*Alisons POV*
-- 6 months later --
"Alison, Hurry up" My aunt sighed as she lit another cigarette.
I was moving to New York City. Attending school there until I turn 18.
"OKAY Okay.." I said with hatred in my voice. I Hated my aunt. Not sure why but I hate her and she hates me. It's simple.
"Alison don't talk back to me. Now hurry up the plane leaves in 3 hours"
She replied to my attitude.
---- In New York ----
"Janet.. Where's your house." I asked.
"I live here" She said with excitement
"Oh" I said blankly. I'm not saying here house is disgusting it's just-- Wait, Yeah. It's disgusting. The walls of her apartment are covered with mold and the place smells like a murder scene. "Problem honey?" She asked. I'm assuming she could tell how I felt about her place. "Oh uh.. No." I said a few minutes later.
She smiled at me as if I was some broken idiot with two pairs of eyes. "So um.. I have to pack all my stuff in?... By myself?" I asked quietly.
"Well duh. It's your life silly you do the work.." She said obviously annoyed. "Oh okay just wondering" I snapped back. She angrily flipped open a magazine and flipped threw the pages. There was a knock on the door. Aunt Janet just stared at me. I understood she wanted me to answer so I did. I flipped open the door with an attitude in my voice "Yes? Who are you what do you want ug-" Standing in the doorway was a boy about seventeen.. A year older than me. I fixed my tone of voice. "Uh. Sorry about that.. Uh.. H-Hello?" I asked nervously.
He was staring at the floor, He glanced up and I got lost in his deep brown eyes. "Uhm hey I saw you had boxes? Uh.. Do
you uh need help?" He asked fidgeting with his hands.
Sorry it's short but I'm expecting this fanfic to be very long
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Falling for him
FanfictionTorn by the loss of her parents death, Alison packs up her belongings and heads to New York City to live with her aunt until her 18th birthday. At her private school nothing is normal, Monsters attack and everything is horrible. Until one day when...
