Yay! Some Seth action! ;)Heh. And sorry if it's not good, this is my first attempt at writing 'Seth-nese.' :P So, here it goes!
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Seth curiously parted the curtains with his thumbs, sticking his head through, and watching, as the new neighbours got out of their car. There was a woman, and a man- probably parents- and then there was a girl, about his age. Her sandy brown hair was held back in two buns on the side of her head. Squinting, as he pressed his nose to the glass, he couldn't see that she was particularly striking- although her eyes were a pretty emerald.
Seth watched as he looked around her, her eyes carefully taking in all the sights around her, before eventually working their way up to Seth's bedroom window. Feeling a blush creeping up his neck, he gave a sheepish grin, and she grinned back, waving a little.
Sighing, he turned away, shaking his head at Captain Oats.
"Don't ever take up spying as a hobby," he told the plastic horse. "It's strenuous work."
Swinging on the doorframe, before tottering down the stairs, he gave a small salute to his father and Ryan, who were in deep conversation about a soccer match that Ryan had played in. Seth cleared his throat, as he rested his elbows against the bench, but the two took no notice.
"So now Luke wants me off the team."
"What!?" Sandy exclaimed. Ryan shrugged.
"He said it was an illegal move."
"Ahem." Seth tried again, drumming his fingers on the polished surface. Sandy and Ryan ignored him.
"He can't do that!"
"I think he can. He's one of coaches favourites."
"But-"
"AHEM!" Sandy raised his bushy eyebrows, as Seth cleared his throat again, loudly. Ryan just glared, a small smirk crossing his lips. Seth grinned, raising his hands in glory.
"Please, listen to me people! I listen to you when you have something to say, right?"
There was a pause, before Sandy opened his mouth to speak. Realising, Seth silenced his father with his hand.
"Uh- don't answer that." Sandy gave a small snort of laughter, Ryan just gave a lopsided smirk. Wiping his clammy hands on his jeans, he continued.
"The new people just moved in, just then."
"Oh! Really?" Sandy raised his eyebrows again, sounding interested. "Who? Anyone we know?" Seth shrugged.
"No one I know. The girl- she was about our age, Ryan- she was looking around like she'd never seen Newport before. Maybe they moved interstate?"
Ryan nodded slowly, thinking, before a thought popped into his mind.
"What was the number plate?" Seth just gave Ryan a quirky grin.
"Mmm, yeah, cus I'm the sort of person that studies number plates," he said sarcastically. Ryan just grinned, giving him a little nudge, before turning and walking back out to the pool house, as Sandy motioned to Seth with his coffee cup.
"Maybe you should go over there, and you know, introduce yourself?" he suggested.
Seth blinked, trying to hold back sarcasm.
"Yeah, Dad, great idea. What am I supposed to say? 'Hi, I'm Seth, we live over there. Welcome to the neighbourhood!'"
Sandy paused, a boyish grin cast across his face.
"Well... yes!" Seth just shook his head in jest, before turning and tottering back up the stairs, giving Sandy a salute from the door, while wondering about the new neighbours. Maybe his Dad was right? Maybe he should go and visit them. But he decided against it. He would meet them soon enough.
But that wouldn't put his internal questioning about these newcomers to peace!
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