Hello, everyone! I know, right? New story, again? Yes! I actually had this written out for a couple of months and wanted to wait until it was summer to post this because, its a cute summer story. :) Unlike my other fics, there won't be that much drama. It will mostly be about fun things! I hope you guys like it. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi.
Discovery
New Neighbour
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I sighed when the post truck went out of my reach and my important letter was still clutched in my hands. Now I'll never get a response. I trudged my way back into the house and threw the letter on the wooden stand.
I was about to send my letter to Girth Hobbits. A huge book company that was holding a writing contest. I've been writing a story and wanted to send it in the contest. The winner gets their story published worldwide. I want to be a writer when I'm older, so I thought this would be a fantastic idea and could be my big break. But sadly, fate had other plans. Since the post truck only came once a month in the summer. It was July and the contest ended in August. Maybe, just maybe, I could mail it next month in time of the contest. I hope so.
"Clare, could you come here please?"
I walked through the living room, into the kitchen. My mother was setting up fruit on the island. The smell of bananas and mango making my nose scrunch in delight.
"Yeah mom," I said as I walked over to island so I could stand next to her.
"We will be having new neighbors for the summer and I want you to introduce yourself."
The idea of new neighbours seemed like a bore to me. Every summer since the divorce, mom and I come to our summer house. My summer here, usually consists of writing, swimming and hanging out with Alli. A usual, fun, summer. I find new neighbours being added to the mix clashing.
"When do they move in?" I asked casually.
She turned to face me and had a sneaky smile on her face. Oh no.
"Soon, and I want you to go to them and see if they need any help."
I grimaced. "Actually mom, I really wanted to work on my story. You see there are some few things that need-"
"Clare Diane Edwards, you will go to see if they need any help." She took a piece of mango from the the plate and popped it in her mouth before poking my nose and leaving the kitchen.
Mom still tried to be an authoritative parent after the divorce, probably thinking she'd lose her edge when there would only be one parent looking after the child. She hasn't lost her edge, but she has been softer. She's more fun to be around and she's more carefree, probably happy to be free from dad. I was happy that she was happy but sometimes I miss our family. Mom, dad, Darcy and me.
I picked up a strawberry and went out of the house. Moving trucks were already parked on the side of the road. Fantastic. I noticed middle aged men carry boxes to the house beside mine. I walked over the grass and stayed at the side of the house. A middle-aged woman with blonde hair emerged from the house, she bounced down the small steps with a smile on her face. I quickly chewed the strawberry and walked up to her.
"Excuse me?" she looked over to me. "Hi, I'm Clare. I'm your next door neighbour." I smiled as I held out my hand to her.
She smiled wide, and much to my surprise, pulled me into a tight hug. My arms squeezed the air as I tried to breathe.
"Well hello honey, I'm Cece," she said after releasing me from the hug.
"Nice to meet you. Are you just staying here for the summer?" I mentally scolded my self for the rude question "I'm sorry that was rude of me-"
"Don't worry about it baby, and no we're living here all year round." The smile on her face seemed permanent. I merely smiled a small smile in return.
I almost forgot why I was sent here until I saw more brown boxes being lugged out of the trucks. I was about to ask her when a man with scruffy, jelled hair came up behind Cece. Cece jumped and laughed as the man wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Who's this young lady?" the man asked as he kissed Cece on the cheek.
"This is Clare, our neighbour." Cece said.
"Nice to meet you." I said shyly.
"Nice to meet you too Clare, I'm Bullfrog," the man introduced.
That's a different name. "I was wondering if you guys needed any help with moving your things," I offered.
The two adults laughed. "That's really sweet of you Clare, but we have enough hands." Cece said.
"That's if our son is done being lazy and miserable." Bullfrog grunted.
So they have a son. Goodness, I hope it isn't one of those bratty 10 year olds I used to baby sit. What if they want me to look after the boy? No, no, no...
"There he is. Eli take out those damn headphones," yelled Bullfrog.
I looked over to the road and saw a teenage boy wearing all black, walking over to us. His hands were in his pockets as his head was hung low. Big, black headphones were over his ears. The sun shined on his raven colored hair.
I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I was frozen where I stood, looking at the boy with such intensity, I would've looked like a stalker in an outsiders view.
When he was close to us, Bullfrog yanked the head phones out off the boys head, making the boy grab them with his hands and glare at his father. I noticed the boys finger nails were covered with black polish and two rings were on his right hand. One on his ring finger and one on his thumb.
"Boy, you'll go deaf with those things in your ears 24/7. Now help carry the boxes into the house." Bullfrog demanded.
The boy merely stared at Bullfrog. The two parents sighed heavily at their son's attitude. I scowled at the boy for being disrespectful.
"Well...at least let us introduce you to Clare. She's our neighbour." Cece said as she motioned towards me.
The boy travelled his eyes towards mine. I almost gasped by how green his eyes were. Like two green lily pads in the shape of an eye. He raised an eyebrow, before his lips slid upward on one side, turning into a smirk. He walked past us before I could say anything.
"Sorry about that, Eli isn't exactly social or fond to be here." Cece apologized.
I watched as Eli entered the house, flabbergasted on what just happened. I turned back to Cece and Bullfrog and smiled.
"It's okay, welcome. If you need anything, you can call on me or my mother, Helen."
I turned around once they said goodbye. I entered my house and noticed my mom reading a book in the living room. She placed the book on her lap once I joined her on the couch.
"So did you meet the new neighbours?" she asked.
I nodded.
"Did you offer them help?"
I nodded again.
"Well, how did they strike you as?"
Well the mother seems over enthusiastic and chipper and the father seems gruff and weird, but their son is disrespectful and anti-social but also really good looking.
"Nothing out of the ordinary."
I know it was short but this was only the first chapter. I will make them longer as long as you guys want me to continue. :)
