There were new neighbors. Dell watched from behind the curtain of his front window: a car and a small pick-up carrying dozens of box. They stopped in front of the house next to his, subtly announced their arrival to everyone who probably saw it too.
There were three of them. A small family with a daughter. The first thing he noticed from the daughter was how her hair looked like cherry blossoms and her eyes so green just like leaves. She was maybe at his age, too. Dell couldn't be sure. All he knew was they wouldn't ever be friends despite the very closeness of their houses. He would never have the gut to go out and knocked and asked her name, who are you, my home is right there which makes us neighbors, nice to meet you. This had been this way for as long as he could remember. This time, surely it wasn't no different.
Turned out, he was wrong.
Momo bumped into him on the very first day she had moved to the house. She screeched and gasped and looked over him with an expression of dumb and awe. Dell only nodded before he turned on his heels and started to walk away, feeling rather uncomfortable because oh how he is a very socially awkward kid, but she called him and grabbed his wrist, effectively forced him to face her once again.
He didn't have the chance to draw his hand away, for she had stretched a smile so wide he almost thought it would tear her cheeks. But it didn't.
"Hi!" she said cheerfully, offering a hand to his stomach. Dell noted that she was still holding his left wrist. He looked back at her sparkling eyes as she continued, this time slightly shaking her hand as if she wanted him to grab it. Did she, probably, try to be his friend? "I'm Momo, my home is right there, which makes us neighbors. And, you ...?"
Dell stood there dumbstruck, feeling very odd because how could she say the things he had though about earlier, exactly the same? He stared a little too long at her hand. A part of him wanted to take it so they could be friends; but another part wanted to just step back and dashed as far as possible to hide the awkwardness he felt.
He soon realized he had already been silent for too long, eliciting a flash of disappointment in her eyes, so Dell gulped. He drew a sharp breath and pushed all of his negative thoughts to the back of his head. With a swift move he reached out to take her hand, probably far too fast and aggressive, for her eyes widened slightly, clearly she was startled. Dell tried hard to ignore it. Instead, he opened his mouth and let out a sentence he had been dreaming to say for ages, "I'm Dell. Let's be friends."