Holding the cigarette between her figures she inhaled the cloud of nicotine that rolled in her mouth and settled her nerves. It was a quite night as she watched the moon rise in the sky. Her parents were inside the motel room asleep and she had snuck out unable to rest. They had been on the road all day and she was tense from the car ride. Riding in the back seat of a station wagon was really beginning to hurt after the third day. Arching her back she put her hand down on the railing of which she was propped up on. The motel wasn't a cheap or expensive, it was something you'd pass by if you had the choice but if you had been on the road for 13 hours it was paradise. There wasn't a lot of greenery either. Her father said they were already in Mexico. It wouldn't be long before they reached Albuquerque.

The move hadn't bothered her as much as her parents thought it would. In fact she was growing tired of New York, same bullshit people and cramped neighborhood housing. Before New York it was San Francisco, Then LA, before that it was Chicago. Bringing up the cigarette to her lips again she inhaled and exhaled watching the cloud of smoke float in front of her before dissolving. She'd lived in Texas for about three weeks before that, then in a little town in St. Louis. Her father's job kept his family from ever settling down. All she new is that with each move the house would get bigger. Her father worked for a computer software agency and had created a chip for government. She didn't know much but her father was in high demand. Her mother was nurse, between the two she was always left alone.

She didn't blame anyone for her lifestyle; she learned a long time ago that if people didn't like you for who you were then you could fuck'em. She smoked she had tattoos, she had sex when she was in the mood and always said the first thing that came to mind. Fortunately she was also gifted like her father and had a very high GPA, hence going from school to school was never a problem. Her mother hated that she smoked. But in all honesty she was never really around long enough to motive her to quit. She loved her parents, couldn't wait till she was free of them, but she loved and adored them like every other mindless teenager on the planet.

Lucky for her most of her family lived in cuba, so there was no need for family bonding. Putting out the cigarette in the beam by the porch she wrapped her arms around her petite frame as she looked out into the darkness. Her body was only covered by a Bullet For My Valentine T-shirt, and a pair of boxers. Sneaking back into the room she lay back down on the bed and pulled the covers up as she drifted to sleep.

The next afternoon, in a quiet neighborhood Troy and his best friend Chad were playing a game of one on one.

"13 to 5 T-man whoops your butt as he aims, he shoots, he scores and the crowd goes wild." Troy held his hands up as he made roaring noises and bowed before his invisible audience.

"You suck." Chad said grabbing the ball and pulling his shirt off his skin. The heat made the sweaty clothes cling to their body as the boys laughed and sat down on the side of the basketball court.

Panting Troy reached for the ball from Chad's hands. "Taylor doesn't mind picking Mel up right?" Troy said squinting as the sun beat down on them.

"Not at all, she said it was on her way here anyway." Chad said laying back on the grass.

"Good cause I don't think I can move just yet." He said falling back as well.

"Best out of 14?" Chad said holding up a hand.

"Dude face the facts, we have played like 18 times and you've only won three and we tied once." Troy said tossing the ball up and catching it. "I'm tired." He said with a smile.

"I have my pride on the line." Chad said pushing himself up.

"What pride?" Troy said tossing the ball up again.

"Fine." Chad said getting up. "Heard back from Sharpay yet?" he said changing the topic.

"No. Thank god." He said letting the ball fall and pushing himself up. "I don't see the fascination." He said shrugging his shoulders. "Besides, Zeke is crazy." Troy said placing his arms around his knees.

"True that but he hasn't had the courage to ask her." Chad said stretching out his legs and arms.

"This plan of yours better work, if I end up dating Sharpay I'm going to kill you." Troy said looking up at Chad with daggers in his eyes.

"It's cool, we're just lighting a fire under his butt is all." Chad said with a shrug. "Besides you didn't ask her out you just asked her if she was going to the dance." Chad said with a smile. "There's a difference."

"I hate your schemes." Troy said leaning back on his elbows.

"It's this or we continue to hear him gripe on and on about her during practice." Chad said in an annoyed tone. "Seriously I'm tired about hearing about Sharpay." Chad said holding up a hand.

Just then the sound of a car door shut and moments later a girl with dark skin made her way over to the boys along with a sandy haired girl from the back door of the house.

"Hey guys." Taylor said placing her car keys in her pocket.

"Hey." They both said in unison.

"Mel how was dance?" Troy said looking up at his sister.

"They dropped me twice." She said sitting down next to her brother.

"Dropped you?" he asked looking at her oddly.

"There was a jump and I was about to do it but the guy just couldn't keep his hold." She said looking at Chad as he stared at Taylor who was looking at the moving van in the front of their house.

Troy looked up at Chad and immediately stretched out a foot to kick him in the leg. "Take a picture." He grunted as he rolled his eyes.

Chad winced and looked down at Mel and Troy. "Sorry." He said to Mel and looked up in the direction that Taylor was looking.

"Did someone by the house next store?" Taylor said looking at the house to her left.

"Yeah, the for sale sign had a big sold magnate over it." Troy said leaning up to see the moving van as well over the fence.

"I hope they have a boy my age." Mel said in a dreamy voice.

"Why?" Troy said immediately looking over at his sister. "You don't need boys you need to focus on school and dance."

"Taylor please explain to my big dumb brother that a girl needs a little romance in her diet." Mel said rolling her eyes at Troy.

"Troy every girl needs a bit of romance." She said with a smile.

"And she can have it when she's thirty." Troy responded looking at his sister who let out a sigh.

"Could you give me a ride home Tay." Chad said shaking his head at Troy and Mel.

"Yeah sure." She smiled at him. "It'll cost you." She added.

Chad let out a grin and laughed. "Let me get my gym bag." He said then turned around to get his gym bag.

Troy waved as the two made their way out of the yard and then turned back to his sister. "Hungry?" he asked.

"Where is the parental patrol?" She asked looking back at the house.

"Dad is at the faculty meeting at school and Mom is at the office she called and to say she got caught up in a project." He said looking at the moving van.

"So what are we going to eat?" she said looking at her brother. "I'm not eating anything you cook."

"Relax the cookie jar has pizza money in it." He said getting up from his spot.

"No Pineapple this time." she said getting up as well.

After the pizza was ordered Troy dropped down to the couch and reached for the remote. Glancing over at his sister he noticed her standing by the window and peeking through the blinds.

"Mel, back off the window the neighbors are going to think your stalking them." He called back as he flipped thought the channels.

"No they won't, besides it's natural to watch people move in its how you get to know them." She said as her fingers lifted the blind above to get a better view.

"Or case the place." Troy said propping a foot up on the coffee table.

"Well someone has to watch out for the pizza anyway right?" she said shrugging her shoulders.

"right." He said rolling his eyes and settling for a re-run.

"hey they have a kid our age." She said excitedly.

"oh really."

Looking back at her bother she rolled her eyes and looked back out the window. "It's a girl." She said sounding rather disappointed.

"Aww, No Romeo for our Juliet." Troy said turning to face her.

"She's pretty too." She said looking back at Troy.

That caught his attention and jumped off the couch. "Let me see." He said walking over to the window.

"Oh now you want to see." Mel said placing a hand on her hip and stepping aside.

"Might as well since you won't shut up." He said making a face at his sister before looking out the window.

"Funny." She said shoving him a bit as he glance around the neighbor's yard until he seen her. His eyes traveled her body her arms were covered in black gloves with sliver buckles, her shirt had a huge skull and her right sleeve was ripped off. Her legs were encased in floppy wrinkled grey skirt that came down to her ankles between her shirt and skirt was a midriff of tan toned skin. Her brown dark hair was in pig tails with skulls clipped to the bows.

"Holy crap off all the possible neighbors in the world we get Wednesday Adams herself." He said looking out the window in shock.

"She's different." Mel said taking another peek as the girl grabbed a box from the van and carried it into the house.

"She's creepy."

"She could be nice."

"She doesn't look the part."

"I thought you said never to judge?" Mel said leaning away from the window.

"Never underestimate a boy. There is a difference." He said holding up a finger.

"Right well I'm going up stairs I have homework." She said walking away from him, taking the steps two at a time.

"What about pizza?" Troy called back.

"Call when it gets here." She yelled.

Troy mumbled something as he made his way back to the couch. Thinking about the girl next store surly she was somewhat attractive. Creepy, but, somewhat attractive.