The Boy Next Door

Moving Day

I have lived in Canada my whole life, we just moved to the United States and my parents decided Illinois the perfect state to be. I had no choice in it but here we are. We had the moving truck filled with the rest of our stuff and we pulled into this big house. I got out of the truck and walked inside down the hall and into my room where I had boxes of things. I sat on my bed and scrolled through my pictures of me and my friends. I don't understand why I had to leave them. I absolutely hated this move. That is until I I met him. I heard something outside almost like a basketball hitting the backboard on a stand. I walked back upstairs and outside and there you were. You had no shirt on and your body shimmered in the sunlight. You blonde hair bounced lightly when you jumped and hit the rim. Then you turned around and made eye contact with me. A smile started to grow on your face you lifted your hand and waved so I kindly waved back. Then you dropped the ball and the next thing I knew you were right next to me.

"Hey I'm Charlie I see you guys are moving in." He said with his hands in his hair.

" I'm Madeline my friends call me Maddie." I said back with a smile.

That smile was all it took I felt something and knew you did too.