"Thanks for helping Jade. I think mom has dinner ready, let's go." We walk downstairs and see three other people in the living room.

"Did we move into the wrong house or something?" I ask confused. The people start laughing while Jess and I just look at them puzzled.

"Honey, we're you're neighbors. Your mother invited us over for dinner." The woman says. "I'm Joanne Kingsley and this is my husband, Rick. And this us our son, Ian. He's your age, Jade." She introduces.

I look over the boy, Ian. He has sandy blond hair with little curls. His hair looks like it's been straightened and it's in a fringe. Sparkly blue-green eyes that you could get lost in. He's wearing a t-shirt for a band I've never heard of called The Flaming Lips, black skinny jeans and black converse. Your typical wannabe punk kid.

"Well it's nice to meet you all." I shake Joanne and Rick's hands. "Hopefully we can become friends." I say turning to Ian. I give him a smile and he returns it with a small smile and a blush.

My mom walks in and announces that dinner is ready. We all follow her into the dining room and take our seats. My parents sit at each end of the table. Joanne sits next to my mom and Ian across from her. Rick sits next to my dad with Jess across from him while I sit next to Ian.

All through dinner we talk and joke around. For a while I completely forget about having to move halfway across the world, leaving my friends behind. I go to sleep after saying my goodbyes, not knowing what was to come over the next few days.