The sun was still scorching, and the humidity was still present even though it was 6pm, I really wasn't getting used to this. I had made appropriate outfit and footwear choices though, as I could tell we were going to be out for a while. From what I could recall from the car journey here, and then to and from school, our neighbourhood was big, and had a lot of people in it. There were multiple schools, shopping centres, or 'malls', shops, aka 'grocery stores', I needed a map! Emily and I's talk was small talk at first, we were just walking up and down streets and she was pointing out some people I knew from school's houses, a few hangout spots and where the best stores were, we had been walking for around 45 minutes just getting to know each other when she said
"Yeah my birthday is November 15th, I don't really like it bei..Oh yeah that's Sams house by the way"
"Sam who?" I said, thinking nothing of it
"Sam? Sammy? Sammy Wilkinson?"
"....Oh..him"
"Have you spoke to him yet? I think he's in your homeroom, and your math class?"
"Oh yeah, we've spoken" I rolled my eyes
"Aye!" Emily yelled and she nudged me, winking
"What!?"
"I know that voice, that's sigh of desperateness, the rolling of the eyes hiding the emotion, I've seen it all before (Y/N)!"
"WHAT no! Emily you definitely have this wrong. We speak in Maths sometimes, he never turns up to homeroom! I have a boyfriend, remember?"
"Yeah boyfriend schmoyfriend, that wont last long, lets be honest here" I valued her honesty at least
"..Me and Nathan will be just fine, we've fought out nearly 3 years and can get through anything!" I said with uncertainty
I realized I hadn't actually looked at what Emily said was Sammy's house yet. I looked over to the left to see the biggest house I think I have ever seen, it was giant. I thought my house was big..It was alike mine, half grey half wood with stones along the bottom, but by the looks of it, his front garden, or 'front yard' seemed to be bigger than my house, let alone the house it's self. A few lights were on upstairs, and one downstairs which I guessed to either be the living room or the kitchen, I was staring in awe when Emily said
"Its big, right?"
"Big? Is that an understatement? It's absolutely massive"
"Yeah, pretty sure he has the biggest house in the Neighbour hood, along with you, Jack, Jack and a few others.."
"This 'Jack and Jack' I seem to have heard so much about..who are they?"
"Oh. My. God. (Y/N)! You suck! They are literally the life and soul of Westside, Jack Gilinsky and Jack Johnson. They are hilarious, gorgeous, lovely and fucking sexy" Emily blushed
"EXCUSE me! What are you forgetting to tell me?"
"Nothing, it's just that Jack Gilinsky is literally the hottest boy I have ever laid eyes on"
The thought 'Have you never seen Sammy before then?' rushed into my head, which I instantly discarded of, I couldn't think like that.
"Yeah well i'll be the judge of that, where have they been? Why haven't they been in school?"
"They look a long weekend holiday to LA, they always go there to visit some friends, ones got blonde highlights and ones Asian, dodgy if you ask me..They're back in school tomorrow
"Oh right. So are you friends with them or are they like, prestige that pick and chose who they're friends with?"
"No, they're lovely, i'm not joking. They're probably 2 of my best friends, just like Sammy is. I'm so close with Sammy (Y/N)!"
Fuck. She's close with him.
"So, Emily, who are you close with, who are you crushing on, tell me all, give me thr 411 on all the gossip"
"Urgh I love gossip ok here goes the majority of things you need to know. My name is Emily Maguire, my best friend is called Kaysia, and we are in a larger group of girls that's like, me Kaysia Alex Marina Steph, there's loads of us, I'll introduce you tomorrow. Kaysia is literally in love with Sammy but the feeling isn't mutual. I am crushing hard on Gilinsky right now - that's his nickname by the way, everyone just calls them Gilinsky and Johnson - you'll see why tomorrow, I'll introduce you to the boys tomorrow too. Kaysia and Sammy used to hook up alot but they stopped because she caught feelings and he didn't want anything more than a FWB (friend with benefits). The boys, they're sluts, i'm not gonna deny it, they hook up alot with alot of different girls, its the usual. Gilinsky and I have never notioned at the idea of being more than friends, but all I want to do is fuck him. Sammy always has house parties - he's having one this weekend actually, yeah you're invited I forgot to tell you. Oh my GOD the other day this girl called Jessica was on snapchat and she accidentally sent nud..."
Emily went on about the gossip of Westside, who likes who and who's done what, all just regular things that happen at every school in existence, it was the same old. Our walk was so lovely, tomorrow she's going to introduce me to the girls, and the boys, and show me around some more. She said that Sammy's parents were away in LA from Thursday to Monday, so he's having a huge party. Thank God, I have missed parties! She also said about how the girls and I could go shopping at the mall for new outfits on Friday, that was a good call and I had no fucking clothes. Things are starting to look up.
I hadn't even realized it had gotten dark, I needed to get home! I said goodbye to Emily as she walked me home, I gathered my bearings and should be able to make my way around the basic parts easily enough. I looked at my phone and it was 10:30 already, shit. I got in, went straight up stairs without eating and FaceTime'd Hannah, I told her all about my walk and she genuinely seemed happy for me, although she mentioned a few times about being replaced, which was utterly ridiculous. I FaceTime'd Nathan afterwards and told him, although I may have slightly, sort of, accidentally missed out any information about Jack, Jack or Sammy, and the party I'll be attending on Saturday. Technically I wasn't lying, I was just withholding the truth..

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The Move
Fanfiction(Y/N), was a stereotypical 17 year old girl. Loved her friends, her family, her boyfriend..and she loved parties. "Nebraska? Where even is that? I dropped Geography in year 9..I have no fucking clue where that is.." The difference for (Y/N) was, was...