I'm Neighbours With The Bad Boy |✔️|Never gonna be edited sorry|

Chapter one-Moving In

"Astrid, get your ass down here, and help move the boxes in!" I hear my brother; Chance, yell from downstairs, followed with some groans and boxes moving around.
I sigh, looking around an empty room, that is soon to be my bedroom.
"Coming" I shuffle down the stairs and go out the front door, that is propped open with a rock. There is a huge moving van in our driveway packed with furniture and boxes.
"Where're our cousins?" I ask. We invited our cousins to help us move in.
"They have to travel here you know. Duh" Chance rolls his eyes at me, taking a box marked chance.
"Chance, did you know, when you roll your eyes, it makes you look girlish. At least the way you do it" I say following him into his room.
"Can you seriously stop being annoying and help?" Chance places his box down in a pile of other boxes.
"How do you already have that much? Well you do have your room on the main floor, not the upstairs like me" I say trying to make excuse for lacking.
I and my parents have upstairs and my brother had the main floor with the kitchen and the living room and all the fun stuff.
"I am actually doing something. Not dreaming about boys"
"You're saying you like boys"
"What no!" Chance glares at me " I'm way into girls"
"Sure, you're a player"
"I am not!"
"Then how many times have you slept with someone?" I say replacing my annoying face with a grin.
"twice, with my GIRLFRIEND"
"Oh" I did not realize that.
"See. I'm not a play-"
My dad comes in with a annoyed look smeared across his face.
"Will you quit fighting,and finish grabbing stuff from the truck?"
"I thought our cousins are coming"
"Uh, they actually couldn't come"
"All of them?"
"Yes"
"Why?"
"Because I told them not to come. We are very capable" My Dad smiles directly at me.
"But, I was hoping to see them" I groan. Lies. I just wanted them to do all my work. The only cousin I care about is the only other girl my age in my family; Jenna. She is honestly really pretty. She has brown hair and a really skinny body. Boys go crazy over her, but she says she is waiting for 'the right man'.
I'm not really into dating. I'm not those coo-coo girls that drool over boys, but I have reasons why.
"sure. Jenna wasn't even originally coming, so stop the act. You just didn't want to work"
"Work kills me" I say dramatically and slowly collapse to the ground holding my chest and making 'death noises'.  I finish my act with one last sentence.

"I love you" I say in a raspy voice and fling my tongue out of my mouth.

"Astrid. Stop being so dramatic"

I don't say anything. I have to keep the act up.

" Fine. Don't speak. You will have to some time"

I wait in silence. Chance walks out of his room to get more stuff and my dad crouches down beside me. Next thing I know his hands are tasering my sides and I can't stop myself and just burst out laughing. It hurts, but also tickles. I hate it. It's my weakness.

"You found my weakness" I say in a raspy voice once again, fighting from laughing my guts out.

" Kay kiddo, fun time is over, now go unload the truck"

"Ugh. Fine" I slug myself out the room and down the hall into my living room.

"Watch out" Chance says as I purposely bump into him. I chuckle and continue through our house of doom.

My dad passes me with two boxes in his arms. I moan and bend over like I'm in major pain as he stops in front of me.

"You are so dramatic. And I love that , but right now is not the time" his smile turns into a frown.

"It is always time" I grin and make my way out the front door once again. I grab two smaller boxes marked
Astrid' s room in sharpie and force myself to continue to my room. I make my way up our wood stairs and down our hall. Once I get in my room, I choose a corner for my boxes.

I already planned out my room. The room is going to be painted white with black baseboards. And a black door. On the left wall I'm going to buy some chalk wall paint. I'm going to have my bed below the window. The window is going to have LED fairy lights outlining it. I'm going to have a night stand on my left side of my bed, with my white IKEA dresser on the right. My closet is around two meters away from my dresser. There is going to be my bookshelf against my wall beside my door with my tv above it. And in the left corner beside my bookshelf , I'm going to have my black bean bag. It's going to be an amazing room.

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After around 6 hours of us unloading, our Dad going back to get another load from our storage shed, then coming back unload again around 4 times, we have all our stuff in the house. Now is the time to unpack it.

I head straight to my room. I want my room to feel like home, but that is going to be a while, so I can't expect it. I open up my first box. On the top It has a picture of me and my family when I was 5 and Chance was 6. Me and Chance used to love each other to death. I used to get bullied a lot for having no friends and Chance would always be there for me. We would go biking together every Wednesday and he would even play with my dolls. He was such and amazing person, but things have changed.

I put the picture on my bookshelf that me and my dad have already put in here. The bookshelf gets filled up in the next 10 boxes. I love to read. Harry Potter, Narnia, Twilight, The maze runner, and even some younger books, Roald Dahl books, diary of a wimpy kid, and dork diaries. Me and Chance
even used to have a designated half hour to read. He would normally read diary of a wimpy kid as I read dork diaries. Truth is he had the chance to be a popular kid. It was his childhood dream, but he gave it up for me.. until high school. Now I am 17 with Chance being 18.

I open the next box and find a paper attached to it. Wait, I didn't put this here when I packed. I rip it off. It's just a paper that's got stuck. I then rip the box open and see why there was a paper. The box is filled with paper. I always have paper. It's really useful you know. On the bottom are my pencils, markers, pencil crayons, gel pens etc. I put my drawing stuff in a bin that I will put in my closet organizer I need to build.

Next box. The next box contains my pants. Leggings, jeans, jogging pants, etc. I put them in my top drawer of my dresser and continue unpacking my stuff. Shirts. Bras. Underwear. Toiletries. Sheets. Blankets. Loads and loads of blankets. I love blankets. More books. Pictures. Fairy lights. Old stuffed animals. Collectibles. Then I come across the last box. I open it up. It has a paper. Is this for me?

It says Astrid on it so I'm guessing yes. I unfold the paper.

Hey Astrid,
By the way we will be meeting your neighbours tomorrow. I know you hate meeting people, but I don't care. I was told to tell you, but didn't want to actually talk to your sickening face.
-your dearest brother Chance

Ughhhhhhh!!!

I'm going to bed
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Heyo!
This is a new book! I hope you like it! Please vote and comment. If there are any mistakes please comment and I will fix it. If you are reading this junk, thank you! It means a lot to me, and just thank you. I know I'm not the best writer, but I LOVE to write. Well anyways, see you later! Bye!
-Gabrielle