Moving In

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Y/N P.O.V.
My older brother, me, and my younger siblings sat in the back of the car all of our stuff was packed away in the trunk. "Where do you think the new house will be like?" Stella, the girl twin asks. "Mom said we'd be living in a one story house." The oldest, Walter said. "Probably the neighborhood with all the drug addicts." I joked, remembering the old house. "Depending on our last neighborhood-" The other twin, Kaden, got interrupted by our mom who yelled, "Shut up your father is driving!" While holding a beer in her hands. Me and Walter were convinced she was pregnant but we never said anything about it.. We were very close in age, one year apart. He was 17 and I was 16. We were going to attend the same high school while the twins would attend the same middle school. Anyway, We ignore our mothers request and continue to talk. "Do you know how the rooms will be set up?" I asked Walter. "No." He was cluless. "I hope I get my own room!" Stella said. "We always share a room Stella." Kaden said, rolling his eyes. Stella huffed. I laughed. "I definitely won't share a room." I told everyone in the car that now. "Mom! How many rooms are there in the new house?" Stella asked. "Like 4." She said, probably hoping we'd shut up. She took another sip of her beer. Typical. "Well see how it's set up when we get there." Walter stated. I rolled my eyes. After what seemed like days, we were finally here. Home. When my dad parked the car in front of our new home we stared at our new living area. It looked as if it were just sturdy and stable enough. "Better than our old house.." Walter commented. Why did we ever leave anyways? Right. So hopefully dad can get a job and to get out of all the debt.
Like that would ever happen though.
We all started to grab our shit from the trunk of the car, and find our rooms. As I figured, the twins shared a room, me and Walter got our own room and mom n dad obviously shared a room. As I was grabbing my stuff, Walter, the douche playfully knocked over all of my stuff causing me to tell. "WALTERRRR!"
Kenny's P.O.V.
After hearing all the racket from outside I decided to look out of my window, and there it is. All the noise was coming from across the street. I saw a girl about my age, 16. And a boy who looked, not too older than her with two kids who looked to be twins. The girl my age was glaring at the slightly older guy. Telling him to pick something up. He stood there, completely unphased. The girl punched him as he started to hold her back. When there mother came out with a booze bottle in her hand, they were quick to stop fighting. I stopped looking at the family across the street and started to look at my cheap shitty phone. After an hour had pass it was dinner time. I grabbed a waffle and made one each for me and Karen. The others got there own as well. After dinner we all went to our rooms. I looked out the window one more time, to see a light on across my window. I looked until I saw the same girl again.. undressing. I soon left my window and fell asleep.

(Hey! It's meeeee.. I currently wrote this at 4 in the morning and I need to get up at 6. I hope who ever reads this enjoys it!)

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