Lauren's P.O.V
"Lauren, help me with the cookies for the new neighbors!" My mom shouts,
"Who are they?" I shout back, throwing a over sized sweatshirt over a pair of ripped skinny jeans.
My mom was always making baked goods, and always greeted the new neighbors and I was always by her side.
I had no choice, and still don't.
"The Irwin's!" She answers, "I need help."
"I'll be down in a minute!" I holler, as I put my hair in a pony tail letting my hair fall onto my shoulders as I tighten the elastic.
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"Here, take this batch of chocolate chip, and I'll have the oatmeal rasin." She smiles, having my little brother open the door for us,
"Mom, nobody likes oatmeal rasin." I say,
"Lauren, please." She scoffs,
"Okay, I was just letting you know." I shrug, following my mom.
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The Boy Next Door || Ashton Irwin ||
FanfictionAshton Irwin moves into a quiet neighborhood, his house is next door to Lauren Wellington's a girl with high hopes of Ashton noticing her. The thing is, he does more than notice her.
