A/N: Hey guys! What you guys have all been waiting for...A Canadian Secret. A BajanCanadian fanfic. This fanfiction will be split into two parts. This is part one, A Canadian Secret. I have an idea for the second one, but I dont have a name. Anyway, hope you enjoy! :D

(Juliet's POV)

I stood there, watching as the men unloaded my stuff. I grabbed my backpack and headed upstairs.

I started unpacking my room and placing everything on my shelves. I get out my charger and plug my phone in.

I continue unpacking my room, bathroom, and kitchen for an hour. One of the moving men comes in and signals me to come.

I come out and see my new living room, furnished with a couch, coffee table, bookshelf, and TV.

"That's all ma'am." The man says. I go back to my room and get out my wallet. I run back to my living room and give him money.

"Thank you. And enjoy your stay! Montreal is a beautiful place!" The man says as he walks out the door, slaming it shut.

I take out my phone and dial my mom's number. It rings for a while, then she answers.

"Hello? Juliet? How are you honey? Is everything okay?" My mom says quickly.

"Yes. Hi mom. Im unpacking, but Im about to go get some lunch. Everything is okay, dont worry."

"Im sorry. Its just your first house. Im nervous for you. Call me if you need anything, okay?"

"Yes. Okay, mom. Bye." I say. We say bye and she hangs up. I grab my wallet and grab a 20 dollar bill and put it in my pocket with my phone.

I walk outside and bump into a girl about my age, texting on her phone.

"Oh sorry. Are you new here? I know everyone here. Whats your name? Im Amelia, but you can call me Amy." The girl says. She brushes her blonde hair out of her eyes and smiles.

"Umm. Im Juliet, but you can call me Julie." I mumble, not wanting to talk to anyone.

"You're not the social kind, are you? Well, my room is 16. Come to me if you need anything!" The girl says with a smile. She walks off and goes upstairs. I hear her heels clinking as she walks up.

I step outside and feel the fresh air. The breeze catches onto my brown hair and it carries it. I smile and start walking. I have no clue where Im going...

I walk for 5 minutes before seeing a pizza place. I smile and my stomach grumbles. I run to it and order a pizza.

"Cheese please!" I say to the cashier. He hands me a cheese pizza and I grab it with my hands. I walk outside and close my eyes to feel the breeze. I stand there, enjoying it.

"AHHH!" I hear a scream. I open my eyes and see a black bike coming torwards me. I scream and step out of the way. The bike takes a sharp turn and the person crashes into a tree.

"Oh my god!" I say as I run to the bike, leaving my pizza on an outside table. I see a brown haired guy, about 20 years old, rubbing his head.

"Ouch. That hurt." He says, still rubbing his head.

"Are you okay?" I say. He turns around and looks at me.

"No. I mean yes I'm okay. Im sorry. Did I hurt you?" He says. I hear a small Canadian accent.

"Does it look like I'm hurt?" I say, emphasizing the I'm. "You're the one who crashed into a tree!"

He chuckles and gets off his bike. "Im okay. But you girls...well..." He says. I look at him, offended.

"Hey! Not all girls are all emotional and Beliebers and stuff!" I say. He chuckles and pulls his bike back onto the sidewalk.

"Well, I'm sorry. Anyway, I'm Mitch. And you are?" He says, looking at me.

"Im Juliet. Im new here." I say.

"Ahh. I could smell it on you." He says, smiling.

"Wait...smell-" I start, but I'm cut off by a yell.

"Mitch?!" I hear someone scream. "Wait for me, man!"

A dude about the same age as Mitch, comes around the corner in a bike. He gets of his bike and walks over to Mitch.

"Do you have any water- Wait. Who are you?" The dude says, fixing his shirt.

"Im Juliet, but you can call me Julie. Mitch here almost smushed my pizza. And you are?" I say, pointing to Mitch, then the pizza.

"Im Jerome. Mitch is my biggums. Best friends since the 4th grade. So, bros before hoes." Jerome says.

"Oh. Sorry. He kinda, has brain damage." Mitch says, quickly. Jerome looks at him, offended.

"No. Just I dont want you hooking up with some random girl you just met!" Jerome says, pointing to me.

"Would I really do that, biggums?" Mitch asks him. Jerome looks down and shakes his head. Biggums?

"Well. I have to go. Still have to eat and unpack. Hope you're okay..." I say to Mitch as I walk over to my pizza. It's probably cold already...

"Okay. Bye." Mitch says, getting on his bike. I start walking back to my apartment, listening to Jerome whine to Mitch about exercise.