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Cammie's POV

I shut the door of the house behind me and it echoed all around the old building. Boxes full of stuff were pilled everywhere, but there was no sign of any movers. The house was silent; I could only hear my footsteps on the wooden floor and the intake and out take of my breaths.

"Dad!?" I shouted into the empty house, but got no reply. I went in out of a few rooms calling his name before coming to the conclusion that that was exactly what this house was; empty. I remembered where I had seen the kitchen on my search for my father so I headed there to put the food away. The small plastic bag's handles were cutting into my fingers.

I placed the bag on the counter. Luckily the house had come with a working fridge so it was easy to unload all the supplies I had gotten into the cool box. I never put my purse down. I didn't want to leave it down stairs and have my dad rifle through it to get the money I had from working at 'Jenny's Ice-creams'. It's not like he hadn't done it before.

I headed up stairs not really sure where my room was exactly or if there was anything in it yet. I had peek inside all the shut doors and found my father's new cave. He had taken the time to get the room set up exactly how he had wanted it. When I reached the last unopened door I had almost given up. Maybe I could pick the room I wanted? I sighed and flung the door open, but instead of finding a dark room, full cobwebs and no sign of life, I discovered a smallish room with a small window seat. It had a chandelier in the centre of the room, it wasn't too big or over whelming and I didn't see why it would have to move. I instantly decided to keep it. Despite the fact it was exactly what I wanted and all the other rooms being empty it still hadn't been prepared in any way for me.

I put my purse in the corner of the room and went to search for boxes labelled 'Cammies's Room'. Once I had collected a few I started to dust and sweep with some supplies I found in the kitchen. In no time I had my room set up with all the manageable furniture and trinkets I had brought with me. All that was missing was a bed, and it was only… I looked down at my pink wrist watch… 8:00pm! I guess it had taken me longer than I expected, 6 hours and 4 minutes to be precise.

My dad still wasn't back yet and I realised I hadn't called Grace. When I checked my phone there were over a dozen texts and missed calls from her a one knock on the door. Wait, knock on the door? I went back down stairs for the millionth time that day.

There was another knock, this time a lot louder than before. I opened the large door. There in front of me stood three girls. I could describe them as the Greek Goddess, The porcelain doll and the model.

"Hi!" squealed the doll, a small blonde that seemed one meal off anorexic and pale (but flawless) skin.

"Hi?" I said unintentionally more like a question.

"I'm Liz, this is Bex and Macey. I'm your new neighbour and they are my best friends." I nodded. The Goddess, correctly known as Bex smiled and so did Macey, but it seemed more forced.

"I'm Cameron," I paused, "but you can call me Cammie." There was awkward silence.

"Can we come in?" asked Macey like she was talking to an idiot, which I was, socially. I stepped aside.

"Ah, yeah, sorry." They all stepped into the house, Macey looked bored, Bex looked polite and Liz was beaming.

"I am so happy that you got this house!" Liz bubbled, "I mean a few months ago I saw this really old couple that smelt like fish look around and I vanished to my room. I decided to hibernate that day."

"Were they nice?" I asked trying to get a conversation going, no matter how strange it was.

"I'm not sure I never met them. Only saw them from my house, it's across the street by the way!" she jumped a little.

"How did you know that they smelt like fish?" I asked a little confused.

"Oh!" Liz laughed at her silliness "My mother told me, she's a real estate agent. Showed them around, you know."

"Ah," I said.

"This house is kind 'a an old." Macey mumbled under breath, but it wasn't exactly quiet and the others glanced at her, she mouthed the word 'What?'. I ignored her.

"Can I get you something to drink? Water, milk, water maybe?" I asked I didn't really have anything else. Bex smirked at my accidental sarcasm.

"Water is fine for me." She said in a think British accent

"Me too," replied Liz

"Do you have any cookies?" Macey asked in a mocking voice.

"No, I gave them to Santa, sorry." I couldn't believe I had just said that to a girl who I was trying to be friends with and yet hardly knew.

"Oh, than I guess I'll just have water. I don't suppose you have any ice or lemon." Macey asked, or stated.

"No, sorry."

"It wasn't a question."

"Macey!" Liz snapped and I looked at the girl. She didn't seem like the type to shout and by the look the others were giving Liz I was right.

"No it's fine, sorry it's only I just moved in and all. I haven't had the chance to make some ice or buy any good drinks." I was trying to back pedal from my rude remarks; though it wasn't like I hadn't been provoked.

We all made our way into the kitchen and I got them all water. I was relieved to find that my dad had unpacked some cups before disappearing.

"How do you like Roseville than?" Bex asked

"It's really lovely; I've met some really sweet people already and had a little wonder around the town." My mind flashed back to the green eyed boy.

"Good, good; are you looking forward to school tomorrow?" this was Liz speaking.

"Err, yeah, I guess. I mean I'm a little nervous of course because I don't know anyone, but that's how it always is when you start a new school I guess." Liz laughed though I wasn't sure why.

"Well, you know us now! We can tell you who to beware of and who is worth getting to know." Liz saying this triggered a full blown out conversation, where even Macey ended up getting involved once Bex and Liz started botching about some girl called Tina Walters.

A/N- OKAY SO NOW I'VE BROUGHT IN THE GANG THE STORY SHOULD REALLY PICK UP. THERE WASN'T MUCH ON THE BOYS REALLY, BUT DON'T FOR GET ABOUT THE POLL. I WILL GET THE NEXT CHAPTER TO YOU AS SOON AAS POSIBLE, YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN SO GREAT ALREADY! I HOPED YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER. PLAESE REVIEW!