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A new start

Two

Vic

It has been two weeks since the new neighbors had move in and I had yet to see them. Mike had met them. He was all excited because apparently they are hot and cool. Mike always says that about almost every girl. I grab my laundry detergent and softener from the pantry and put them onto of my basket. I set the basket down as I lock my door. As I turn the lock the door behind me opens.

“You're not Mike”

I turn around to a girl with red hair. Okay I do have to admit she is hot like Mike said.

“That would be correct. I’m Vic.”

“I’m Sofia” she says extending her hand out to shake.

“Mike is actually my younger brother. He comes over a lot so he kinda lives here”

“Gotcha”

“Are you looking for him?” I ask

“No. I just wanted to get you're name, I mean since we’re neighbors and all” she says smiling.

“Well it was nice to finally meet you”

“You too er- Victor?”

I smile and pick up my basket and head downstairs to the laundry room. I load up the washer and pop in some quaters to start it. I need to go into work for a quick meeting. I take one last look at the timer on the washer and head to the meeting.

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I glance at my phone clock. The meeting had lasted a little over two hours. I had texted Mike to please put my clothes into the dryer. The landlord Mr.Diaz hated when people left their clothes in the washers. I pull into the apartmets parking lot and power walk to the laundry room. I open the laundry room door and walk over to the washer I had put my things in; its empty. Their’s three dryers going and one that’s off. I peer into it and sure enough its has my clothes in it. I dump the clothes into my basket and go over to the only table there is and start to fold. I’m halfway done folding when a girl walks in. This girl has purple and black hair. She has headphones in. I bet this is the other chick Mike had mention. I can hear her taking clothes out of one of the dryers seconds later she’s standing next to me folding her clothes. She’s pretty close to me I can smell her fruity perfume. As I bring my basket up to the table to re load it with folded clothes I knock a nice big pile of folded shirts and pants over. My pile makes one of her piles fall over.

“Oh..I’m sorry” I say as I scramble to get my clothes

Maya

The boy with the long brown hair and beanie is folding clothes at the table is the first thing I notice when I walk into the laundry room. I get my stuff from the dryer and go over to the table to fold my clothes. I quickly fold my clothes. I’m almost done when my one of my piles gets knock over. They guys clothes are all over mine. I heavily breathe out.

“Sorry!” I hear him say over my music.

He quickly grabs his clothes and throws them in his basket. Some half folded. Once he’s done, he leaves. I restack my clothes and finish the rest. I head back upstairs. I start to put my clothes away. As I get to the shirts I pick up an unfamiliar grey shirt up. Is this Sofia’s? I quickly figure out it isn’t, it’s too big. It s a guy shirt. Crap It’s his shirt. Just great I don’t even know where he lives to return it to him.

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@Totalbandwhore178
Thank you

StayRadNotSad StayRadNotSad
11/5/15

Nice story