It was morning; the sun was peering through my window. I was in bed still when I heard a knock on my door, “Spence. Wake-up, breakfast is ready” my mom told me.

“Okay, I’ll be down there soon.” I replied looking at her. I heard her go to my brother’s room. I looked at my clock; it read 9:45AM. I got out of bed, got dressed, and went downstairs. I could smell the pancakes and the bacon-that made my stomach growl.

 “Good morning kids,” my dad greeted Glen and me; he always likes to wear different aprons when he cooks breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

 “Alright, bacon my favorite!” Glen shouted with excitement. Glen’s my older brother; starting his senior year in a brand new school and location. He’s hoping to play basketball for school and hopefully in college. He was really good back in Ohio but I don’t know about here because it was an all new playing field.

 We usually didn’t have this kind of breakfast often, we only did when it was someone’s birthday or holidays like Christmas or Easter.

 “I met our neighbor last night,” I told everyone. My dad was busy cutting up his pancakes.

 “Oh yeah? Is she hot?” Glen asked. Of course he would ask that. I just rolled my eyes at him.

 “Her name’s Ashley Davies. She seems nice” I continued.

 “Ashley Davies? As in the daughter of Raife Davies?” My mom asked with her blue eyes bulging out of her head.

 “Uh, yeah I think so. She didn’t really say.”

 “Well if she’s the daughter of Raife Davies, she IS hot!” Glen interrupted with his mouth full of bacon.

 “I don’t know Spence. Rock stars daughter hanging out with mine?” My mom sounding concerned

 “Well, we don’t really know her,” My dad interrupted, “We should…give her a chance, ya’ know?” I smiled. That’s what I loved about my dad, he always gave people a chance unlike my mom who’s pretty judgmental. My dad was a social worker back home and now he’s a social worker here in LA.

My dad asked Glen to come with him to Home Depot and my mom already had to work. I guess that’s the downside of being an ER doctor. I had no plans what so ever, actually, I was almost done organizing my room. “Thanks for breakfast. It was really good!” I told my parents. My mom kissed me, Glen, and my dad on the cheek before she headed out. “See you later Spence!” My dad called out, walking out of the kitchen and into the garage with Glen. I waved back at them then went upstairs to my room.

I stopped in my doorway to look at what had to be put away and stuff. I took some clothes out of the brown boxes and started organizing them into my drawers. I guess you could say I’m kind of a neat freak. In the middle of putting my clothes away, I heard my phone ring. It was a short ring so it was probably a text message. I looked at my cell phone and it said “1 new message from Ashley Davies”. I couldn’t help but smile.

I replied within the next few seconds.

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<Hey! So what are u doing 2day? :] > I replied within the next few seconds.

<Nothing, I was gonna finish organizing my room. What’s up?>

<Well if u don’t feel like fixing ur room, u could hangout w/me & my sister>

<Hm, sounds good : ) I just have 2 ask my dad 1^st. I’ll let u knw in a few min.> I dialed my dad’s phone and asked if I could hangout with Ashley and her sister and he approved. Great!

<My dad said yes : ) >

<Cool, meet me in my driveway in 10 minutes>