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Chapter One

One day, as I was walking down the street, I saw the strangest thing. There were new people moving into my neighborhood. No one ever moved into my neighborhood. I think it's because of how many well-to-do families live here, plus it is very expensive.

I think that there is something weird with these people moving in. They didn't seem to be American, I knew that straight off.

Well, I thought, they better be able to speak English.

they may be weird, but there were certainly some cute boys. Well not boys persay, more like late teens. One had long black hair that was tied in a white cloth and was wearing what appeared to be traditional Chinese dress. He was one of the uber cute ones there. Another had dark blue hair and it was tied in a ponytail and he was wearing a hat over top. He was very loud. He was wearing jeans, a yellow shirt, with a red button shirt over it. Me and loud people do not normally get along. A third one had ear length blonde hair and was rather pale. Not paler than me though. He looked, out of all of them, the most Anglo-Saxon. He was wearing red pants, a yellow shirt, and had another red shirt tied around his waist. The last one was another of the uber cute ones. He had two-toned blue hair that was in a ponytail that came down to his shoulder blades. He was wearing a dark blue T-shirt, baggy blue pants, (same color as the shirt) and the most weird thing, was that he was wearing a scarf that looked like it was hot and it was hot outside. It was over ninety degrees outside.

There was also a skinny old man and a man that looked to be in his early twenties and had turquoise-ish hair and was tall.

Well, since I was the only one from the neighborhood around, I decided to go over and introduce myself.

When I approach them, no one seems to acknowledge me. In fact, I would say that they were having a fight. The guy with the hat seemed to be complaining that he was hungry. The others were telling him to shut up and to stop complaining because they would get food when they were done moving stuff and they also didn't know where anything was. I decided to stop them so that they didn't get a bad reputation for fighting in the middle of the street.

"Umm, excuse me," I said in my quiet voice. They didn't seem to hear me. "Umm, excuse me," I said a little louder. All six heads turned towards me, all probably wondering why the fifteen year old girl with wavy shoulder length black hair, and very little of a figure wearing black capris, a black and white striped shirt and black Etnies was talking to them. I'm sure that they had had way hotter girls come up to them.

"Yes, can we help you, young lady?" the old man said.

"Oh, ummm, ummm," I started.

"Well, you know that we don't have all day you know," the boy with the scarf said.

"Kai," the black haired boy said in a reprimanding voice.

"I just came over to tell you that my name is Arianna and I live in the neighborhood, and also, there is a good

restaurant down the road that serves very good food," I said and started to walk away.

"Hey! Wait! Can we introduce ourselves before you walk off?" the blonde boy asked.

I stopped and turned around. I nodded my head, keeping my head tilted sort of towards the ground so that my tears would not show.

"I'm Max," the blonde boy said. "Mister Grumpy over there is Kai," talking about the two-toned blue haired guy. "The guy with the black hair is Rei," Rei smiled and gave a wave. " The food deprived one is Tyson" hat boy. "The cool old guy is Grandpa, Tyson's grandfather," the old guy smiled big. "And the guy bossing everyone around is Hiro, Tyson's older brother," he gave a slight wave while looking at papers.

"Well, seeing that you guys look like you've been working for a while, would you like to come over to my house to get something to eat?" I asked.

"That would be awesome!" Tyson shouted.

"Well I guess we can take a break to get something to eat," Hiro said.

"Okay, just follow me then. Wait," I stopped suddenly. "What time is it?"

Grandpa looked at his watch, "It's 3:10."

Crap, I have to be home in five minutes. "Well we have to be fast, I have to be home soon. It's not far." I started off a sprint, hoping that the guys were following.

I burst through the kitchen door just as the clock turned 3:14.

Shoo that was close, I thought.

The guys come in a few seconds after me.

"Wow!" Tyson shouted. "Your house is huge."

"I know, unfortunately. Well why don't you guys rummage through the fridge and eat what you want while I go take a shower."

I get an agreement of grunts. I chuckled.

I walked into my room, and there he is sitting on my bed.

"I've been waiting for you" he said while pulling me down onto the bed.

And so it begins again. I thought, holding my grimaces.