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Chapter 1: The Beginning (edited May 30th, 2013)

Summer:

I took one last look at my room as I went downstairs to answer the door. My parents, who are rarely home, allowed me to redecorate the house the way I wanted to. With the exception of my older siblings' rooms because they like to visit, I had free rule of the house. The whole house will be decorated exactly to my liking. The band was coming over because I asked them to help and they so kindly agreed.

I opened the door and everyone walked past me into the entranceway. Billy, our costume designer extraordinaire, came in last to examine everything.

"Hmmm...I say we should start with your room. It screams five-year-old and I'd like it to shut up," Billy stated. He pushed ahead of the small crowd and led everyone to my room.

My bedroom has been painted a very light pink with ballerina drawings across the wall since I was born. Billy wasn't kidding when he said it screamed five-year-old.

Freddy stared at all of the furniture, "Are we seriously going to move all of this out?" I rolled my eyes. Why does he always feel the need to complain about everything? Why did he even bother to show up?

"No, Captain Genius, we're going to cover it with that plastic you use when you paint," I snapped. We used to be really good friends when they we were little, but when Freddy turned 10, everything changed. We started our now usual fights a few months before Dewey started to teach at Horace Green. I have no patience when it comes to Freddy Jones.

"Whatever, Miss Priss!" Freddy crossed his arms and stared at the floor. I took that as a surrender so I left him to simmer in silence.

After Zack calmed him down, we started getting ready to work. Billy said it would be about three months until we could finish the entire house, but we could at least "cover those hideous ballerinas" and get my bedroom finished. We moved my furniture to the center of the room, covered the floor with the plastic tarp, and got to work.

Three hours passed and we managed to paint over every wall in my room and the connecting bathroom. The sad part was that Freddy and I were left to paint together when everyone picked pairs. We fought three times until Zack and Katie took me over to their group and Frankie and Billy took Freddy. I don't know why Zack even picked Katie in the first place instead of Freddy. Everyone stayed for dinner and then it was time for them to leave. What made me mad was that after such a frustrating day, Freddy only lived two houses away from me, and that was far as he could get.

"Bye, Tink," Freddy waved as he walked out the door. I shrugged and waved back. He turned his head...and I think...

Did Freddy Jones just wink and smile at me?

A/N: Yeah, I know it's short, but I didn't want to go too far with the first chapter, and I promise the 2nd will be longer! R&R please...I can't wait to get started on Chapter 2.

As a little summary, all I can say is that Freddy will TRY to make a move...and we'll have some of his point of view