Rosalind's POV:
I remember the conversation my mother and I had the day she told me about the pastor. I was unamused
"The new pastor is coming to our house soon." My mother tells me one night when my father gets back from his meeting with the pastor search committee. Great we are going to have some old guy come to our house and I'm going to be bored out of my mind.
"Why is he coming to our house? There's no point." I state to my mother
"Well you wouldn't want to come into some new place without knowing anyone." She tells me in an unamused voice.
"Listen mom, he's old he can get over it."
My mother looks amused "it's his whole family not just him and he's not old, he's our age."
Thank goodness I really don't want to host a dinner for some old man. But what does she mean whole family?
"What do you mean whole family?"
"Well his wife, his son, and his daughter. His daughters about your age, I want you to be nice to her."
Huh nice. She expects me to be nice? I'm a very unsocial person and she expects me to be nice? I don't know this girl, she could be awful.
"How old are his kids and what's their names?" I ask with interest
"Well I think their sons name is Zach, and I believe he's about to go into collage. Their daughters name is Zoey, she's thirteen." Mom tells me.
Well, I guess I'll just be nice, and then forget all about them like I do every other person. Because I'm not the type to click.
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Teen FictionZoey and Rosalind, well you could say they are best friends. Actually you would know they are best friends, they do everything together, the total opposites but the work perfectly together. They go into high school and face trials that test their fr...
