure going to be one hell of a Sunday.

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L I L L I A N (Lillian's P.O.V)

To say I was overwhelmed with all this moving thing is an understatement. Moving is horrible.

And here we are. In Texas.

I heard my dad talking. I got kind of curious, so I took Brittany's hand and walked out of the house.

When we got to the back porch. There stood the most hottest guy ever seen in this entire universe. My eyeballs popped out of my sockets.

He had a well defined set of abs. And a well structured face. All in all. He was hot!

Brittany tugged on my hand and we walked over and stood there.