the first days always the worst

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"do I need to do this every time we move?" I grabbed an apple from the counter. "it's ridiculous" I said about to take a bite.


"yes" my dad said taking the apple from my hand. "it's polite."


"what does it matter? They'll hate me anyway" I said under my breath.


"what was that?" he looked at me critically.


"nothing," I said in sing song. "say morning to Phil for me. Got a long day of greeting the neighbours ahead of me." I leant forward and kissed my dad's cheek, whilst stealing an apple from behind him. Putting the apple behind me I started to walk backward out of the kitchen.


"morning, oh apple, why thank.you harley" phil said taking the apple from behind me. I groaned.


"why are you so against me eating apples!"


"it's the principle of your not asking." phil raised a brow at me. I just rolled my eyes in response.


I watched as phil chuckled and then kissed my dad, they were so cute together. My dad met Phil just after my mom disappeared, but they were divorced long before then. Phil made my dad happy and that made me happy.


"you on greeting duty today harl?" phil asked me. He didn't see the point either.


"yup, kill me now." I pushed open the door and crashed into someone. We tumbled down the stairs and landed in a heap, little bits of paper falling down around us. Shit, mailman.


Good start harl, good start.


"I'm so sorry." said a rich southern accent. "I, I usually knock."


"no its my bad, don't even sweat it. " I said dusting myself off, I held out a hand and looked at the stranger for the first time.


"thanks" he said getting up. Light blue eyes and a wide smile greeted me. "I'm joshua." he said, his blonde mop of hair falling over his eyes.


"I'm Harley, I just moved in here." nodding to my new house.


"Oh of course, the Davidsons....wait, harley Davidson? Like seriously?" he laughed.


"yeah yeah, so funny. Well, have a nice day." I said storming away.


What a jerk.


"Hey! Hey, Harley, wait." I could hear him running to catch up with me. "look I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Let me make it up to you, can I take you out tomorrow?"


I laughed, "pal, Don't even bother." he looked shocked at my frankness.


"okay, well as a friend then."


"I don't have friends. I don't do the friends thing, Okay? Look, I knocked over your mail, you insulted my name. Were even." I started to walk away again and I could hear his footsteps. Before he could even take a breath I turned on my heel and said "look, let me walk away. " he nodded.


I walked down to the end of the road and turned down the path that lead to the first house.


Here I go again...


"Hi I'm Harley, I just moved in down the road, just wanted to introduce myself. " que fakest smile ever.


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