I'll Keep You Safe

You got me!

Brooke Lynn's POV:

I sat in my room, looking out at the street below. It was a beautiful day, but I just couldn't bring myself to go outside. I couldn't bring myself to do anything. I hadn't felt like myself lately. Little did I know; my life was about to change forever. I watched as a moving truck pulled up to the house next door, followed by a black Cadillac SUV, and a cherry red Mazda convertible. I watched intently as someone got out of the red sports car. My jaw dropped. I was looking at the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She had long dark wavy hair, and her skin was golden tan. She wore a black mini-skirt, and a red top. Wow, this girl sure liked her red. Suddenly, it was almost like she felt my eyes on her, and she spun around and looked directly at me. I saw her cock her head to the side and raise an eyebrow. I was mesmerized, she had the face of an angel. Who was this girl? She smirked at me, turned and walked inside.
I was so mad at myself. Why was I fawning over a girl? I wasn't a lesbian. Thoughts like that were inappropriate and forbidden in my household. My parents would kill me if they ever knew.

I sat and watched the movers unpack the truck for around a half hour.
"Brooke Lynn!" yelled a voice from the hall. It was my mother. Oh dear, what did I do this time?

"Yes, mother?" I said, getting up and walking towards my door.

"Honey, put your shoes on, we are going over to meet the new neighbors."

I felt the color drain from my face.

"Are you ok, sweetie? You look a little pale."

"Yeah," I managed to squeak out, "yeah mom, let's go."

My mom leads my father and myself next door and rang the doorbell. A stressed, but beautiful looking woman answers the door.

"Hello!" she said.

"Hello! We're the Hytes family, we live next door." My mom smiled.

"Oh, hello, hello, please come in. Don't mind the mess." The woman had an accent. "I'm Alexis."
"Hi, Alexis, I'm Lisa, this is my husband, Carl, and our daughter Brooke Lynn."

"Nice to meet you!" Alexis smiled, "Vanessa! We have company."

Wow, Vanessa was such a pretty name, I thought to myself.

"Coming, Ma!" said an interesting voice from one of the upstairs rooms. It wasn't bad, it was just a little bit rougher than what I would expect her to sound like. I liked it.

The object of my thoughts for the last hour popped down the stairs.

"Hello, hello!" she said, "I'm Vanessa." She looked right at me and smirked. She held out her hand.

"Brooke Lynn."

"Nice to meet you, Brooke Lynn." I swear I saw her wink, "Wanna come upstairs with me?"

I nodded and followed Vanessa up the stairs, and to the bedroom that just happened to be facing my bedroom.

"So, Miss Brooke Lynn, tell me about yourself." Vanessa smiled.

"Well, uh, I'm 18, and I am about to start my senior year at the prep school."

"Oh, cool. Me too."

So, we will see each other often.

"I'm not good at this." She admitted, "I'm terrible at making friends. I'm nervous as hell."

I smiled my warmest smile. "Don't worry, girl. You got me."