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"Welcome to your new home, Bells," Charlie, my father, said to me as I stepped out of the car. I stared up at the huge house that stood before me and sighed.

"This isn't home to me."

"Well you need to accept it," he said. "Pick whatever room you want."

"Isn't this house a little big just for you and me? Actually, just me," I said.

"Please Bella, try to make this work."

"Fine," I said and huffed as I walked into the house. I walked up the stairs and picked a bedroom that was practically the whole floor of this disgustingly huge house. I put my bag on the empty bed and headed back downstairs to help Charlie bring everything up from the moving van.

"Bella, do you mind opening the truck? I need to finish emptying the car," Charlie asked.

"Yeah, yeah," I said as I opened the truck without looking and was suddenly tackled. "What the hell?"

"Bella!" my best friend, Rosalie, was on top of me.

"How are you here?"

"I took a ride with the movers."

"Why with the movers? Were you back here that whole time?"

"No, I wasn't allowed to stay in the back, and Charlie didn't want to ruin the surprise by having me in the car with you two."

"Surprise?" I said, confused.

"I know how much you didn't want to move here, so I talked to Rose's parents and they agreed that she can stay with us," Charlie explained.

"Are you serious? Or are you going to tell me that her parents are already on their way coming to pick her up."

"Yes, Bella, my parents are driving three hours to come pick me up," she said and rolled her eyes. "Mommy and daddy dearest don't really give two shits about me so I'm here to stay."

"This is amazing!" I said, but backtracked. "I mean, not amazing that you think your parents don't care about you but amazing that you're here."

"I know what you meant," she said and smiled as I hugged her. "So, where's my room bitch?"

"Follow me," I said and started walking towards the house, but I stopped and ran back toward Charlie. "Thanks, Dad."

"No problem, kiddo," he said and kissed my forehead. I ran back toward Rose and pulled her into the house, but not before I noticed the gorgeousness staring at me from the house right next door. I think my jaw dropped, maybe I even drooled a little, but Rose quickly pulled me in before I could further embarrass myself.

"Did you see him?" I asked.

"Yes, yes I did."

"He's beautiful."

"Oh, I know."

"I think you should go for him, Rose."

"He was looking at you, my friend. I would never deny you a chance at that."

"This is why we're best friends," I said and pulled her upstairs and into my room. "Well, this is my room."

"Of course it is, princess," she muttered and I nudged her.

"There's another bedroom right across the hall that's exactly like this one, buttmunch," I said and she nudged me.

"I know why you want this bedroom so much," she said and smirked.

"Why?" I asked, honestly confused.

"Neighbor boy's room is right across," she said and motioned for me to come look out the window.

"I had no idea. That's creepy, Rosalie," I said and moved the ugly curtains. "We need to decorate."

"Pottery Barn?"

"Definitely, " I said and grabbed my bag off my new bed. "Ch-Dad! We're going to find a mall!"

"Have fun girls," he said as we walked out of the house and into my car that was towed here. I have a tendency of getting lost, even when I'm following someone, so Charlie wouldn't let me drive here on my own. "Don't get lost, Bella!"

"I'll make sure she doesn't, Charlie!" Rose said and smiled at him. We jumped into my white Jetta and I was about to pull out until I heard someone knocking on my window. I looked and saw it was neighbor boy, so I opened it.

"Hi, I'm Edward Cullen," he said and smiled.

"Isabella Swan, but call me Bella, and this is my best friend, Rosalie Hale," I introduced ourselves.

"Hi, you can call me Rose," she said and smiled.

"Welcome to the neighborhood. Hopefully I'll be seeing a lot more of you two," he said and winked before walked away. I stared at him, realizing the double meaning of his words and shook my head.

"I think we have a perverted neighbor," I said as I pulled out of the driveway.

"And you're room gives him the perfect view," Rose said and laughed as she opened the window to yell out at Edward. "Yo! Where's the mall?"

"Just follow the signs. Pick up something nice for me, will you?"

"Nice for you or nice for you to see us in?" I asked.

"I like girls in minimal clothing, so get something nice in Victoria's Secret," he said and winked. I gave him a look as I closed Rose's window.

"Disgusting," I said and sighed. "Too bad, he's cute."

"It's always the cute ones," Rose said as she scanned the road for the mall. "Make a left turn here."

"I'm still mad about moving," I said as I followed her directions.

"Bells, try to make the best of it. Your dad didn't want to move, he had to. At least I'm here."

"Yeah, you being here does make it easier, but still. It's not home."

"I know what you mean," she said. "Get off at this exit."

"Plus we have to start school here in the middle of November. Everyone's already settled and whatnot."

"Well, obviously you don't have a hard time making friends. Turn here," she said as she pointed in the direction of the mall. I scowled at her. "Keep me around and you'll never need a GPS."

"Yes, what would I do with you?" I laughed as I pulled into a spot. "Come on, let's go spend a lot of my dad's money."

"Sounds like a plan."

"We're going to need paint, brushes, rollers, cute painters outfits," Rose said out loud as she went over the shopping list she was currently writing on her phone.

"Why do we need this stuff?" I asked as we walked into the mall.

"We need to make our rooms feel more roomier, and more like home."

"Okay, I see your point," I said and she smiled. "We also need comforters, sheets, pillows, pillow cases, shelves and other things to decorate the rooms with."

"We also need to buy clothes and shoes just for fun."

"And a new bag for my pain and suffering."

"We have our work cut out for us."

"Let's start," I said and linked arms with my best friend.


"Six trips from my car into the house and we made it," I said and plopped down the floor. "We did well today."

"Yes, yes we did, and thank God we have the whole weekend to get everything set up and we'll be ready for school."

"Yes, thank God," I said as I went to reach for my bag, but it wasn't there. "I'll be right back, I think I left my bag in the car." I walked to my car and went to open the door when felt something wet hit my back. I turned around and saw neighbor boy laughing while holding a hose. "Did you just spray me with your hose?"

"No, I just came on your back. You're just so hot, Isabella," he said, practically moaning my name.

"You're disgusting. You remind me of those pre-pubescent boys who constantly have to relate everything to sex and find those 'that's what she said' jokes hilarious," I said, and he sprayed me again. "You're kidding me right."

"Welcome to the neighborhood, Bella," he said and smirked at me.

"You don't know what you've started, Cullen."

"Bring it, Swan," he said and put the hose down. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his amazing body. Broad shoulders, strong arms, an eight-pack, and the V that leads down to the promise land, every woman's wet dream. Breathe, Bella. "See something you like, Swan?"

"Not particularly, no," I said and smiled. Two can play his game. I unlocked my car and opened it so I can get my bag, purposely bending over so he can get a nice view of my behind in my favorite jeans. I stood back up and turned around; smirking at him, "See something you like, Cullen?" I said, mocking him.

"Most definitely," he said and winked before entering his house. I rolled my eyes and walked into my own house.

"Love the hostility. Things should get interesting," Rose said as I walked upstairs. She clearly saw the whole thing.

"He's infuriating."

"He's infuriatingly gorgeous. I wonder if he has any friends. Any big, burly friends who I would like."

"I wouldn't know, Rosalie."

"Alright, relax buddy," she said, knowing I was annoyed. "Let's go annoy Charlie."

"Sounds good," I said and walked out of my room. We walked down the stairs together and were about to start being obnoxious until we heard him on the phone.

"We just moved in, I don't want to leave them alone already on their first night here. There's no one else who can cover until I get settled in over the weekend? Yes, I understand this is a huge opportunity. I'll be right over," he said and sighed when he hung up. Charlie looked up and saw Rose and I standing there. "I tried to get out of it, but I can't. I have to go to work; I'll probably be home late. There's money on the counter for dinner. I'm sorry, girls."

"It's okay, Charlie. We understand," Rose said and nudged me.

"Yeah, Dad. Don't worry about it," I said and walked into the kitchen. He gave Rose a weak smile and walked out the door. "Not like I'm not used to it anyway."

"He tried to get out of it, Bells. Don't be so hard on him."

"He could have tried harder," I said and sighed. "What do you want to eat?"

"Chinese or pizza."

"Chinese," I told her. "I don't even know where they have good food here."

"No problem," Rose said and walked out the back door leading to the humongous backyard with an in-ground pool, a rock waterfall going into the pool, a hot tub and a cabana. I rolled my eyes at Charlie's attempt to make me happy. I watched Rosalie climb through the hedges into Edward's backyard.

"Where the hell are you going?" I whisper-screamed. I watched her knock on his backdoor and he answered, they talked for a minute, looked over at me, and then said goodbye. She jumped through the hedges again and walked back into our house; I followed her. "Mind telling me what that was about?"

"He said to order from Hagane. They apparently have the best Chinese food here," she said and dialed the number. "What do you want?"

"What I usually get. Why did you two look over at me?"

"He asked where you were. He thought it was you."

"I'm sure he was pleasantly surprised when it was you, though," I grumbled and she glared at me. She placed our order and told the guy our address. When she hung up she grabbed my face between both of her hands.

"Stop putting yourself down."

"I am not."

"Yes you are. He's not my type and I'm not his."

"I don't care if I'm his type or not."

"I know you don't, not now anyway, but you've deluded yourself into thinking you're an ugly duckling."

"Because I am," I said quietly. "I'm a misfit."

"So am I," she said softly. "Which is why we need to stay together and be confident. You're beautiful, Bella. Stop thinking your not."

"Thanks Rose," I said and smiled at her.

"Let's unpack the DVDs."

"Aw, are we going to have a cute date night?"

"Duh, of course," she said. "Wait, do you think the TVs set up yet?"

"Charlie said the guy's supposed to come tomorrow."

"Well that sucks," Rose said and pouted. The doorbell rang, so I ran into the kitchen and got the money for her to give to the delivery guy.

"Finally food," I said as she brought everything into the kitchen and set it down on the table. The house was mostly furnished, beside my bedroom and Rose's because Charlie said he wasn't sure what we would have liked. "We can start getting our rooms set up tonight I guess."

"We can paint!" Rose said, clapping her hands excitedly. I laughed at my friend as I stabbed my chicken with my fork, imagining it was Edward's face.

We ate quickly, seeing how we were both starving, and then headed upstairs to start painting. I changed into a sports bra and a pair of capri yoga pants and Rose was wearing a black tank and shorts. We decided to paint my room first and then hers tomorrow.

"We should go swimming one night," Rose said as she stared out the window while I opened up the navy blue paint for my walls.

"It's November. We'd freeze," I said as I threw her the blue tape to outline the walls and protect the molding from getting painted on.

"I think we should cover the floors," she said, looking down at my nice hardwood floors. "And I think the pool is heated so we wouldn't freeze."

"The pool would be heated," I said as I got up to get my old sheets from the closet to cover the floor. "Let's start painting."

"We need music."

"You're needy today."

"Get the iHome and plug in your iPod, smartass," she said and threw a brush at me.

"Fine, fine." I grabbed my iPod from my bag and the iHome out of the box it was packed in. I put on a song a grabbed a roller to start painting. Rose opened the windows so we wouldn't die from the smell.

"My first kiss went a little like this," Rose sang along with the song as she danced and painted. "I said no more teachers and no more books. I got a kiss under the bleachers hoping that nobody looks."

"Lips like liquorish, tongue like candy. Excuse me miss, but can I get you out your panties?" I sang and started dancing with her. We looked like two idiots.

"In the back of the car, on the way to the bar, I got you on my lips. At the foot of the stairs with my fingers in your hair, baby, this is it."

"She won't ever get enough once she gets a little touch It had it my way you know that I'd make her say," we both sang and started jumping up and down and dancing. I heard people outside, but I didn't care – until I heard someone whistling and cheering.

"What is that?" I asked as I paused the song. We walked over to my window and saw Cullen and some other guys standing in his backyard. One was lanky, with blonde hair, who was just shaking his head at Edward and the other guy, who was huge. "I guess he does have a big, burly friend."

"Enjoying the show, boys?" she screamed out the window, and she was met with more cheers. "Goodnight."

"Aw, come on," Edward and the big guy groaned, but the blonde one laughed.

"Good night, ladies," the blonde one said.

"Let's finish painting," I said and she agreed. We put the music back on, but decided to refrain from dancing.

Painting didn't take too long, and we put made my bed: navy blue sheets and a white comforter with lots and lots of navy and white pillows. We painted Rose's room, too, seeing how we couldn't sleep at all, a deep red color, and we also made her bed: white sheets, red comforter, and red and white pillows. The two of us didn't want to sleep in our rooms because of the paint, so we brought down blankets and pillows and decided to sleep in the living room and play board games.

"Okay, I think it's Plum in the Conservatory, with the revolver," she said, but I shook my head.

"Nope, Plum is innocent," I said as I showed her my card.

"I hate this game," she said and pouted. "Where's Charlie?"

"He never makes it home from work until really late."

"So you're always home alone like this?"

"Well, I wasn't home alone technically."

"Do you miss your Mom?"

"No, she's a bitch," I said as I got up to walk into the kitchen. I didn't want to talk about my mother, not now anyway. "But hey, we can have great parties here."

"That we sure can. Come on, let's go to sleep," she said and walked back into the living room. I looked at my new home, and sighed before walking back into the living room, knowing that I had to try to be happy here; and who knows, maybe I will be – eventually.


Hi everyone. Usually I don't like having more than one story being written at a time because I start to mix ideas up, but the reason I started this one is because I think I'm going to take off The Ugly Truth and Russian Roulette for the moment. I'm bored with the stories & not too many people seem to like them, and I'm not even interested in writing them anymore. This story is more what I'm used to writing & more what people are used to reading from me so I'm going to keep this one going.

The title of this story might change, I'm not sure yet. I always say this but then end up keeping the title. I can't really think of anything else & Neighbor Boy just sounds catchy to me, lol.

The Ugly Truth & Russian Roulette will get put back on eventually, I just really want to write this one right now. Let me know what you think of it. Previews will be given out for this story. So please REVIEW. Constructive criticism is always welcomed, I do want to become a better writer (: