Girl Next Door

Chapter 1

Justin's POV

"Justin, the new neighbors just arrived!" My mom yelled from downstairs.

I was in my room, writing a new song. When I heard what my mom said, I put down my guitar and got up. I walked across the room towards my window. I peeked out and saw a little boy and girl running around their front lawn. They reminded me of Jaxon and Jazmyn. But the boy had brown hair and the girl had dirty blonde hair. I saw two adults, who I'm guessing is the kids' parents. The mom was talking to my mom and the dad was walking over to the kids. He picked them up and carried them inside.

I was about to walk away from the window when something caught my eye. I looked toward their driveway and saw a girl, who looked to be 18 years old, get out of a camaro. From up here, I couldn't really see her face but her long blonde hair looked so perfect in the sunlight.

I was knocked out of my thoughts when my door open and my walked in. "Get ready. The new neighbors are going to come over around 6. We're having dinner. Wear something nice." With that, she walked out of my room.

I turned back toward the window, but the girl was gone. I guess I'll see her tonight.

I walked into my bathroom and stripped, hopping into the shower. When I was done, I got out and wrapped a towel around my hips. I did my dried my hair and styled it. I walked to my closet and got changed into some nice clothes.

As soon as I put some cologne on, my mom called me, "Justin. Our new neighbors are here."

I walked out of my room and went downstairs. As I got to the bottom, I saw my mom standing there with the little boy I saw before and his parents. But where were the two girls?

"Justin, this is Mr. and Mrs. Gomez. and their son Michael." My mom told me.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Justin." I introduced myself, extending my hand. Mr. and Mrs. Gomez shook it and Michael said, "Hewwo!"

We all laughed. I bent down and said, "Hi there. You must be Michael."

"Yeah!" He smiled. He reminded me so much of Jaxon.

"You know, you remind me of my brother." I told him.

"Can I see him!?" He asked.

"He's not here. He lives in Canada. But maybe sometime you can meet him if he visits. How does that sound?" Michael just nodded and ran to his mom. I stood back up.

"We have two daughters, too. They just went to the restroom." Mrs. Gomez informed me.

"We're back!" A sweet voice said from behind me. I turned around and saw the girl I saw before that came out of the camaro. She was wearing this.

We just stood there looking at each other. I smiled at her and she looked away, blushing.

"Justin, Pattie, this is my daughter Miranda and this little girl is Sarah." Mr. Gomez said, holding a little girl that looked to be around 6 years old.

"Nice to meet you two, I'm Pattie and this is my son, Justin." My mom told them.

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