Bad Boy || Xavier

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SURPRISE!! I am writing a new series. Oh, yeah! Get excited. Whoop, whoop!

Lassie Livingston is played by Veronica Merrell.

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When you move into a new town you expect to be noticed by some people. Just being talked about because you're new. But for Lassie, she wasn't just being noticed by some people, she was claimed by someone.

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"Mom?" I called turning towards her. We're in our car driving to the new town.

"What. hun?," she answers, not giving me a glance.

"Are we there yet?" I asked. I have been bothering my mom for the past 8 hours. It's not my fault! I get bored real easily.

"Yes, yes we are." My mom stopped the car just as I looked up whoa.

"How can you afford to buy such a beautiful house?" I asked her in disbelief.

"My job pays for it. They wanted me to work for them, and I said I couldn't since I don't have a place here— so they bought this place," she explained.

I stayed quiet, shocked.

She chuckled knowing I am out of words.

"Go ahead in and pick your room. They told me they already set up everything," she handed me the house key and pushed me towards the front door.

I struggled with putting the key into the hole, "Get in– you stupid key!"

After I successfully unlocked the door, I was met by a modern living room on the right. On the left there is racks -probably for shoes- and a door that leads to a bathroom.

Next to the bathroom door, there is a white staircase leading upstairs and right next to the stairs was another set of stairs leading downstairs.

I continued walking, and saw heaven— or in other words— the kitchen.

There is two doors in the kitchen. One leads to the garage and one leads to the pantry. I am amazed by how big the door to the pantry was.

From the kitchen window I saw the backyard.

I squealed and ran towards the glass door. I put my hands on the glass door, and admire the view. I yanked the door open, and the breeze of California met my face.

Our backyard wasn't those typical backyard where there's just yard. It's more like a hangout place. A pool, jacuzzi, fire place, outdoor kitchen, a set of stairs leaving to a not-very-high-balcony which has an out door dining table, a sofa right under a canopy, and a small hut-like porch in the corner with a dryer and a bathroom in it.

"Lassie?!" My mom calls from inside.

"Yeah," I shout back, deciding to get inside.

I saw my mom setting down a box of pizza on the kitchen island.

I ran up to the box, inhaling the delicious smell.

My mom laughed at the sight.

"What?" I asked grabbing a slice.

"Nothing," she said quickly, and walking away.

I sighed and sat in one of the seats in the kitchen island.

After I finished my slice of pizza I went upstairs and look for a room.

All of the other rooms are either too big, or a little small for my liking. Until I got to the last door. The room was perfect. Not too big and not too small.

It had a walk-in closet, it's own bathroom with a shower and a bathtub. There was cabinets on the wall vertically from the bathroom door. The cabinets made a square shape in the middle creating a space that is used as a window seat. I always wanted a window seat. There was a tv on the wall in from of my bed, and a cream sofa. A desk was placed by the entrance door and a full length mirror next to the door.

I went back downstairs and got my stuff. I was actually bummed that I had to leave several stuff, since we got new ones here. But I managed to bring most of my stuff.

Furnitures was already being supplied to us, and my mom only brought the utensils and little things we'll need to survive.

It was actually already late when we arrived. Now it's nearly one in the morning.

I stopped what I was doing, and got ready for bed.