"what do you have in here waights?" My best friend asked sarcastically putting my moving box down. I glared at her "there my romance books and my story's " I said grabbing it, "also your week they weigh basically nothing " I rolled my eyes as she appears to be turning red " HEY I'M NOT WEAK YOU ONLY SAY THAT BECAUSE I'M SHORT" she yelled dropping everything. "yea yea" I nodded, I put down my things and look at the apartment, I can't believe it's mine, finally living on my own. "hey osama , can you go get us ice cream" she asked unpacking my romance novels and notebooks. "fine " I thrust my bag over my shoulder and walk to the ice cream van next to the beach, I couldn't believe i had finally moved out my mom's house.A couple seconds later I get a notification looking at my phone reading a text that said "hey how's your-" bang! I look up to see a tall girl that looked about a year younger than me, I must have bummed into her. "oh-my-god I'm so sorry" I said while my eyes start to water. " it's OK my names London" she said holding her hand out to shake. " Osama " I said shaking hers. "hey aren't you the girl moving in the floor below me At liver land apartments" she said tilting her head ever so slightly "oh yea, I'm moving in tomorrow but the guy said I could start unpacking today" I giggled "well I've got to go cya" she said already turning, once she goes I grab the ice cream (which was way too pricey for ice cream if you ask me) and go to my new home, as I walk up the steps I see her again and politely wave. "I'm home " I said handing her the ice cream