Nothing had happened for the last two months.
It was all the same.
Every day, some people learned my name, Vanessa desperately tried to get me to talk to her, the Preppy Princess Squad wanted me to be their friend, and I mainly hung out with Peter and his friends.
Now it was 12:00 am, January 1st. We were throwing a party with Dad's friends and Peter with his parents. Everyone shouted HAPPY NEW YEAR! And started cheering. I walked into the kitchen, getting some drinks for people.
I was wearing a black sparkly dress that went to my knees. I hate dresses, but I made an exception.
Just as I was about to open the refrigerator, there came a knock on the kitchen door. I looked out the window to see who it was.
There was a boy about my age standing there, he had bond hair that was spiked in the front, piercing blue eyes, and a very handsome face.
He was looking towards the living room window, with almost a look of disgust. I opened the door and stood there looking like a crazy person for what seemed like forever.
Finally he broke the silence.
"Um... Hey. I'm Demetri. I live in the house that's on the other side of the woods. Uh, nice party."
In my mind I was standing there with my mouth open. In real life, I think I looked okay. He had the most amazing voice I have ever heard in my life.
He laughed, like he heard my thoughts. Then said, "My mom sent me over to welcome you to the neighborhood. And something about becoming friends or whatever."
I tried to find my voice, "Thanks." I mumbled.
" I guess I'll see you around at school." He smiled and gracefully walked down the driveway and into the woods.
"Whoa." I whispered to myself. I couldn't believe I hadn't seen him before in school.
"Who was that?" Peter asked from behind me.
"Some kid named Demetri." I replied.
He simply nodded.
"Care to dance?" He asked.
"No...I don't dance."
"Come on." He pleaded.
I sighed, knowing that I'd lost, and followed him into the living room where people were dancing, music was playing, and where a boy watched everyone through the window, wishing to join them.