Cassy peered through her curtains at the boy across from her. He had dark messy hair that brought to mind a character from a book she read. His hair was much longer than a lot of the guys around town wore it. The boy look slender, like he didn't do much sports. His pale skin seemed to back up her theory. He also was sporting a pair of brainy looking specs. The boy seemed to make an effort to look for her, until something drew his attention away from the window and he vanished. 

Cassy blew a sigh of relief. She never had to worry about people watching from the house next door since the people that used to live there was an elderly couple that never used that room. Cassy was so used to having her privacy, she often left her windows wide open, especially during hot summers like now. She quickly closed the windows and drew the blinds. Just before she closed the last window, she saw her mother walking up to the house next door carrying some welcome desert no doubt.

"That was...fast." She muttered to herself, raising an eyebrow.

She didn't even know her mother had whipped something up. Cassy suddenly noticed how hot it was in her room once the windows were closed. She pulled her frumpy shirt up to her face, wiping some of the sweat off. She tugged on her shirt to get some air against her body. Even though it wasn't that late, Cassy couldn't think of anything to do except get some shut eye. She picked up her stuffed animals and pulled them under the covers as she climbed into bed. She stared at the ceiling, hoping maybe the new boy next door was actually normal and not crazy. 

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"Cassandra!" Anais called in an overly sweet tone. 

Cassy opened her eyes to see the morning had come, but instead of bring any sort of happiness it brought Anais. The door flew open and there stood her perfect sister. She had on a violet dress that was for her choir performance that was coming up. Her hair was just as red as Cassy's but it was much longer and curly. Not to mention she was using a ton of products to make it shine and bounce. She was smiling until she looked at Cassy crawling out of bed.

"Oh my land!" She exclaimed in her annoying soft voice. "Your not going to meet our new neighbors looking like...that?!"

Cassy looked down at herself. She was sporting one of her favorite t-shirts and her trusty jeans. 

"It's called casual Anais," Cassy shrugged, "some people dig it."

"Mom wants us to make a [i]good[/i] impression," Anais huffed, "and give a proper welcome to the neighborhood."

Anais turned and called back, "Please wear something nice, I'll be waiting downstairs."

Cassy gave a long and frustrated sigh as she pulled her shirt off. She threw open her dresser and looked for something that would make a [i]good[/i] impression. She decided on the sparkly 'puppy playing basketball' orange shirt. She always loved that one, why not the new neighbors? She quickly applied some deodorant and put on her eyeliner. She looked at herself in the mirror and gave a thumbs up.

"Nailed it!"

Cassy found her sister waiting for her and the front door. Anais gave an over dramatic look of disapproval at her choice of clothing. Cassy was loving it.

"Ready!" she beamed.

Anais and Cassy walked up to the front door of the new neighbors house. Anais heels clicked loudly the whole way over. It always bugged her how she insisted on wearing heels, even to stupid small events like meeting the new neighbors. Anais knocked on the door and put on her best "welcome to the neighborhood!" face. A middle aged woman answered and Anais flew into her spiel about how wonderful it was to meet her. Cassy only gave a friendly smile, since her sister liked to talk to adults. After a while Cassy just wanted to go. She didn't want to bother these people, she just wanted to go back to her room. As her sister droned on and on Cassy became visibly bored and uncomfortable.