I am so excited. I just spent the last few hours helping some new neighbors move in across the street. My dad is always doing that kind of thing, but he usually doesn't drag me along, but... I suppose they are one of our closest neighbors... AND... they have a daughter that is very cute.
They call her Trish, and she is probably about 11 or 12 and sooooo cute. Even in her grubbys with her hair just pulled back in a pony-tail and no make-up she is one of the cutest girls I have ever met.
She spent most of the time directing boxes into the right rooms while me, my dad, and her dad moved all the heavy stuff. Every time I carried something into the house my heart would skip a beat hoping she would be there to tell me where to go.
She didn't talk much, mostly just pointed, but she actually touched my arm as I carried a doll-house into her bedroom. She acted like it was her most prized possession, but it seemed to be only one of a thousand princess things that collected in her room as we emptied their moving truck.
It is going to be sooooo cool to have the cutest girl in the school living right across the street.
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