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"Hey, (Y/N), we're here," your aunt said, attracting your attention as she pulled up to a beautiful, two-story house.
You awoke from your thoughts and looked out your window at your new house. Your father and uncle decided to move you here for the next few months, in an attempt to give you a somewhat-average-teen life. Your aunt owned a nice modern suburban house in what seemed to be one of the richest neighborhoods in town, but this didn't erase the feeling of longing to be back in your old house at all.
Sighing, you got out of the car to unpack your things from the trunk, before heading inside behind your aunt.
As soon as you were finished unpacking most of your things, you walked downstairs to watch some television. As you were flipping through the channels, your aunt came out of the kitchen.
"Hey, dear, why don't you go explore the town? It might help to get to know where you'll be staying. Oh, and take this," she said, handing you some cash. "Pick something up from Tweek Bros. if you want. Dinner will be ready when you get back."
You took the cash and sighed. You grabbed your winter boots and then your jacket, before walking outside. The snow started to fall down in white flurries all around you as you navigated through the town, seeming to get more lost by the second. Finally giving up, you decided to ask a cute blond with uneven hair and beautiful teal eyes wearing a turquoise shirt for directions.
"Hey, do you know where 'Tweek Bros.' is?" you asked.
Seeming to be shocked that you were speaking to him, he looked up and a deep blush colored his cheeks when he noticed you. He beamed at you in a very friendly way, and replied, "Oh, sure! Tweek Bros. Coffee is just down the block from here. I-If you want, I could show you the way?"
Smiling at his kind offer, you nodded, and responded by saying, "Sure, I'd like that. Thanks."
"N-No problem. I'm Butters, by the way," he said, shaking your hand.
"(Y/N)," you replied.
"I-It's nice to meet you, (Y/N)," he said with a shy smile, blushing, and you couldn't help but find this adorable.
"Yeah, you too, Butters."
As you two began walking, you started to feel more at ease following the cute blond around town. After quite some time of walking around town, Butters suddenly turned to you, curious. "H-Hey, (Y/N), so you're from out of town, right?" The way his eyes glint with curiosity made you blush again, and you smiled.
"Yeah. I'm from Canada," you said with a warm smile.
"Oh, cool, I have a friend from Canada!" he said, beaming. You chuckled. His enthusiasm is contagious, and before you know it, you're smiling too. 'He's adorable,' you thought with a smile.
After Butters showed you to the small coffee shop in the middle of town, you departed ways with the adorable blond and walked inside. You noticed how empty the place looked and instantly started feeling out of place. A lone blond stood behind the counter, being yelled at by a customer who exclaimed that there was too much sugar in his coffee. You rolled your eyes. You walked up to the cute barista behind the counter, who was muttering, "Oh god, this is too much pressure!" under his breath while pulling on his hair as you walked over.
"Hi," you said, trying to attract his attention.
"Gah!" the blond jumped, startled, having been caught off guard.
"Sorry," you quickly apologized, not meaning to scare him.
He looked up and blushed deeply when he noticed you for the first time. When recognition flit across his face, realizing that you must be a customer waiting for their order to be taken, he instantly righted himself. "O-Oh, God, I-I'm sorry! W-Welcome to Tweek Bros. Coffee - ngh - how may I take your order?" he asked, fidgeting nervously, blushing harder.
You ordered (favorite coffee). After he rang up your order, you decided to introduce yourself to the jittery blond, because it wouldn't kill you to be friendly every once in a while.
"I'm (Y/N), by the way," you said with a friendly smile.
"T-Tweek," he said, shaking your hand. You raised an eyebrow, was that really his name?
After your order was ready, you then exited the shop. You took a sip of your drink, letting the warm liquid cool your mouth. 'This is pretty good,' you mused, 'maybe I should come by more often.'
As you were walking home, you texted your friends back home and noticed a group of kids playing a round of basketball in the basketball court right across the street. There was a redhead wearing a green ushanka dribbling the basketball past a chubby brunette wearing a yellow and blue puffball hat, who was yelling at the redhead to pass the ball to him, and a blond wearing an orange parka chuckled at their dispute. The redhead passed the ball to a raven-haired boy wearing a blue hat with a red puffball and rim, who then managed to make a basket. You smiled, 'they're pretty good. Maybe I should ask them to play sometime.'
As you headed home, the snow stopped and had created a nice white Wonderland; you shivered as a cold gust of wind brushed past you. Once you're at home, the scent of (f/f) wafted through the air and made your stomach growl. As you left your shoes near the door, your aunt called to you from the kitchen.
"I'm in here, dear," your aunt called.
You helped her make dinner before you guys sat down to eat dinner. After dinner, you then headed upstairs to your new room that you would be staying in for however long.
Before you came to spend a few months with her, your aunt had decorated the guest room to fit your liking. The walls were painted a beautiful shade of (f/c), with a matching (s/f/c) plush carpet that hugged your bare feet. There was a bookshelf with all of your favorite books and even some posters your aunt decided to put up as well. A computer desk leaned against the opposite wall across from the bookcase. In front of the room stood a stand with your TV on it. The room still wasn’t finished, since some of your things still remained packed in boxes downstairs, so you would have to find the time to unpack your things later, but your new room looked good for the most part.
You sighed and walked over to your new bed, and slumped down on it, feeling exhausted after the long day you had, but also curious as to who you might meet at your first day of school tomorrow.