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It was the middle of summer, and the heat was heavy like a damp cloth. The air was filled the sweet smell of honey and fresh baked pie.
There was a young girl sitting on her door step. Her name was Lizzie. She was 12 years old and in 6th grade. She had light brown, shoulder length hair, with natural blonde streaks. She had big, bold, brown eyes, that always made her look very curious about the world around her, which she usually was. She was the kind of girl that no matter what happened, she could always put a smile on her face and pretend like everything was fine.
Lizzie lived in a small town in New Jersey, in a little house on Callen Avenue.
Lizzie was an only child. She lived alone with her mother because her father moved away when she was very young. She didn't mind though. Her father was a dreadful man, who cared only for himself.
Nothing was really different about her. She had grown into a beautiful, intelligent, pre-teen, with a lot of friends, and went to a sought out school.
Lizzie's best friend's name is Nick. They have know each other since they were babies. Coincidentally, Nick lived right next door to her.
Nick is a few months older than Lizzie, and can be quite a "show off" at times. He has long, golden-blonde hair that covers half of his face most of the time. He likes to flip it, and brag about how beautiful, and perfect it is. He has bright blue, dreamy eyes, with long beguiling lashes. He's very attractive for a 12 year old, and all the girls are after him. But there is only one girl for him in his world, and that was Lizzie.