Chapter Six

**At Megan's House**

"Hey mom? Do you know if any of our neighbors are my age?" Megan asked her mother when she got back home after the movies.

"Yeah, I think so. We'll just have to wait and see. Now go get a shower and get ready. Dress nice."

Megan went up stairs, and started to get ready. She thought she would do a Bath and Body works thing. She used ther shower gel, shampoo, conditioner, hair spray, body spray, and lip glos! She desided on wearing a Khaki skirt her mom got her when they were shoppin for her birthday. She wore a white spegetti string shirt and a light sweater with it. It was brown and tan. She pulled her hair back in a butter fly clip, grabbed her brown purse, and went down stairs.

"Mom! Dad! I am going now! Which neighbors is it?!?" She yelled.

"The ones to the left." Her father yelled back to her.

**At Zac's**

"You loo good Zac!" Taylor told Zac in a mocking voice. Zac's mom made him wear a really dorky shrit with some Khaki pants.

Ding Dong! "I'll get it!" Zac yelled. He was ancious to meet the new neighbors. When he answered the door, he was real suprised. "What are you doing here!" Zac asked Megan, who was standing in the doorway. "And how did you know where I lived?!?"

"What are you talking about! I came to eat dinner!" Megan said, annoyed.

"Zac, don't yell at our neighbor! Tis Tis!" Isaac said as he walked passed the door, going to the kitchen.

"I am not! This is Megan, the girl from the train!"

"Oh, your girlfriend!!" Taylor mocked Zac.

About five minutes later, Cheryl and Jim came to the neighbors. Diana greeted them, and welcomed the, the adult thing. You know what I mean.

After dinner, Megan and Zac escaped and went to play video games.

Gosh, I didn't think there was another human in this world who took video games as serious as I did! Zac thought to himself.

"Megan, honey. It's time to go. You have some unpacking to do tomorrow!" Megan's mom called down the stairs into the den.

"See you later Zac. You wanna' help me unpack tomorrow, then blade or something afterward?"

"Sure. Is 10:00 OK?"

"Yup, see ya' then."

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