Here is my new fanfiction! It's a modern AU! I hope you enjoy! Comment and review down below if you do! And again. I hope you enjoy! Also if you don't know what Vala's is it's a really popular pumpkin patch in Nebraska. There's a lot of stuff to do there.

POV Hugh

I sat in the front passengers' seat of my dad's van. My five younger brothers sat in the back.

We were moving up from Omaha, Nebraska to Toronto, Canada.

Our dad told us we were going to be moving back in May on the day I'd finished my Sophomore year of high school. I felt so upset when I found out the news. We had less than ninety days left in Nebraska. So that night I wrote down all the things that I'd miss about Nebraska.

1. The slides during the summertime

2. My friends

3. The hot summers that were the perfect time for going to the pool.

4. Going to Vala's in the fall

And I was freaked out because I couldn't find my niche at my old school in Omaha and now that we were moving to Toronto so what were the chances I'd find it there?

For all, I knew I'd be an outcast in Toronto.

I was six feet one inch tall, very gangly and skinny, with knobby knees, had pale sometimes pallid and sallow skin, russet brown hair and hazel eyes.

And I wasn't interested in what the other kids would be interested in. I listened to country music, had an awkward love for bees, had five younger brothers, had the entire twilight series not mention its knockoffs and a load of Nicholas Sparks books, I was sort of into steampunk role-playing and writing fanfiction, and I also had a lot of band shirts from the 1990's and early 2000's.

The kids in Toronto might think of me as a freak because of those reasons.

I was already missing Nebraska and we'd only been out of the state for a day.

I decided to text my internet friend Fiona.

I'd met her on Wattpad three years ago as we'd both been writing fanfiction on there for a fandom. And we'd never seen each others' faces once throughout that time.

Beeboy: Sup

FionaFromTheJungle: hey

Beeboy: watcha doin'?

Fionafromthejungle: Nothin'

Beeboy: cool

Fionafromthejungle: what r u doing?

Beeboy: My family and I are in our car moving up to Toronto

Fionafromthejungle: We'll finally get to see each other!

Beeboy: Maybe still have to convince my dad

Fionafromthejungle: right

Beeboy: Fi. Even if we don't get to see each other, I promise we'll still be friends!

Fionafromthejungle: :) Thanks, Hugh!

Beeboy: :) Love ya 2!

Fionafromthejungle: lols.

Fionafromthejungle: gtg. See you soon!

Beeboy: Bye!

I put my phone back into my pocket. And then picked up the Harry Potter And The Deathly Hollows book I'd taken along to read on the car ride up to Toronto.

''Alright boys we're in Toronto!'' said my dad.

My seven-year-old brother Asher and my six-year-old brother Liam squealed.

But however, my thirteen-year-old brother Grant, my ten-year-old brother Miles, and my eight-year-old brother James stayed quiet. As did I.

I closed my book as I knew it would only be about forty-five more minutes until we reached the townhouse that would be our new home.

We pulled up to the townhouse.

It was brown, had seven windows which like the door frame had art deco designs on them, the doorway had two lantern shaped lights on them, and had a black railing and door.

We walked inside the house. It was bare of course and it would be until we put our furniture in it.

''Let me show you your rooms and then we'll start moving the stuff it,'' my dad said.

I had the room on the far left at the top.

After we'd been shown our rooms we began to help my dad put the furniture in the house.

When I went outside to get one of the side tables.

A large black dog raced down the block and it was being chased by a tall man with olive skin and black hair, a tiny pale blonde girl who looked to be about Liam's age, and a boy with the same skin tone and hair color as the man.

''PT! Come back!'' called the little girl as they raced past our house.

''How odd. I didn't think people would have dogs that big in a city like Toronto,'' I thought and returned to taking furniture into the house.


Around nine thirty that night my dad came into my room (which had my bed made and set up and desk set up with everything else in boxes yet to be put away of put out).

''Hey, Hugh,'' Dad said.

''What?'' I asked turning my head towards him.

''I want to thank you for taking the move so well it means a lot to me,'' he said.

''You're welcome dad,'' I said.

Then he left and closed the door behind him.

I laid facing the ceiling.

My hands laced behind my head.

Thinking about the past couple of days and the move.

I'd spent most of my Summer back in Nebraska, and I'd be spending the last week of it here in Toronto as well as starting school here.

I didn't know a single soul in Toronto besides my family and Fiona.

Little did I know that was all about to change.

And here we are guys. The end of chapter 1! I hope you all enjoyed! Comment and review down below if you did. And I will see you next time!