"Y/N! We are waiting! C'mon!" Your mom yells as you tape the last box and move it to the car. You are moving to a new town, a couple of hours away.
-Time skip-
You finally arrive at your new home, ready to sleep in an actual bed. When you arrive to town, its very late at night.
"Y/N, help me carry these boxes inside," Your dad says, handing you a heavy box. You drop it, dropping all of your records. One of them rolls in the street, your favorite one too.
"Shit" You yell as you run into the street to grab it. Right when you run to grab it, a van pulls up.
"What the hell are you doing," A random dude says. You grab the record, looking up to meet his brown eyes.
"Um-" You stutter, "I d-dropped my record"
"I swear if it's Katy perry I'm gonna-" He begins, "Wow you like *band* too!"
"Y-yeah" You chuckle
"Okay well don't run in the road anymore" He laughs, it's soft but stern. You shudder.
"I w-won't" You promise, Right then your dad yells at you to get inside.
"T-talk to you later?" You blush
"Y/N! Hurry up!" Your dad yells!
You run across the street, back to your house.
