Encounter

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As I see all of the boxes stacked one on top of another I know the time has come for me to move yet again. Oh sorry, how rude of me I forgot to introduce myself, I am Hannah and I am moving from Boston Massachusetts to Breaux Bridge Louisiana to get closer to my family. I took one last look at the house before I backed out of my driveway for the last time. Breaux Bridge here I come!

*24 hours later

I jumped out of the car to get a better look at my new beautiful home that stood before me. My parents began to unpack some of our things so I decided to go check out my new room. I climbed up the flight of stairs and entered the first room on the left, as soon as I saw it there was no doubt that it was my room. My parents had already come to Breaux Bridge to look at the house and to start decorating. I had my piano, guitar and all of my other instruments lined up across one of my walls and my bed was next to the window on the other side. The house next to mine was so close that I could probably touch it if I reached my hand out. I was so lost in thought that I didn't even notice my parents were standing in my doorway trying to get my attention. "Oh Hannah I see that you found your room! Why don't you come on downstairs and help your father and I finish unpacking" my mom said.

When I went back up to my room later that night I noticed that the light was on in the room across from mine in the house next door. I was pleasantly surprised when I saw a boy in the room who looked to be about my age, but I couldn't tell for sure. I grabbed my guitar and a notebook and began to write a new song. Once I was done writing the song along with the lyrics I decided to play it through together and as I strummed the last note I could hear clapping from the boy next door. I looked over and sure enough there he was. He motioned for me to open the window so I did and sat on the bed facing him. " that song was beautiful, what is it called?" The boy asked. " oh thank you! I don't have a name for it, I just wrote it right now." I replied "well maybe I can see you tomorrow and we can come up for a name for your song, oh by the way I am Hunter, Hunter Hayes." " I would love that, thank you Hunter! And I am Hannah, Hannah Dwyer!"

Hunter and I exchanged phone numbers and he promised to text me in the morning so we could hang out. I was just about to fall asleep when my phone vibrated, it was a text from Hunter * Good night beautiful Hannah, I can't wait to see you tomorrow!* and i responded with * Hunter you are the sweetest! I will see you in the morning(:* and with that I fell asleep happy in my new home.

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