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The sun was shining really brightly and it was really warm outside. And I, of course, had to stay inside to make my homework. My little sister is by a friend so it is at least quiet here.

The door got opened and I turned around to see my mom standing there.

"Sweetie? Can you pick up Chloë from her playdate?" My mom asked me.

"Why do I have to do it? You're here too right? And I have much homework." I tried.

Okey that was a lie. I only had to finish my history which was only a few questions. But I just wanted to chill and relax when I was done.

"Because I have to go to a friend. She is moving tomorrow to another city. And didn't you came downstairs just 20 min ago for a quick break because you were almost done with your homework?" I sighed.

Damn it. I totally forgat that.

"Fine. How late do I have to pick her up?" I gave in.

"At 5 o'clock."

"Key." I simply replied and she walked out of the room, leaving me alone. I grabbed my phone for the time. Okey, I have an half hour to make myself presentable.

I putted my homework away and searched for some better clothes. When I was done I did my hair and putted a little make up on. I grabbed my earplugs and looked at the time. I have 15 min left. I then walked downstairs where my mom was.

"Mom? To which adress do I have to go?" I asked as I approached her..

"To the Gunnarsens. You know where that is right?" My mom answered.

"Didn't she play there last week too?" I asked as I remembered that name. "With Emma right?"

"Yes." She nodded..

"Oh okey, then I know where it is." I gave my mom a kiss on the cheek and headed for the door. "Bye, mom."

"Bye, sweetie." I walked out of the door and putted my earplugs in.

Luckily the Gunnarsens live close by.

I looked around and enjoyed the sun that was shining down on me. I sang a bit along to the music when I saw the house of the Gunnarsens. I walked to the front door and knocked on it, putting my earplugs away. The door opened and I looked straight into two chocolate brown eyes. A tall boy with short dirty blonde hair was standing in front of me, leaning against the door. He had a birthmark above his lip and one of the cutest smiles I have ever seen.

"Hey." The boy said, getting me out of my little gaze.

"H-hey." I stuttered, hoping my cheeks wouldn't heat up.

"Are you here to pick up Chloë?" He asked.

"Uhm yeah, how do you know?" I asked a little confused, still being a little flustered.

"Chloë told me she has a older sister. But she didn't told me you were so beautiful." He smiled while scratching the back of his neck. "So what's your name, beautiful?" He asked me and I now couldn't hold my blush back.

"Y/n." I smiled nervously.

"I should've known that a beautiful girl has a beautiful name." He answered, not letting his cute smile move away from his face.

I started to blush even more.

"And what's yours?" I asked as I remembered I didn't know his.

"My name is-" Just when he wanted to tell me his name, we heard some screaming. He turned around and we saw another boy who looked exactly like the boy in front of me. But he had longer hair.