I just got home from my dads house I was greeted at the fireworks tent where my mom worked by ,well my mom. " Guess what!" she said with excitement.
" What" I said sarcastically noticing my little brother and sisters were already playing with worms.
" Blake, Brook, Anthony, Alia, Jim, Vivian, and Nicole moved in!"

" Yay" I said was exited because next door Blake who is my age just moved in with his brother, sisters, grandma , grandpa, and his mom. To my knowledge his dad died when he was four years old!

So a little bit later my mom sent me down to help them unpack. I knocked on the door.
"Yes?" Said the girl who opened the door I guessed she was Brooklyn

"Umm... Im Gena's daughter Maggie she sent me here to help you unpack." I stammered.

"Okay" she said letting me in.

As I sat down on the couch. A boy about my age walked into the living room ( Blake).

Hey he's kinda cute. I thought

"Go move that mattress in!" His grandpa Jim said and noticed me.
" Could you help him"

"Sure"

'Thanks"

"No problem"

I followed Blake outside to a big moving truck.

" Hey" Blake said seeming to finally notice me

"Sup" I said

" Are you Maggie?"

"Yeah"

" Cool"

"I like your shirt." I looked down at my Slim Shady shirt.

" Thanks I like yours too." Icsaid referring to his D12 shirt.

" Thanks" He said as we lifted the mattress.

"So can you rap?" he said as we carried the mattress into his house.

"Yeah can you?"

"Yeah"

We sat the bed down in his grandparents room and walked outside to hangout his sister starred jealously.

Once we got outside we sat down in two lawn chair on there front porch.
" Look what I have." Blake said holding up a pack of bottle rockets.
" Look what I have." I said pulling out a lighter. We were so exited to light of bottle rockets we didn't know we were being watched.