This is my first Dasey fanfic so I hope you all enjoy! Please review in order to give me a little inspiration as to where this is going to go! I am really excited to be writing this!
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Thanks again!
"Well Mrs. Roberts, I have to say I really am going to miss those chocolate chip cookies you always had lying around, but I am glad that you guys are finally retiring to Flordia like you always wanted to. You guys deserve some fun for yourselves, but I still can't help that I am going to miss you."
"Oh Casey, you really were absolutely great with helping us around the house that you were more than neighborly, but you were family and I hope that you will always think of us that way."
"Of course I will…now go on ahead before Mr. Roberts starts honking the horn and I get tears in my eyes."
"Oh sweetheart…" the old woman said as she quickly hugged the young girl and hurriedly walked to the moving truck without looking back.
Casey walked back up to her house a little glum from the loss of the closest thing that she had had to a grandmother. Her grandparents had died when she was very young that she hardly remembered them. Mr. and Mrs. Roberts had treated her with a kindness that she learned from throughout her life.
But Life went on and Casey knew that the elderly couple was truly happy and could not help but be a little happy for them as well. At that moment, when Casey was walking through the door, her little sister Lizzie walked down the stairs and voiced her thought.
"So I wonder who our new neighbors will be. After all, we have never had new neighbors before. I hope there are kids my age so I can actually talk to someone…no offense Case."
"No problem, Liz, I wouldn't mind having someone else to hang out with besides you and Emily."
As the two sisters were trying to brainstorm their new perfect neighbors, they heard a strange noise that came from outside…it seemed to sound like a large truck in reverse and backing up into the next door drive way. They both silently decided to go investigate. As they walked outside, they saw movers again.
"Maybe the Roberts decided to come back?" Lizzie tried to add.
"No, that is a different couch, and I am pretty sure that the Roberts did not own a big screen tv like that, or a computer. No, this must be the stuff from our new neighbors."
"I don't see anyone other than movers. I wonder where they are."
"There is only one way to find out." Casey said as she started walking across the lawn toward the movers.
As one of the movers noticed Casey out of the corner of his eye, he stopped suspiciously and waited for her to approach. Even as Casey walked toward him, she noticed that he was sizing her up even before she opened her mouth. It made her a little intimidated that she was probably going to be judged in the next five minutes. It also made her nervous that he looked at her with a look on his face that suggestively said Who are you and why are here?
Casey was finally in front of the guy when she realized that he seemed a bit young to be a mover…he was about her age. Probably 5 inches taller than her…around 5"11 or so. She noticed right off that he was cute; he seemed to have a boyish structure, but he also had these facial expressions that gave him the advantage of a much older image. He had brown shaggy hair a little lighter than her own. Casey had never liked her dark hair; she thought is seemed to drain her face, but this guy's hair seemed to only accentuate his face and show the lining and toning of his skin in a way that she had only seen on the cover of magazines.
She had finally found her voice when she noticed that she was standing in front of him and he seemed to be waiting for her to say something…anything.
"Hi." She said first
"Hello." He said second
"You don't happen to know the people moving in here do you?"
"Yes, I do actually…who's asking?"
"Casey. My name is Casey McDonald. I live in the house next door."
"I see."
"I just was wondering if they were going to be moving in anytime soon. I would love to meet them." At this sentence, she noticed that the guy smiled a bit, but she didn't understand why he was smirking. She wasn't complaining though because he had such a beautiful smile that she new she would never be able to compare it to anything else.
"Well, I am pretty sure that they are going to move in tomorrow. You seem pretty excited about some strangers that you have never met before."
"Well, I have never had new neighbors and I have to say I am pretty excited to meet them."
"I wouldn't get your hopes up if I were you."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, the guy is a single dad with three kids, it might get kind of loud over here."
"Oh that is no problem. I have a little sister myself and trust me, when we fight we can bring on the noise ourselves." She smiled as she said this because even though it was true, she really didn't fight with her sister very often. Casey had such an even temperament that it was difficult for her to get mad like that and stay mad.
As she smiled, Casey noticed that the guy seemed to linger his attention on her mouth…strange
"Well, I should get back before my mom freaks out that I haven't started my homework yet. It was nice to meet you."
"Yea, you too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Casey started back to the house at a faster walk than she intended. As she walked she would have bet her life that she felt his stare right on her until she had finally entered the front door and tore up to her room before she could think about how strange she was acting. That guy was just way too good looking for his own good. He did weird things to her well being that made her feel funny. Come on Case, get a grip, it is just a guy!
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