Chapter one

Love was like this package, it dropped at my doorstep, and it was my job to unravel it, and then deal with whatever came for me. Well maybe I'm exaggerating, ok no, I'm not, I'm being totally honest, like seriously. Anyway, I hate love, like I want to kill it, it absolutely killed me. I'm not really dead, just exaggerating again, that's me, the drama queen. Anyway, this is my story of the package of love, or whatever.

I was sitting there, on my porch, just reading an amazing book. (Kidding, it was on my summer reading list, really boring, just trying to sound smart) then I heard this horrid beeping. I looked up and saw a moving truck, right there, across the street. "Oh great, new neighbors." I guess my mom heard the beeping too, because she walked out, with a plate of cookies, (oatmeal, nasty!) and then she ran, ok jogged to the house, I shook my head, what a loser, running in her apron and her sweats, I mean if your going to go to some neighbors, at least take off the apron and sweats, you should make a good impression on them. So I ran after her.

Denise: hi!

Tish: hello! I'm Tish, and I live across the street, this is my daughter miley.

I smiled, you know, to show kindness toward the newbie's.

Denise: hello! I have some sons, they're unpacking.

Then this guy, really cute I might add, ran out the house and to the truck, but stopped and looked at us.

Joe: hey.

Denise: this is Joe, my second oldest.

Tish: hello.

Joe: sup.

Sup? Who does he think he is? A gangster? If your going to be a gangster, don't wear skinny jeans and tight v-necks, though it looked totally hot on him. I guess he saw me looking at his wardrobe and said

Joe: you checking me out?

Miley: (smirks) you wish.

Joe: (smiles)

Denise: where are your brothers?

Joe: they're upstairs.

Miley: you mean, there are more of you?

Joe: must be your lucky day huh? (Laughs) jk, I'm the hottest.

Miley: jk? Do you think we're texting or something? Use words smarty.

Joe: (smiles) I like you.

Miley: well unfortunately, I don't like you.

Then his smile faded, I felt like I was going to laugh! He was cute, but his attitude, has got to change.

Joe: I'll go get my brothers; they'll get a kick out of you.

A kick out me? Is that supposed to be a good thing? Jeez, these people really need to go; I can live with the Adam's family here, but these guys? Need to leave. I haven't even seen the whole family and I don't like them, I mean their mom is fine, she's nice, pretty, but this dude, needs to go.

Tish: (gives miley a look) do you need help with anything?

Denise: um, if you don't mind.

Tish: not at all.

Great, I'm all alone, so I turned around and was about to go back to my stupid reading, then they came.

Joe: this is her.

Miley: (turns around) this her, has a name.

Nick: what is it?

Miley: miley.

What was up with all these boys having curly hair? Though it worked for them, cause they are totally and incredibly hot!

Frankie: I'm Frankie.

Miley: aw, hi Frankie.

Frankie: (smiles)

Miley: (looks at them) what's up with all of you having Afros?

Kevin: (laughs)

Nick: funny.

Miley: (gives him a sympathetic smile) I try. Well if you don't mind, I'm going back to my studying.

Nick: it's the summer.

Miley: (looks at him) I want to go to college. (Being sarcastic)

Nick: I do too, but you don't see me studying.

Miley: well lets see how that college thing works our for you then.

I turned around and walked to the porch, grabbed my book, and turned around, and before I went inside, I turned around, seeing them just watch me, so I yelled

Miley: take a picture, it'll last longer!

Then walked inside. Ya, so maybe I was brat, snotty, stuck up, but hey, it's not like I want them to like me. I mean they're hot, but their IQ is like, 5. But I will admit, that one curly headed one was hot. Wait… they're all curly headed, and I didn't get a chance to get their names (excepts Frankie's and Joe's)