Chapter One - Moved

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I woke up to the sweet smell of pancakes and bacon. Mmm my favorite. "Elizabeth breakfast is ready!" my mom yelled. "Ok be there in a bit" I called back. I got up and brushed out my stringy blonde hair, I looked like a monster.

I looked down to see all of my clothes packed up except for one outfit. Our family is moving to Boston today so pretty much everything is packed up. I put on the blue shirt that I got from church and my jean shorts. I wore my Nike flip flops and put my hair in a messy bun.

I went downstairs and started eating my pancakes, but then I noticed something horrible, THERE WASN'T ANY SYRUP!!!!! We must have packed that up already. I got a Gatorade out of the fridge and drank that for breakfast.

"Elizabeth were leaving soon!" Called my mom. "Ok be there in a little bit I want to say bye to my room" I told her. I've lived in the same house all of my life and I hate to leave it forever. My room was the biggest in the whole house, so it would need some getting used to.

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When we got to Boston, which was a ten hour drive, we were all excited to see our new house.

It was larger than the house that we had before, so I ran into the house to see the most stunning house I have ever seen. It had two stories so I figured that the bedrooms would be upstairs for my brother and I.

I got the biggest room, of course. It had tons of space so I can practice all of my gymnastics skills. The walls were blue and green, my favorite colors. there were lots of windows so a lot of light came in which I liked that a lot.

I started to bring in all of my stuff. I decided to put my bed in the corner of my room. My dresser went by my closet and the bookshelf by my bed so I can read at night without getting up.

As I was putting my clothes in my closet I heard aiming and it was really good. Whoever it was, they had talent. I ignored it at first but then they started to play my favorite song, Hall of Fame, I love that song so much.

I went to my window to see who it was when I see a boy in his room playing his piano. He was pretty good at that. At that moment he looked out of his window and saw me watching him. I just stood there, frozen. I didn't know what to

do he was sorta good looking and I probably looked so stupid just watching him like that. oh well I don't need a boyfriend anyway.

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I hope you guys liked the first chapter. bye 👋

--- Sarah 💚

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