Hey guys! Here's Chapter 1 of my new Story for cory in the house. Hope you like it. Read and Review please and thank you :)

Chapter 1

"Mother!" Samantha Kensington stood at the top of the stairs of her family's new house. Her curly blond hair bounced slightly below her shoulders and her bright blue eyes blinked back tears. "Mother." Her voice was quieter, sounding helpless as it echoed into the Kensington's new home. Her mother appeared at the bottom of the staircase, looking up at her daughter.

"What is it now Samantha Grace?" The look in her mother's eyes was piercing and sent a shiver down Sam's spine. Apparently, her mother was not very happy.

"Mom, the name's Sam." Her mother sighed and shook her head. "And I just wanted you to know that I am not happy with you and Frank's decision to move here." Sam crossed her arms and looked down at her mother.

"Well frankly I don't give a damn Samantha Grace. You live here and you're going to like it." Her mother stared back at her. Sam blinked back tears again and stormed off to her room. Slamming the door behind her, she stood in her empty room, with only a bed and a few boxes in it. Frankly I don't give a damn?! Frankly, when do you ever give a damn? She thought, looking out the window at the house next door. She saw a boy about her age, standing in his front yard. He wasn't doing anything, just standing. And frankly, he looks hot. She added to her thoughts. After debating with herself for quite sometime, she decided to casually walk down to the mailbox to realize it was Sunday and there was no mail.

As the garage door opened, the light of Washington, D.C. poured in. Sam shielded her eyes and walked out, only to see the boy still on his lawn. Being a rather hormonal girl, she found the sight of an extremely good looking boy, rather peculiar, considering what he was doing, which was in fact nothing. Opening the mailbox, she looked in only to find that there was no mail, to her "surprise". Walking back down the driveway to the house, the boy looked over at her which made her stop in her tracks. He waved and smiled at her. She waved back and continued walking to her house. Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw a blond mess of hair coming towards her.

"Hey wait!" The boy called after her. She turned around to find herself face to face with the boy next door. He was dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt with some skateboard logo on it. His light blonde hair was longish and fell effortlessly into his bright blue eyes. Sam felt the butterflies in her stomach, but would never dare let that be known to the boy.

"Hello." Sam replied casually. As casually as she could muster.

"Hi! I'm Newt Livingston the Third. You must be new here." He extended his hand. Sam obliged and shook it quickly before taking her hand out of his. Blushing slightly she replied with a faint nod.

"I'm Samantha Kensington, and yeah we just moved here from San Fransisco, definitely not my choice." She added.

"Awesome. What school are you going to?" Newt asked her.

"Uhm, some prep school. I forget the name of it." Sam rolled her eyes at the thought of school. Especially prep school.

"Washington Prep?" Newt asked.

"Yeah that's it!" Kelly said, pointing at Newt.

"No way! That's where I go. Awesome." He said in a goofy way. His tone was so laid back, so California surfer dude, so totally what Sam loved.

"Really, cool. Well now I know I'll know at least one person there." Sam said thankfully.

"I'll introduce you to my friends Meena and Cory." Newt offered.

"Really? Great, I have a feeling making friends is going to be fun this year." Sam replied in an over sarcastic tone.

"Making friends is fun! Yeah, we're in a band, DC3." He added.

"That's so cool! Do you play gigs and stuff? I'd love to hear you guys play sometime." She said flirtatiously. Newt brushed hair out of his eyes.

"Yeah that'd be awesome." Newt replied, smiling.

"Well I better get unpacking. Lots of boxes and half the stuff I'd like to have out for tomorrow." Newt laughed.

"Want any help?" he offered. Sam thought about it for a moment, the shook her head.

"I think we can manage." She said, smiling. "But thanks for offering."

"Yup! Well see you at school!" Newt waved goodbye and jogged back to his house. This is going to be an amazing year. Sam thought.

Once inside the house, Sam was stopped by her step dad, whom she called Frank.

"Where have you been?" He asked crossing his arms.

"Uhm, outside, I just met our neighbors, well one of them at least." Sam could feel herself smiling as she told her father who she had met.

"I see." He said, raising one eyebrow.

"Yup." She said, attempting to walk away. Frank grabbed her arm.

"Where do you think you're going?" His hand gripped her arm so tightly; she could feel his hand practically on her bone. She shook off his hand.

"To my room." She replied, annoyed. Frank sighed and walked away, leaving Sam standing there. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists at her side. Then there was a knock on the door. She walked down the hall and opened it, only to see the familiar face of Newt standing there.

"My mom made you guys a pie and she wanted me to bring it over." He held out a gorgeous looking pie.

"Thanks Newt." She said, taking the pie and smiling at him.

"Samantha Grace, who's that?" Sam's mother appeared behind her. "Oh, hello?"

"Hi, I'm Newt Livingston the Third. I live next door. My mom wanted me to being you guys over this pie she made." Samantha shoved the pie into her mother's hands, who looked at it questionably.

"Well that's…kind." Her mother smiled so fakely, but Newt didn't seem to notice. "Won't you come in and have a piece?" Newt shrugged and smiled.

"Sure!" He said happily stepping into the Kensington house. He followed Sam and her mom to their kitchen and took a seat with Sam at the table. Her mom cut a piece of pie for each of them and they ate it.

"This is really good pie!" Sam exclaimed, taking another bite.

"Yeah it's my mom's special pie. It's awesome." Sam laughed. She laughed every time he used the word awesome.

"Did you know there's a park and pool club in this neighborhood?" Newt asked, breaking the silence while they ate their pie.

"Really? I love parks and swimming!" Sam said, remembering the times in her San Fransisco neighborhood with her friends. "Say, do those friends of yours live around here?"

"Cory and Meena? Meena lives in the Bahavian Embassy, and Cory lives in the White House." Newt said shrugging. Sam's eyes widened.

"The White House? Bahavian Embassy? Dang!" Newt laughed. Sam wasn't used to this kind of living. She was just an average California girl.

"Yeah you'll meet some pretty interesting people at Washington Prep." They talked and laughed for a couple more hours. I think this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Sam thought.

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