Chapter 3: Girl Meets Boy

I slept most of the plane ride here. We arrived to our new house in Georgia about 11:30. I stepped out of the car and looked at my surroundings. Trees, trees, trees, and more trees. Oh, and a big, blue house to the right of me. It was a beautiful house. It intrigued me for some reason. I was set back in reality when I heard the roaring of the moving van come up behind me.

Mom walked up to the house first, followed by Cammeron. I slowly walked up the creaky porch steps and into the old person smelling house. The living room furniture was covered in bubble wrap. To the left was the kitchen and in the middle of the living room were a set of stairs. Well, I better go pick out a room, I thought. I peaked up the steps. 5 doors. I opened up the first door only to see more steps. The light didn't work and plus the steps were very creepy so I didn't dare go up. Second door was a bathroom. It looked old and crusty. Ew, I deffinately was going to be takin a shower for awhile. The third door was a bedroom. No, not just a bedroom. This bedroom had a balcony. I went towards the balcony and looked across to the big, blue house. There was a window right across from the balcony. I liked and wanted the room but I hoped that there wuld b no creepy stalker to watch me on the other side. I hated this place, but I finally built up enough enthusiasm to want to run down and tell mom which room I chose.

They weren't in the living room, so I looked in the kitchen. No one in here either. I walked twords the window and breathed in a breath of fresh air and got a hint of lasagna in the wind. Ew, I hate lasagna. I walked outside to find mom and Cammeron grabbing boxes from the moving van. I went to help them and we mostly spent the rest of the day packing. At 3 o' clock the doorbell rang.

Mom went to the door to answer it. As she did, I saw two young teenage boys standing in the door way. The one that looked about my age spoke. "Hello, I'm Deric Anderson and this is my little brother Carter. We live right next door and we wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood by bringing over an entree of lasagna." He seemed so awkwardly proper. He seemed to be putting on the "well brought up gentlemen act. I could see right through those kind of guys. I've been with a ton of losers to know.

"Well isn't that sweet of you boys? I'm Christina Limbergman. Won't you please come in?" They nodded as they stepped inside the house. "These are my kids, Tally and Cammeron. Tally and Cammeron this is Deric and Carter Anderson are new next door neighbors. I'll let you guys get aquainted while I put this delicious looking lasagna in the oven to keep warm." I scrunched my nose up. Deric smiled at me. He probably thinks I'm cute. He wants in my pants like all the other guys, great. He's probably the one with the window across from my balcony.

Cammeron spoke to Carter, "So, do you like model trains?"

"Of course there so awesome! Why do you have some?"

"Yeah wanna see?"

"Yeah!", and that was the end of Carter and Cammeron as they raced up the stairs. Leaving me in an awkward state with this hormonal boy. He ran his fingers through his dark brown hair.

"So, uh I hope you like the lasagna. It's my moms special recipe." Awh, how sweet he was trying to be nice. Should I tell him that I don't like the lasagna? Maybe I should give it a try. I havn't had lasagna in four years since Cammeron's worm project went all through the leftover lasagna we had that day.

"Thanks, I'll give it a try." It wasn't a lie. I told myself I'd try it. He smiled and nodded. Then there was silence.

(Deric's P.O.V)

(D.P.O.V)

Gosh she's so hott! For the first time in my life I'm speechless! What do I say? Should I ask her out? What if she has a boyfriend? Should I ask if she has a boyfriend? Why am I so nervous I've been with thousands of pretty girls before. Why is Tally different? It seemed like hours had gone by. I knew I had to say something. "So, uh, where are you guys from?"

She bit her lip and looked at me with those gorgeous green eyes. "Were from West Virginia."

"Oh, cool, so why did you guys decide to move?"

"Deric, uh, that'd kind of personal."

"Oh, sorry." Damnit Deric! Why'd you have to be a nosey prick now she probably thinks your a complete ass!

"No, it's ok. It's just we just met and everythi-"

"Oh good! You guys are getting along that's great!", Ms. Limbergman interrupted. I was kinda glad I was starting to feel embarrassed as to where the convorsation was heading. "Tally I really would like to do some cleaning and make some homey touches. Deric would you mind showing Tally around the neighborhood?"

"Oh. mom it's ok I can stay here and help if you'f like?" Why'd she say that? Damnit I knew I made a bad first impression. Gosh I'm SO STUPID!

"No really Tally I insist go and get to know Deric a little better. It'd be nice to know you made at least one friend, besides I'd like some alone time. Deric, do you mind?"

I didn't think Tally really wanted me to but her mom wanted some alone time. I smiled. "Sure, Ms. Limbergman. Not a problem."

"Great. Have her home around 10?"

"Sure thing." Tally and I walked tword the door. I opened the door up for her and we walked out to the porch and down the creaky steps.

Tally turned around and looked at me. "So, what's there to do in this small town?"