Episode 1

I gazed outside my car window, it was raining heavily but I didn't mind, I've always liked the rain. For a second I dozed of thinking while gawking at the rain about how my life turned upside down in a single day. It was my entire fault and I know this will haunt me forever. I reluctantly pushed those thoughts away replacing it with a smile on my face like I have been doing for the past few days.

"Look Andra, we're here." My mom said enthusiastically. I don't know what was so good about this place, not that I am complaining...okay maybe a little.

My mom Loretta Stanford was beautiful, her thick, wavy, long black hair gracefully falls down to her shoulders and encircles her perfectly shaped face. Her slightly arched chestnut brown eyebrows highlight her emotions by moving up and down as she reacts to her world around her. Her large deep blue eyes, remind me of a lake on a stormy day. And her mouth is a small mouth outlined by puffy lips that she often accentuates with glossy pink lipstick. When she smiles, which is often, her well formed and even, white teeth brighten up her whole face.

"I hope you like it honey." My dad said as he parked the car right outside our new house. If I was feeling depressed about leaving our hometown which was New York and came here to settle in Los Angles, I definitely didn't show it. I just looked outside my car window again and glanced at my new home which definitely was smaller than our previous home.

My dad Ian Stanford was a leading business man. He was as handsome as a Hollywood star. He was highly intelligent that I know off. Even though he was a business man but he was the most humble person I've ever known. He had this intimidating look but was just a softie from the inside. His eyes were light brown which were the only thing that I got from him.

"It's beautiful dad, mom." I said half lying. The house was beautiful, small but beautiful. Our stuff were already in the place. The interior was really very nice but the only problem with this place was the house next door. I could see the bedroom of that person who was living next door. It's like invading into someone's personal space. I should keep my window close, rest of the room was pretty with a king size bed in the middle and my favorite lamp post on the table next to my bed. There was a shelf for my books and all and an attached cupboard for my clothes. I loved how the photo frames of me and my family was hanging on one side of the wall.

"Hey kiddo, you liked it?" My dad asked coming in my room as he looked around.

"Yes dad, I love it. Thank you." I said giving him an assuring smile. He smiled back and walked out before ruffling my hair a little bit.

I once again looked around my new room, is this really happening? Have I really left New York? I know that somewhere I really wanted to, but thinking about not seeing him ever again is what really frightens me but now here I am, away from everyone. I missed my best friends though, Nina and Trevor who were very supporting about me leaving. They knew too that it was for the best.

Without thinking anything further I landed on my bed and it didn't took a minute for me to fall asleep. I guess I was just very tired from the journey.

I woke up in the evening when I heard someone knocking on my door, it was my mom.

"What is it?" I asked rubbing my eyes trying to get away from my sleepiness. When I looked at the clock it was seven in the evening, damn I slept for six hours straight.

"Honey, we are going next door for a few minutes." Mom informed me.

"Okay, no biggie." I said and then I heard her footstep as she went down. The sound of the main door being opened and closed could be heard in the silence. I sighed, no mom and dad means loud music. I was so in the need for loud music, so without thinking I played my favorite song Despacito by Louis on the loudspeaker and it boomed right through my room. I plopped down on the bed listening to the loud music which was taking me away from all the bad thoughts which I was thinking.

After two songs I heard a faint male voice coming from the opposite side of my window. I slowed down my music and went to open the window only to reveal a devilishly handsome guy with brown eyes which really suited his perfect face and he had this messy hair which I don't know for how long he didn't combed it. He had toned muscles and eight packs, damn right, eight packs and oh so perfect jawline. I couldn't help but stare at his beautiful face.

"You done checking me out?" he said snapping me out my thoughts while giving me a hot smirk which made my knees a little shaky and I had to press my thighs together to suppress the thoughts I was having right now.

"I wasn't checking you out." I lied. I gave him a narrow look to which his smirk grew even deeper. Agh, I hate feeling so week. Get a grip Andra, you just met this guy.

"Sure, you weren't." He said and then added, "I just called you to tell you to turn off the music, it was really loud." He said.

"Oh, I am sorry. I just forgot that we have neighbors now." I said replying truthfully.

"You are our neighbor?" He seemed surprised.

"No shit, Sherlock." I muttered sarcastically to which he just laughed adding extra charm to his personality.

"My name is Jude Aldrich by the way and you are...?"

"Andra...Andra Stanford." I introduced myself with a smile which was my first real smile in the whole day. I think this place won't be that bad after all.

A/N: I hope you all like the first chapter. Finger's crossed

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