You had lived on Astelia Avenue your whole life. Your street had become one where many fond memories were made. Your next door neighbours however, didn't agree, and had recently moved out.

Rumour got down the street quickly of the new family moving in next door. The Bernards? That didn't sound right...

It was a hot, sunny day, when the family made their first appearance and began moving in. Your mother, ever the friendliest neighbour, decided to bake some cookies, drag you down the porch and across the lawn between your homes, to greet the new family and welcome them to the neighbourhood.

The door opened, revealing a relatively tall boy, definitely taller than you, though he looked around your age. Dark, sweat stricken locks fell across his forehead, as dark eyes took in the new characters on his doorstep. Your mother smiles brightly.

Mother: "Hello there! We are your new next door neighbours! We came to welcome you to the neighbourhood!"

She beams.