CHAPTER 1`````
"Madison! Our new neighbors are coming! Look!" Jinger screamed staring out the window.
"Okay. Thanks for telling me," I said, going back to reading my book.
"No. Come look. Quick."
'Why?' I wondered. I got off the couch and walked over to the window. I froze. There was the moving truck and two girls about Jinger's age running to the door. My eyes moved to Darryl Krebson-the father-who we met yesterday.
'Honk, honk.' A blue, ford mustang convertible turned into their driveway and stopped. He stepped out just then. Cute? No. Hot? Yes. I had never seen any boy look like that before. He was not short, but not majorly tall. Just perfect. Blue eyes and golden brown hair.
"Mady? Mady? Hello, are you still going for your run?" Jinger waved her hand in front of my face. "Mady."
"Huh? Oh, yea. I gotta find my shoes. Be right back," I said as I looked at the boy one last time.
I found my shoes, put my hair up, and walked out the door. No one was outside anymore. Only the moving men.
I started out slow jogging a few blocks, and when I crossed the street to pick up my pace, I noticed someone was behind me. I looked back again and saw him. Boy, was he hot when he ran too. I quickly turned my head again so he wouldn't know I was staring.
"Hi," He said as he caught up to me, a few blocks later. "I am Ethan. Ethan Krebson."
"Hi," I replied shocked. His voice. It was amazing. "I'm Mady. Madison Nair."
We jogged a few more blocks. I past my usual turn, but I didn't care. I slowed to a walk-so did he. I finally got brave enough to ask him where he was from.
"Wher--?" I started to say
"I'm sorry. My turn was back there, I think. Maybe see you around." Ethan said stopping.
"That was my turn too. I was just going to say that."
Ethan laughed then. I wondered, 'What had I said?.'
"Oh, sorry. Nothing you said," he answered to my confused face.
"So, where are you from? I haven't seen you around here," I asked as we walked back to the corner we missed.
"Kaville. My parents got a divorce last year and my dad moved my sisters and me up here."
"Really? I love Kaville. I went down there three years ago."
"Cool. How old are you, by the way?"
"Eighteen- I will be a senior."
"Same with me. Well my house is this way. See you later, Mady," Ethan said turning down our road.
"Call me Mady. And this is my road too," I laughed. "No joke."
Ethan just looked at me and laughed too. He walked up to his house while I walked ten more feet to my house and walked to the door. We laughed again and I waved. "See you," I called.
"You were slow today. Meet someone?" Mom asked looking up from her cookbook.
"Yea, I was running and I met Ethan Krebson. We started talking and missed our turn," I said smiling.
"What did he think when you turned with him this way?"
"I don't know what he thought-probably that I was stalking him-but he laughed. Well I am going to go change. Be right back for supper," I called running up the stairs to my room.
