The Girl Next Door

Chapter One

Spencer Carlin, I will always remember…

The blonde stared blankly at the sheet of paper. She tapped her pencil lightly against the desk as she contemplated. Was there really anything to remember?

It was finally her senior year. After working excruciatingly hard throughout her entire high school years, this was the last year. While everyone partied, she was at home studying, while everyone made their memories and had their fun; she was at home, alone.

Spencer wasn't one to blame anyone, but the fact was starting to dawn on her; she had nothing to remember. High school was almost over, and she hadn't done anything. There was nothing for her to look back on and smile upon. She never had a boyfriend; she never even had many thoughts about boyfriends. There was nothing to make those precious four years before life began memorable because it was almost over, and she would get what she worked so hard for; her scholarship.

The white paper still lay before her typed formally to be turned in for the year book. She grabbed the paper and crumpled it before throwing it in the bin beside her. The bell rang for the last period of the day. She grabbed her canvas messenger bag and swung it over her shoulder before the teacher could say anything about not handing in her paper.

The mass of the students were already scurrying around the campus while she made her way to the parking lot. Of course, while all her fellow senior classmates had decided to take the close parking spots, she was left walking to the far end of the pavement.

The hot sun beat down on the blonde as she reached her car. It was a typical sunny California day. She threw her bag in the back and turned on the ignition. She turned on the A/C and made her way home.

This was the only time she didn't have to worry about studying. School was nearing its end and scholarship applications had already been sent out. She felt relief wash over her stressed and tired body. She only had one more semester.

She parked the car in her suburban home driveway and stopped suddenly on the sidewalk. She eyed the house next door suspiciously. There was a green bug parked in the driveway with luggage scattered around it.

A smile tugged at her lips thinking of having a neighbor who wasn't eighty years old and wrinkling. She stopped her self before a full on grin came around her face when she thought about the possibility of having a friend.

"I'm home!" Her voice echoed through the house.

"Oh! Spencer darling you're home!" A female voice responded. "How was school?" The approaching thin blonde asked.

"The usual, I'm going to head upstairs mom I'm really tired." Her face dropped suddenly to a frown.

"Alright honey, your father will be home shortly; he had a meeting, dinner at six!" She raised her voice slightly as the slightly shorter blonde vanished up the stairs.

"Ok!" Spencer yelled back before collapsing on her bed.

She was tired, not just physically either. After the day she realized her entire life has been nothing short of boring. She sat up from her bed and went to turn on her stereo. Switching the station she started to turn around but stopped at the sight through the window.

Her window was directly across from the neighboring house. A beautiful brunette pulled her shirt over her head revealing her pink lacey bra. Her brown curls fell down to her shoulder as she turned facing directly towards the blonde's window.

Her brown eyes stopped and locked with the strange blonde. Spencer was frozen. Every part of her was telling her to look away but she couldn't. Her eyes were glued to the never ending swirl of dark brown. She momentarily let her eyes travel to the brunette exposed stomach before tilting her head down with a blush.

She looked back toward the window nervously to see the brunette gone. A door slammed shut and she could see the brunette trudging across her lawn towards her house. Her body remained still as her wide eyes looked around in shock.

Ding Dong

"Spencer, come down here!" Her mother's voice shouted through the house.

Spencer looked at her bedroom door wide-eyed. Taking the deepest breath she'd probably ever taken in her life she took small steps towards the door.

A/N Alright, so what do you think? I started it out based on the movie, but decided against it, so it's just a little similar. Reviews are fuel. :)