'Hey.' The voice said over the fence between what was obviously their house and Sara's.
Sara opened her eyes and put her hand out to cover the sun, whilst looking round to see where the voice came from. She turned to her right and saw a guy, about 30 meters in that direction, looking over the fence at her.
'You just moved in, right?' The voice asked her again.
'Ermm...Yeah I have..' Sara replied, confused.
'Thought so. I thought I'd better come and introduce myself. Don't suppose you know anyone round here.' The voice spoke over the fence for a third time.
'No I don't.' Sara replied whilst thinking of back home where she had made friends. Now she had to start all over again. Although, truth be told, she didn't want to make friends here. She wanted to go back home away from her father, and closer to her mother.
'Well, I'm Lincoln. It's nice to meet you. I met your dad earlier. He was picked up by some black car. He off anywhere nice?'
'Work...he's the new Governor of Chicago..'
'Really? I'm living next to the Governor? I'm talking to the Governors daughter? Cool.' Lincoln replied in a voice that made Sara think if only he knew how uncool it is.
'Erm.. Not really. He's hardly ever going to be here, which is a good thing. I hate him.'
'Ok...sorry. Well if there's anything you need, don't be afraid to ask. We don't bite...unless you want us to.' He said with a wink before disappearing from the fence.
Sara went back to her sunbathing, rather confused at the guy. He was cute; she sort of liked him, on first impressions of course. Maybe she should go round, make friends after all. Maybe Chicago wouldn't be all that bad, except for her father of course.