New Neighbors and Best F riends The house was silent except for the sounds of his mother making breakfast in the kitchen. He was still asleep as I quietly opened the door and entered his room. Smiling slightly, I sat down on his bed and looked at his sleeping face, pushing his blonde bangs aside. He looked so young when he was asleep, as young as he was the first day we met. Edward always slept without a shirt, f or as long as I could remember he always had. Yet there was something about the way he had "changed" over the years. We were eighteen now, all grown up, right? Um…At least he was eighteen. I was still seventeen…Well the sight of his bare, grown up chest was enough to make me blush for looking yet be unable to look away. To put it straight, he was hot. I had to admit that he totally was. His picture must've been in the dictionary next to the definition of "hot". I had known Ed since the day his family had moved in next door. We were both thirteen at the time. Even way back then, he was pretty cute. But since then, obviously, cute had shifted to hot. His legs were long. He was about three inches taller than me. When had he gotten so tall? The day we'd first met, he was slightly shorter than me. On that warm day in June, I had woken up to the sound of a truck and the ruckus of furniture being moved into the house next door. Going to my window, I opened the curtains and let the bright light pour into my room. I had to shield my eyes from it momentarily until my eyes finally adjusted. But when I uncovered my eyes, the sight of a cute boy standing on a branch of the tree in f ront of my window shocked the crap out of me! When he turned his head and looked at me, I closed the curtains and placed my hand over my chest in an attempt to keep my heart from jumping out of it. He'd scared me, sure, but I'd also immediately thought he was cute. So what was a cute boy doing in the tree in front of my room? I had to find this out. I had every intention of opening the window and asking him this as I pulled back the curtains, but he was gone. 'Maybe it's for the best. After all, I don't think I should question this guy while I'm wearing the clothes I wear to bed…' I got dressed as quickly as I could and pulled my hair back into a ponytail before I went to brush my teeth. As I spit out the toothpaste and grabbed the mouthwash, I heard my mother calling my name. "Winry!" she said as she came up the stairs. "Oh, there you are. We have some new neighbors and I think we should go over there and welcome them to the neighborhood."
