HE IS THE NEW GUY?

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CHAPTER 2

HE IS THE NEW GUY?

LIZZY’S POV

I entered my house after all those weird introductions.

My mum shouted from the kitchen, oh that explains the cookies scents all over the room.

I go through diets and all, but I need my cookies, I literally ran to the kitchen and hugged my mum.

I really missed her, it’s been three months of only video calls and chats.

“hey sweetie.”

“hi mum.”

I replied and pulled back from her warm motherly embrace.

“what happened outside, oh you have seen our supposed neighbor.”

Oh, she knew we were having a new neighbor and she did not tell me or inform me.

“why did you not tell me?”

I whined and later explained everything that happened in the last ten minutes to her and guess what she did?

She laughed her ass out because of my supposed embarrassing moment.

“Mum it’s not that funny.”

I groaned out covering my face with my hands.

But she just laughed the more,

“oh, it is just so hilarious, why would you think a blue Porsche, Porsche I repeat be following you?”

She asked making me look more foolish.

I sighed; it was just a mistake.

“I don’t know mum.”

I tried to take a lick out of the mixture of the cookie, but she tapped my hand.

“get ready, when the cookie is ready, you are giving him a bowl as an apology and welcome to the estate cookie.”

What, she can’t possibly make me do that after explaining everything to her just now.

“Mum!”

I argued; I am not going anywhere. And why did I have such a hot guy as my neighbor?

Immediately she said that, the oven ticked.

She quickly wore her gloves, opened the oven and brought out the freshly baked cookies.

It looked so yummy just like always.

She placed icings on some and arranged them in a little basket which looked like a bowl. Once she was done arranging them in the cute basket, she handed it over to me.

“off you go.”

“mum.”,

I rolled my eye at her but still walked out of the house.

Walking as slowly and carefully as I could to my neighbor’s I noticed that my room’s window was a total see through to another bedroom in Noah’s house.

I huffed; my privacy is gone. And who the hell built it to look like this?

After lots of word of encouragement by myself to myself, I finally pressed the bell.

It did not even take seconds before the door opened, Noah stretched his hands from inside,

I shook it and laughed.

“I am not delivering anything.”

I said making him open the door wide with suspicious eyes.

“what are you doing here?”

Rude!

“my mum forced me to give you her special cookies.”

He raised an eyebrow,

“why?”

What is with all the questions for crying out loud.

“it is a welcome to the neighborhood cookie.”

He stepped aside and I took that as my cue to enter inside.

I looked round the mansion, it was so beautiful, and everything spoke expensive and modest as expected.

“do you live alone?”

I asked because it did not look like there was anyone here other than him.

“yeah, and it gets quite boring lonely you know. It’s just too big. I told my dad, something small but he told me to live in his house here like what the….”

Even though his rambling was kind of cute, I cut him off

“it is okay. Sometimes my mum will travel too and leave me alone in that big house but when you have friends it becomes less lonely and boring.”

And that was true,

I do not know how I would have survived without Liv there with me.

“so, what are you saying, wait these cookies are so delicious, I have to say thank you in person.”

Told him it was her special cookies.

I could not even wait to get home and get my hands on it or maybe I could get my hands on it now.

I sat on the soft couch and faced the TV; a movie was playing earlier on, and I got my hand on a cookie.

“why did you move here?”

I asked taking a bite knowing fully were that he was looking at me.

“why do you want to be my friend?”

He asked back, answering me with a question. I always hated that, but who likes it?

I really wanted to look away from the movie playing but I did not want to look at his face for too long because I know if I do I would not be able to stop. He was just so handsome and he had six packs and all that was also easily seen because he was in a while V-neck top and he was not too big or huge just a little close to 6:0, and I like boys like that not too tall but still tall.

Wait, what am I thinking about?

“you there?”

His voice brought me out of my thoughts. I cleared my throat.

“yeah, sorry.”

My whole face was crimson red giving me up.

“Were you having bad, bad thoughts about me?”

He said in a teasing voice.

I pulled my acts together,

“shut up, you said you were lonely here, so I decided to keep you company.”

I explained with a fake eye roll.

“hmm, thanks.”

He had a little smile on has he said that making me return his expression with a full-blown smile.

“so, my question earlier.”

“oh, it was to attend the ‘The Royals’. Do you know the school?”

He was the new guy,

He was the freaking new guy and I met him before Liv. What a record breaker.

And he sure looked like a very rich person’s son and he was handsomely cute with his baby yet manly face, okay, maybe I should shut up.

“you are the new guy! I attend The Royals too.”

“Really? and what do you mean by the new guy.”

“nothing much, it just means that you are the new guy who my best friend told me was joining our year.”

I explained leaving the unnecessary details.

He nodded, believing that was the end, well he would have too. I am an actress for a reason.

“what do you think about the school?”

“in one word it is great.”

“hmm, cam you tell me more?”

He asked looking really curious. I was not really the perfect person for this type of stuff. Liz was great for this. But I could try to help his curious ass.

“more?”

“yeah.”

“Okay, the school contains different set of people like the popular musicians, actors, entertainers, rich heirs, popular like really popular jocks, big politician children, models, and so much more.

There we are all normal, no paparazzi following us around. And we all attend classes together and all that but during lunch we have it in hierarchy order.”

“how?”

I sighed,

“how do I say it; they use you level of popularity and wealth, but you all get the same food just different sitting arrangements. Courtesy of the students themselves.”

“oh.”

He nodded in understanding before looking up again,

“which level are you in?”

I was not expecting that question.

“top, and we have these special classes like you, obviously as a business heir will have to go to business class with very big leather chair, laptops and lots of comfortable space around you. I am actually in that class too, and also in acting class too.

Musicians, artists, all like that have their own class for that too but other than that it’s still school. Well a special school.”

“thanks for the explanation.”

“you welcome.”

I replied with a grin, happy I helped.

“what about your dad? Does he live with you too?”

“yeah, but he travels a lot. He’s a businessman, the reason I have to take business class.”

“wow, your whole schedule is packed.”

  He was right.

“too packed.”

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