Chapter 1 – Neighbors

It was the most usual morning Amanda ever had. She woke up about 8 Am, fed her kids and took care about her beautiful, small garden and two dogs. Her husband was out for a business meeting and wasn't going back until tomorrow afternoon, so Amanda had lots of free time and decided to read a book, which she got for Christmas, but didn't find time to read.

Amanda was thirty years old, pretty, and fair-haired woman. She lived with her husband Tom and three kids in this little street, called Yellow-field. Amanda was sure, that it's because women here really liked yellow flowers and every spring their gardens looked like one yellow field. The women really loved her life. She had never dreamed about working and having a career. She loved being with kids, working in the garden, waiting for her husband coming back from work and drinking tea with neighbors. Everyone would say that Amanda's life was boring, but she was grateful for it.

However, that day turned into a bit unusual, when Amanda heard something strange. That was like laughing and talking mixed with the sound of cars. She got up from the bench in the garden and moved towards the fence. She was taken aback of the view that she saw. That house, which was empty for those three years since Amanda's family lived here. And now there was a bunch of people. Young people and some small kids were running around, laughing, talking and bringing lots of bags and boxes into the house. The woman stood in a place, where they couldn't see her and started watching them.

At first Amanda couldn't understand who was moving in, but then she decided that was one guy with black skinny shorts and blue shirts. He was tall, slim, muscular, but not too much. He had perfectly fixed brown hairs and his skin was too white for a hot summer day, but somehow looked great on him. Amanda didn't hear what he was saying, but according to his movements and expressions, she felt like he somehow controlled this whole mess. It was amazing how he could do that without screaming or making everyone mad. They all looked like a big happy family.

Amanda couldn't take her eyes of that charming man. When she managed to do it, woman realized that she was probably stalking them for a long time, because most of the boxes and bags were carried to the house and some of those people were already leaving. She saw how the white skin man shouted something to the group of other mans and kids playing with ball and laughed a little with a short woman next to him. Two mans and a little girl with straight brown hairs separated from the group.

One of mans was tall and strong and had the same colored hairs as that girl, so Amanda decided that it's probably her dad. He was also holding her hand. The girl looked like a small copy of her mother, who was standing next to the white-skinned man. The other one was much shorter than his friend. Amanda chuckled a little, because the height difference was so ridiculously big. The man wore checkered shirts and grey shorts. His hair was short, but curly and she could see those free curls playing childishly on his head. He was cute.

Three people went to those, who were waiting and started saying goodbye. They hugged each other several times, and a little family, that strong man, short woman and their daughter, got into car. Then something happened that was the most shocking thing Amanda has ever seen in this quiet street. While both mans were waving goodbye to the car, the shorter one hugged his friend from behind. It wasn't a usual friendly hug. It was much longer and Amanda felt that was something more in it, but couldn't understand what. She wasn't sure, but she saw how the curly-haired man kissed his friend on the neck. Amanda quickly convinced herself that it was a mirage. They stood like that for a few minutes. After that the white skin man turned around and walked back to their house along with other. That whole time they were tightly holding hands.

When they disappeared, Amanda came back to hear bench, where the book was left open, and sat down. She felt a little confused. First of all, that house in their neighborhood has never had owners, so she couldn't understand how that young man managed to buy it. Second of all, she felt something mixed with fear and curiosity. Those people out there were so… She couldn't even describe it correctly… They were strange, interesting and so different from everyone that lived in this street. They laughed out load, talked easily and behaved so confidently. She thought to herself that maybe one day she will find a word to describe them.

The other part of the day Amanda spent drawing and playing with her kids, cooking and reading. She did it all inside, because felt a little afraid. She clearly won't want to make a fool of herself if someone caught her spying on new neighbors. But the curiosity was killing her inside. She heard the last cars leaving. That meant that the man was already alone.

At the evening when Amanda's kids sat on the couch to watch some TV, her curiosity won and she decided to go and introduce herself to that new neighbor. She baked an apple pie, put on a new dress with pink flowers, told the kids to be nice and left.

It was the same as going to her familiar neighbors, her friends, who like talking about books, kids, gardening and drinking tea with her. She was completely sure that it was the same. But why did she felt a little different? Nevertheless, it was Amanda's responsibility to be welcoming and get to know new people better, because she was the head of their street council.

However, she walked straight to the house and hardly knocked on the doors. It didn't even have a door bell yet. She heard the music coming out of the house and it calmed her down. When she knocked, music stopped and two voices came out. Amanda felt nervous.

"Oh, Hello."

Door was opened by that tall man with white skin. His voice was higher than Amanda imagined, but he sounded like an angel. The most shocking thing was that he didn't wear any shirts and his pale chest was open to Amanda's eyes. She blushed a lot and just wanted to disappear. She didn't know if the man didn't realize that he was half naked or just didn't care, but he smiled so kindly that she relaxed and started talking.

"Hi. My name is Amanda Vegas. I live in your neighborhood" She pointed at her house "I'd just like personally welcome you to the Yellow-field street."

"I'm Kurt. Nice to meet you" The man smiled wider and shook her hand.

"I baked you this cake. I want you to know that if you have problems or questions you can always come to me. I'm the head of our council." Amanda smiled again. "I hope you'll like it."

"Oh god, it's so sweet of you." Kurt said smiling even wider. "Blaine! Blaine! Come here, we have a guest!"

Amanda shivered. She didn't expect that. Did this man have another guest? Or maybe it was one of his friends, who haven't left yet. But she didn't know how wrong she was.

When that Blaine appeared, her eyes almost jumped out of her head. It was the same curly haired man, who she has seen before, the one, who hugged Kurt before. He was only in his shorts too. He smiled softly and shook her hand.

"Blaine. Nice to meet you"

"Amanda" Kurt said.

"Yeah. Nice to meet you, Amanda." Then Blaine slightly embraced Kurt around his waist and pulled him closer. "Why do you keep our guest outside, Kurt? Please, Amanda, come in."

Amanda stood still for a moment. It was obvious that Blaine was going to live here to. It was strange. She felt something fretting inside like committing a crime. Those boys, no men, who were standing in front of her, looked like aliens, but that strange feeling inside told her that it was no way back now. She had to get to know Kurt and Blaine better, so she stepped inside. Amanda couldn't even imagine that with that step she started the most interesting and dangerous journey in her whole life.