Hi! So, this is my third story I've posted on , also an AU story like "Sweet Hearts", except it starts when the characters are much younger. I hope you like it! I got the idea from my cousin, so I want to thank her for the inspiration. Tell me what you think about it! I really do want to know! So, here you go people!
Ian POV
I run towards the soccer ball, but, again, Kyle beats me to it, kicking it in the goal again. I sigh and kick the dirt, listening to him tell me how terrible I am at another sport. I turn and start walking beside him towards the house. It's really not fair. He's older and bigger and faster than me. I AM only 6. I see a silver car pull into the house across the street. A little girl with these long blonde curls gets out of the car holding this little bag. I whistle like my dad taught me how to, jaw clenched and suck in air, and she looks up at me.
I wave my hands over my head, making her smile a little. I start running over there, punching Kyle in the arm as I go. He shouts at me, but then I hear the front door close. I smile as I get over to her. I'm out of breath, but I want to seem like a good runner and like that was nothing. She hides a little behind her hair as I come over to her. I stick my hand out to her.
"I'm Ian. I guess you're the new neighbor," She looks up and I'm immediately caught off guard at the strange silver- blue eyes that are wide with shock. After a few minutes, she takes my hand and we shake. She's very small, like a doll. I mean, she's taller than one, but she looks like one. She looks like a scared kitten.
"I'm Wanderer," She turns her head to the side, a small and very faint smile on her face, which is very pretty. She has this pink, frilly, lacey dress on and a pink bow in her hair, which is also very pretty. It's very girly, but it fits her.
"That's a mouth full, don't ya think?" She scrunches her eyebrows together a little bit. "Mind if I call you something else? How about…how about Wanda," She stares at me for a few minutes, but then she unscrunches her eyebrows and smiles again, nodding her head.
"I…I like that," I smile with her and then I hear a door open.
"IAN! MOM WANTS YOU TO COME INSIDE!" I hear Kyle scream. I swat my hand at him and Wanda giggles. I feel my face light up.
"You're funny," She says. She pats my arm and walks towards her front door, waving at me from her porch before walking inside. I start walking back home when I hear her scream from her window at me.
"BYE, IAN!" I smile as I wave at her from my porch.
Wanda POV
I duck my head back into the house and close the window. I turn around and pick up my little suitcase with my dolls and space books in it. I walk into the kitchen and see my mom walking back and forth from the island to the cabinets, putting away plates and stuff. She turns around and smiles at me.
"Wanderer, dear, have you picked out your room yet?" I shake my head.
"No, but I met a neighbor. His name is Ian. And he gave me a nickname, too," She smiles bigger and walks over to me.
"What is it?" She asks as she hugs me.
"He called me Wanda. And I like it. It's easier to say," She squeezes me.
"Ok, then. Wanda, you better pick which room you want so we can fix it up for you," I smile and run upstairs. I walk down the hall, opening every door and peeking in each room. I pick the one at the end of the hall. It has a big closet like the one across from it, but it has a huge window that shows Ian's house. Mom comes in a few minutes later as I twirl around the room. She smiles at me and leans against the door frame.
"I like this window," She smiles bigger and laughs a little.
"It's called a bay window. You can put stuff in the seat because it's like a chest. You can also sit on top of it, like a bench," She walks over to me and opens up the seat. I gasp. It has a few little cubbies inside it. I climb in it and pull the bench closed. I hear my mom laugh and I decide to play a game. I knock on the top of the bench- thing.
"Hey, mom? It's dark in here. Can you open this?" She laughs again and then the top opens and light fills the space. I smile up at her and she picks me up, spinning me in the air as I giggle like crazy. She sits me down as there's a knock on the door. I run downstairs with her and open the door, her hand on my shoulder. There's a very tall man standing in the doorway, a clipboard in his huge hands. He sticks one out to my mom.
"Hello. Are you Elisha Daniels?" My mom nods her head, shaking the man's head. He waves at some people that I can't see and people start coming in. My mom pulls me back away from the door as men come in carrying a couch, some chairs, and other furniture into the house. They take two beds upstairs, one for my room and one for my mom's room.
I don't know how long they were here, but eventually, they left. My mom even gave one her phone number. (It was the one who was at the door first.)
I was tired from coming all the way here from South Carolina, so I kissed my mom on the cheek and went to my room. When I opened the door, my bed was put together and my mom had put my covers on it. I smiled, happy to see they were covered in the stars and planets. She had my posters in a corner by the door, but I just crawled into bed and fell asleep seconds later.
The Next Morning
I wake up to my mom shaking me awake. I blink a few times and start to sit up. She stands back and smiles at me.
"Good morning, Wanda," I smile with her, still squinting in the light.
"Good morning. What time is it?" She smiles a little sadder.
"5:34," My eyes widen with surprise and she ducks her head a little, blushing a lot.
"Why'd you wake me up so early? I don't start school until tomorrow,"
"Well, I thought that you would like to get some new clothes. We DID move to a different state and I wanted to let you get some new things to make you feel more at home here," I smile at her. I have always thought she was a great mom.
"Sure! But we don't have to, mom. I've got clothes and you already bought this house, which I assume cost a LOT of money, and we should really use the money for food and other necessities," My mom pats my cheek and I swallow my rant.
"Honey, I know what it's like to move somewhere new. It's hard, and I want it to be as easy as possible for you. Which is why we're going shopping," She walks to my clothes suitcase and pulls out jeans and a t-shirt with stars all over it. I smile and she kisses my forehead. Before she walks out of the room, she looks back at me.
"I'll make you some pancakes," I clap my hands together and run over to my clothes. I hear her laugh echo down the hall.