This is my first story so..hope you like it. Here we go.. Rachel was waiting in the airport tapping her fingers nervously onto her bag. "So? it's just a new school. Nothing to be afraid of." she thought. She WAS the popular girl at her old school in Chicago but she never tried. "Honey, time to go to our new house. I know you will like it. You know that's why Daddy and I are moving. Because of Daddy's new job. And I'm sure you're going to make friends!" her bubbly mum said. "Ok..whatever Mum." Rachel replied and took her luggage from her mum. They went to their new house. It was right around the corner of the school.."Wow!" Rachel said. The house was beautiful. It was big and gigantic with flowers blooming. It looked just like a mansion out of a fairytale. "Rachel, do you like it?" her father asked her. "Oh yeah! We are gonna have a lot of fun playing with our sports cars!!" Rachel's 8-years old brothers said excitedly. They hi-fived each other and looked at Rachel. Rachel smiled. Well, it couldn't be that bad..the house was at least pretty.. Ya like it? Want some more?
Haha ok. Rachel unpacked her stuff into a beautiful room and she ordered the workers to start working on her room. Her parents were rich. She went out and saw they were many other houses out there. She went out of the house and into the little park. "Hey." Really short update. I'll update in few mins
Rachel turned and saw a boy with spiky brown hair and sapphire eyes. "Um, who are you?" she asked. "Hey, relax. I'm Danny. I live next door to you." "Oh." she relaxed. "So what are you doing here?" "Well my dad got a new job here so we are staying here for a year before moving back to New York. Is England any good?" "Yeah. England's awesome. You get to have a lot of fun too. What school do you go to?" "Me?Westfield High. Later this week.i think." "Haha you're funny. "he said.
"Who was this girl with wavy hair and tan-ish skin?" Danny thought. "Haha. Thanks." she said. "Daneeyyy!!!!!" a voice called. Oh no. It was Angie, that girl from school with the weird purple hair and the weirdo style. "Um...I gotta go. Bye!!" he shouted to Rachel leaving her confused and running away from Angie. Angie stepped to Rachel. "Who are you,Black Hair?"she asked. "Um..I'm Rachel for your information. Don't call me Black Hair. Haha I like your sassiness.Soo who are you? I don't think I know you." "Oh!! Hahaha heeehee of course you don't know me!!Im Angie and I have a mental problem! Haha heehee!!" "Um..ok.."Rachel took everything in slowly.