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I look out at the field. At my decent sized-new home. Living in the countryside was never part of the plans for the future. Oh who am I kidding, I don't have any plans for the future.

I just wanted to finish senior year in peace in New York. Not in the countryside.

"Elena, carry your own boxes." My older twin brother, Ethan, shouts from the doorway. I groan and began to pick up my boxes. Each one labelled.

3 hours later I fall on to my bed exhausted. I finished my room off. Clothes hanged up. I've put everything in the right place. It's currently 5 pm and all I want to do is sleep but I feel so sweaty and hot, I know I need a shower.

After a nice shower, I towel dry my dirty blond hair while humming along to mercy by Shawn Mendes.

"I'm saying, baby, please have mercy on me, take it easy on my heart. Even though you don't mean to hurt me. You keep tearing me apart. Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart. Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart." I sing as I apply lotion to my tan skin.

I jump as my door open and a pretty brunette stands there. "You have a really nice voice." She complements.

"Thank you, but who are you?" I ask her as I turn the music down.

She shakes her head, "I'm Amanda, I'm kind of like your neighbour." She holds her hand out for me to shake which I do.

"Elena," I reply.

"I know silly, your brother, who might I add is very hot, told me your name." She sighs happily.

"Gross," I mutter while she laughs.

"My exact reaction when people tell me my brother are hot." She shakes her head. "I better get going, I'll see you school on Monday." She begins to walk out. School?

"School?" I ask her.

She turns back around, "there's only one school here on the south side. You and your brother will be going to the same school." She says and walks out. I follow behind her.

Today's Friday, meaning two days till hell starts. Lord help me, please

"Here She is," Mom says as I walk into the spacious living room.

"Here I am. . . walking to the kitchen to go get food," I say and spin on my heel walking away from the adults.

"Elena," Ethan says as I walk in. I raise my brow at him and walk closer. I place my hand on his forehead and shake my head, "you don't seem to have a fever, is everything all right?" He swats my hand away.

"Stop it."

"It's just that you know my name." I sigh, "Mom I think Ethan's sick, he knows my name." I yell grabbing a water bottle.

"Whatever you say, bug." He resorts.

"Ahh, there's the brother I know and hate." I smile. Chuckles were heard from the side.

I turn my head to the side to see four handsome guys standing there.

"This is Todd, Joe and Nick. There triplets." Ethan said. Todd gave me a goofy grin, Joe nodded at me, Nick gave me a smile.

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