A/N - This is my first story I've ever written on FanFiction. Hope you all like it.

Disclaimer - I do not own the Jonas Brothers or anything else in this story except the characters Amy and Natalie.


Chapter One

Welcome to Wyckoff, New Jersey

"Ahh! I can't believe we're here" Natalie squealed to her best friend Amy. Natalie and Amy had been best friend since they had met each other in secondary school. They had lived in London for all their life, and had always dreamed off living in America together. They had just turned eighteen and were heading to the house they had bought a few months ago, from the help of their parents. They took their first steps out of the airport, and into Wyckoff, New Jersey. They were jumping up and down, with excitement, causing a few heads to turn.

"Oi! Look over there Natalie, a yellow taxi! Eeeeekkk!" Amy squealed. Before you go getting the wrong impression, these girls weren't ditsy, they were actually quite smart, but you wouldn't have known that if you had seen them right then, screaming their heads off in excitement. They were not use to the fact that they were going to spend the rest of their – hopefully- life living in America. You probably want to know why they would want to move away from London to live in America. Well, they had got fed up of London. The weather was always unpredictable, always bringing groggy weather; there wasn't anything new for them to do in London, and wanted to have a new adventure.

They had arrived in front of a medium-sized house, which was painted in a warm pastel colour. The house was in a nice suburb, so Natalie and Amy didn't really have to worry about psychos or burglars, wondering around. In London, people always had to keep an eye out. Your house always had an extra security alarm, and you always made sure you got back home before it got dark. Their jaws both dropped down all the way down to the floor, metaphorically speaking. They had this house all for themselves. They gasped in admiration, their hands shaking, as they lifted their luggage out of the taxi's boot and onto the front porch of their new home. They walked slowly up to the front door of the house, their eyes still wandering around every corner of the house, in amazement. When they stepped into the house, they both mumbled "Wow!"

As soon as they got in the house they rushed up to the first floor, checking every room they passed by.

"Claimed" Natalie shouted, throwing herself on to the king size bed that was placed in the biggest room in the house.

"What! No fair!" Amy wailed, as she threw her bags on the floor of the smaller bedroom. "I want the big bed!" Amy said in a very childish voice.

"Now Amy don't start a tantrum, or they'll be no ice cream!" Natalie said mockingly.

"Haha, very funny! That was so hysterical; I'm in stitches, by the way that was sarcastic. Sarcastic means when you say something but you don't really mean it!" Amy said slowly.

"I know what it means! Stop treating me like I'm stupid!"

"I'm not! You told me not to have a tantrum! How was that not treating me like I was stupid?" Amy said. They both looked at each other and started laughing.

"Did we just have our first proper fight as roomies?" Amy asked.

"I think we did. Eeekkk!" Natalie squealed. They both started giggling hysterically. Now you really would think they were just dumb, ditsy, girls! They both sighed at the same time. Natalie looked at Amy; I think you probably guessed what they did next...start laughing again.

"Remember that ooooh...tssss thing?" Natalie asked. Amy sat down on the edge of the bed, thinking. You'd think they wouldn't even be able to remember that far back!

"Hannah Montana!" they chorused.

"Oooooh...tsssss", they said while touching both their index fingers together. They sat in silence for a moment, but Amy decided to break the silence.

"We really should do some unpacking, if we want to find time this summer, to explore our neighbourhood" Amy suggested. Natalie nodded, and started unzipping her suitcase, when they heard a knock at the door. They dismissed the knock, thinking it was probably a creak. They hadn't met anyone yet, so who would be knocking on their door. Two minutes later, another knock met with the door. Amy lifted her head up from her suitcase, and sighed with frustration. She had been kneeling on the floor, poking her head in her suitcase, searching through the mountain piles of clothing she had brought, for her mobile phone charger. Her phone's battery went dead and needed it to come back alive, as she was awaiting an important call. She lifted her body off the cream coloured carpet and headed off towards the door.

There was another knock, but this time even louder. Amy rolled her eyes. Was it necessary for them to keep knocking?

"I'm coming! I'm coming" she sang, as she made her way to open the door. She turned the knob of the brown wooden door, and pulled the door towards her body, peeking through the gap that was made. Her face dropped, disbelief filling up inside of her.


A/N - Hope you liked the chapter. I know this chapter didn't have the Jonas Brothers in it, but I promise they'll be in the story soon. Now click that blue button at the bottom and start reviewing!