Let me introduce myself, I'm Bailey, Bailey Delacruz. I have blonde hair and blue eyes. I speak before I think, and that's never a good thing. I'm immature. I'm shy around people I don't know and when I'm in big groups, but once you get to know me I never shut up. Oh and one more thing, I've never been in a relationship before.
I hated moving house. But moving house has become a regular routine for me. I'd moved house three times in the past three years. But my mum and dad have assured me, that this house in Holmes Chapel where we were moving too was for good. The thing I hated about moving house was leaving my friends, because slowly we'd drift apart from each other and never talk again, which is quite sad. Along with moving house, the stress of starting a new school comes with it. That's never a good thing when you're the only child that goes to secondary school. I have a younger sister, Libby, who is three years old, she's just starting primary school. I have an older brother too, James. He doesn't live with us though, as he's 24, he's still back in Wales living, where I moved from. He got to stay as he's just getting a career started, and he's old enough to make his own decisions.
So here I am sitting in my bedroom of our new house in Holmes Chapel. It was located on a posh estate, and it seemed pretty quiet, which is always a good thing. I'd unpacked all my belongings and set them out neatly around my new room, it was big and well decorated. I liked it. I decided on going out for a walk around the place which I now call 'home.'
"Mum! I'm going out, I'm going to see what it's like around here" I told her as I got to the bottom of the stairs.
"Alright love!" She replied, before telling me not to be long.
As I walked down the path of my new home, I couldn't help but look but look at the house opposite, a boy around my age was walking out, he had brown curly hair, dimples and a lovely smile. He was the most beautifulest boy I have seen in my life.
... Maybe moving here won't be so bad after all.