Not interested in this anymore but maybe you'd like to see it? No? 

Oh i didn't think so but here it is anyways.

A large white moving truck pulls up in front of a small, brown and red, brick townhouse. Beyond the house, New York city bustles. Mr.Scuellman steps out of the drivers side of the truck. He smiles at the small house squished between identical houses on either side.

"Here we are!" He says contentedly. Mr.Scuellman looks back at the truck and motions to the girl sitting in the passenger side to come out.

"Lorrie, come on! I promise you'll love it." He calls.

"I don't want to dad." A girl's voice floats through the air.

"Lorrie!" Mrs.Scuellman who is wearing a bright red t-shirt and jeans says as she stepped up to the truck from the bright green car behind it, "We talked about this. Your younger siblings need you to be okay with the change." She reminds in a soft voice. Her frizzy black hair falls around her face and was in held back by a small neon green headband. Her deep brown eyes stare into the truck at the Lorrie. Lorrie has chocolate brown hair that was as straight as a rod. She had warm light brown skin and surprisingly gray eyes. She sighs and opens the car door.

"Apple? You want to explore?" Lorrie asks as a small girl with bright red hair scampers towards her. Three other kids follow. One is holding a small dog in his arms.

"Only if Everett comes too." Apple responds. Everett is the family dog, a small black and brown beagle.

"Everetts coming." Aaron, the second oldest kid in the Scuellman family, replies as he sets the puppy down. Everett skips towards Apple and jumps around her.

"He's super glad to be out of the car!" Tansy, another small girl but with black curly hair like her mom's, states as she runs up and hugs dad. Being four, like Apple, She misses him when they have only not seen each other since the last stop, three hours ago. The twins race up to the house.

"We don't have a yard!" Lyle whines as he follows the two small girls up to the house, "Are we going to have to live with a bunch of old people?" Him being eight made him able to blurt out rude things and only get a small lecture.

"Lyle! We will be nice to our neighbors no matter who they are!" Mom scolds.

"Sorry." Lyle says, "But I don't want to only live by old people." He mutters quietly enough only the twins could hear. Tansy glares at him.

"I like old people. They are the nicest kind of people!" She professes haughtily.

"Okay enough fighting." Dad says, silencing the soon to be full on argument, "Let's go inside, Remember only the basement and the first floor are ours." The whole Scuellman family moves towards the door. Lorrie catches up to the twins and hurries them inside. The interior was a bunch of blank white walls and brown wood flooring. There is an area that looks like a kitchen, a tiny carpeted room, and two other unrecognisable rooms with hardwood flooring on the first floor. There are also stairs leading down to what has to be the basement.

"Remember, The girls, dad, and I get the upstairs bedrooms, and Aaron and Lyle get the room in the basement."Mom implies as the kids rush downstairs. The basement was carpeted and had just two rooms in it. One was a small bedroom and the other was a living room.

"This is our room!" Lyle exclaims shoving Aaron inside to look at the blank space.

"It's so boring." Aaron declares.

"You just say that because you're ten!" Lyle accuses.

"Where's our room?" Apple asks confusedly.

"Don't worry it's one of the rooms upstairs." Lorrie informs as she herds the twins back upstairs. While the kids were in the basement mom and dad had set a few boxes down in the middle of the kitchen, already crowding the small room.

"We are going to need to get rid of a lot of stuff if we want to live here." Mom remarks as the girls pass them.

"No! Not any of my stuff!" Apple cries as she latches onto a big box that has Apple's unreasonable amount of stuffed animals written on it. Aaron had written the labels on all of the twins boxes of toys so a lot of them ended up like this.

"Well honey we-" Dad says. He sighs then looks at mom.

"Everyone will have to get rid of a few things." She comments.

"Which one is our room?" Tansy questions.

"The one over there," Mom says as she points to the door leading out of the kitchen near the front door, "The one next to it is Lorrie's and the one on the wall by the stairs is mine and dad's."

"Lorrie get's the carpet room!" Apple protests.

"Yes but Lorrie's room is really small, you and Tansy wouldn't fit in there," Dad confides.

Apple and Tansy scurrie towards the door that mom had said was theirs. Eliott follows them in leaving Lorrie and her parents behind. Lorrie slumps down into the small bright blue bean bag that had been lugged in by Aaron and Lyle.

"Why don't you go take a look at your room then we can eat dinner and keep unloading." Mom says as she steps out of the house to grab another box. Lorrie sighs and gets up. She walks into the tiny room. She had seen walk-in closets bigger than this room. There's barely enough room to fit a small twin sized bed. The walls were a weird green color and there's a painting of a dog left on the far wall by The previous owner. Lorrie walks back out and hurries outside. She hops into the moving van and finds a box labeled: Lorrie. In swirly handwriting. She grabs it and puts it in her new room. It takes up about an eighth of the space. Mom orders pizza from dominoes and they all take a break to eat it. The kitchen is halfway formed. Chairs sit around the family table, which had taken all of the oldest four to pull in. The little girls sit down on the floor and discreetly feed Elliot the vegetables they don't want from on top of the pizza. The rest of the floor is covered in boxes, the blue bean bag, and a gray couch. Laughter fills the house when someone knocks on the door to the upstairs where the Scuellmans' new neighbors live. Mom dodges boxes, shoves the couch out of the way, and opens the door. It reveals an old man with an old woman standing beside him.

"Hi!", The woman says in a sweet voice, "We heard you just moved in, we made bread!" She hands mom a tin that has a loaf of steaming bread inside.

"Well Maria made that bread there, I just stopped to say hello." The man chuckles in a deep voice.

"Oh! That's so nice! Thank You so much!" Mom thanks enthusiastically.

"We live upstairs. I'm Maria but most people just call me auntie Marie once they get to know me, and this is Jarom." The woman, Auntie Marie, informs.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Natilie and my husband is Travis. Kids, why don't you introduce yourselves." Mom says.

"I'm Lorrie"

"I'm Aaron

"Lyle"

"My name is Tansy"

"And I'm Apple. Me and Tansy are twins. Oh this is Elliot just so you know." Apple finishes pointing to Elliot who has his head inside one of the empty boxes. He pops up and races to the door at the mention of his name.

"Why hello Elliot!" Jarom says as he bends down to pet the hyper dog. Jarom's voice sounds like someone from one of those meditation apps as he talked fervently to Elliot.

"We would have brought cookies but we weren't sure you wanted your kids to have a whole load of my sugar packed peanut butter cookies." Auntie Marie says with a big grin on her face.

"Oh that's alright, we love bread! And I'm sure these kids have had their fill of junk food for today." Mom says as she sets the bread on the table.

"We didn't have that much junk food, only two bags of chips, tacos, ice cream, cheetos, and lots of candy." Lyle declares counting each thing on his fingers.

"That means only five different types of junk food." Apple says in an authoritative "I know math" kind of way.

"We like cookies though!" Tansy suggests.

"We'll make sure to bring some next time." Jarom proposes.

"Well thank you for stopping by, I would offer you dinner but it looks like the kids have finished the pizza." Mom remarks as she waggles her finger at Apple who's trying to give Elliot a bite of her crust.

"That's alright we've already eaten. We better get going." Auntie Marie says with a wave. The Scuellmans wave and shout goodbyes. Auntie Marie and Jarom leave and the kids get back to unpacking. It's 8:32 when they finally give up.

"Alright everyone that's enough. It's late and you got to go to bed. Go set up your rooms, you'll just have to sleep on mattresses tonight." Mom says. The kids hug their parents then run to their rooms. Lyle makes it downstairs before Aaron. He grabs his mattress which is leaning on the wall in their room and chooses his side. The boys set up their temporary beds and go to sleep. Upstairs the twins have set their mattresses right next to each other and are laying with their heads on one mattress and their legs on the other. In the next room Lorrie is struggling to fit her mattress anywhere in her room. She ends up pulling all the boxes out and then putting her mattress in the room. She lays down and stares at the white ceiling. She wishes she was back at her home in Wyoming. She had a big room and a loft bed there. There's no way that this tiny room can ever compare to her old room. Honking outside startles her. She looks up to where the window would have been in her old house and sinks back into bed in disappointment. There are no windows in this room. Lorrie tries to fall asleep but there are too many noises. Ambulance sirens. Car horns. Squealing tires. Groups of people. Normally in the middle of August for Lorrie, it would be so quiet at her house she could fall asleep instantly. Finally, because of exhaust, the last Scuellman falls asleep. 

I dont even remember where i was going with this one lol.