Bart Simpson sat on the end of the driveway outside his house with his face in his hands looking very glum. Someone had stolen his skateboard, he left it outside for one second while he went to go get a glass of water, and it was gone. Bart was grumbling to himself staring at the pavement when he saw his skateboard roll in front of him. He looked up and saw a girl about his age sipping a slushi.

"Hey" she said.

"You stole my skateboard!" he accused.

"Hm, I prefer to use the word borrow" she said

"okay listen" he stood up and took a good look at her, he froze in his tracks, she was pretty in an odd way. Her hair was the same colour as her skin and at went to her shoulders then stopped in spikes.

"Who are you?" he asked snapping out of his trance.

"I'm Barb Timpson, who the hell are you?" she said

"Oh my god" his mouth dropped open, he just stared for a while.

"Well?" she asked finally "Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm Bart Simpson" he smiled weakly

"So you're Bart, yeah we were warned about you, we just moved here" she said

"Cool, how do you like Springfield?" he asked

"It's alright, I guess, it's a lot like the place we used to live, Winter-meadow" she shrugged

"Oh, haha" he laughed nervously

"You okay?" she asked

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine-" he started but was cut off

"Bart, time to come in now" called Lisa

"Who's that?' she asked as she gave an annoyed look to Lisa.

"Oh, just my little sister Lisa, she's not worth knowing" Bart said

"I heard that!" Lisa yelled out the door.

"Yeah, I got a little brother, his name is Linus, he's really smart, it makes me sick, school's not my thing you know?" she smiled

"Oh, yeah, I know. What grade are you in?" asked Bart

"Four, forever more, or at least that's what my last teacher said, boy was she happy when I moved"

"Hey, I'm in fourth grade too, Miss Krabappel is my teacher, she hates me"

"Don't know why, you seem pretty cool" she said quietly

"Yeah, I am, so do-" he started

"BART" yelled Homer out the door "BART TIME TO WATCH T.V"

"I better go" he said

"Yeah me too" she said, she hopped on the skateboard and started to roll away.

"Wait" he called after her, she stopped and turned around "That's my skateboard"

"Yeah, I know" she said in a super-sweet fake voice "Thanks" and she rode away.

When Bart came in he was in awe, he never met someone so much like him before. He sat down with his family but wasn't really paying attention to the T.V.

"What's the matter boy?" asked his father " why aren't you enjoying the warm glow of the T.V?"

"It's nothing" he sighed

"No, it is something" said Lisa

"Shut up Lise" he hissed

"Bart was talking to a girl" she stretched the word girl into three syllables.

"Oh isn't that nice" said Marge, while Bart glared at Lisa "What was her name?"

"Barb, Barb Timpson" he sighed

"Oh well that's nice, I would love to get to know her parents" said Marge

"No, mom don't, my only chance with her is if she doesn't know about our family" begged Bart.

...Mean whiled at the Timpson house...

"No, mom don't, my only chance with him is if he doesn't know about our family" begged Barb to her parents

"There is no way you are spending time with an boy I haven't met" decided her father, Hunter.

"Your fathers right Barb" agreed Mary, her mother.

"Barb's got a boyfriend who she's ashamed of" Linus teased

"shut up Linus" she yelled

"Where do they live?" asked Mary

"Just down the street" she mumbled

"Oh how nice, they're are neighbours" said Marie happily

"They have to be better than our last neighbours, the Clanders" Hunter shuddered.

"Oh, Bart's never going to want to hang out with me again" groaned Barb

Down the street you could almost hear Bart complaining.

"Oh, Barb's never going to want to hang out with me again"