"Why can't I talk to him? I mean he's my next door neighbor! Ugh! But why would he want to talk to me? I am nothing! Oh well, maybe there will be day." I sighed as I looked through the window, watching my next door neighbor sit on his porch reading.
"He looks so nice, I wish he were mine, god what am I saying? I'll never get him!" I walked back to the living-room where I saw my mom talking to a woman. When they looked up they realized it was me and smiled.
"Nicole this is Mrs. Dorough, our next door neighbor." My mom introduced. I smiled and shook her hand.
"Well, I have never seen you around here, neither has Howie I believe. I don't even think he knows there's a girl his age around here. I'll have to bring him over someday." She said. I was panicking inside. But I nodded my head.
"That would be great." I said. Just then my mom got a great idea.
"Hey, why don't you bring your family here for dinner tonight? It would be a great way for everyone to meet each other, and I'm sure Nicole would love to meet your son!" I really started panicking.
"Oh that would be great, I'll come over around 6 ok?" Mrs. Dorough said. They turned to me, I just nodded. "I am going to die"