Once Upon A Starr

Chapter 10: My Few-Blocks-Away Neighbor

Starry's POV

I can't help but laugh at his facial reaction, "Worth it, huh?"

"Ves feeza e'er!" he replied with a full mouth.

"It is, isn't it?" He might be talking in 'full-mouth' language, but I completely understood any word he says. Remember, food lover over here.

We arrived at Telli's thirty minutes ago and although we were the hungriest human beings in the planet right now, we tried to wait for our order, which is outrageously many.

He ordered Telli's Full House Pizza, Hawaiian Overload, Beef and Mushroom, two baskets of fries and gigantic shakes. My eyes literally popped out as soon as three waiters brought out our food. Imagine that it took three freaking waiters to serve our orders. Crazy huh? But I wouldn't complain, I'm in heaven right now.

If heaven looks this good, I'd rather die early. Yummy.

"How do you know this place?" he replied after swallowing the food in his mouth.

Oh, his mouth. His lips. I just wanna taste theeee.. No no no! Stop it right now, brain! Erase, erase, erase.

Did he say something? I clearly forgot he asked me a question! It's not too late to reply, right? Maybe, I should pretend that I haven't heard anything. Should I?Uh! What the hell! I'm going to reply. "Oh, my friend owns it. I've been eating here since it opened."

He just nodded and continued with his meal while I sighed with relief.

He's so cute when he's hungry. Starr! Seriously, stop it!

I guess I should forget his cuteness, hotness, handsomeness, yumminess.. Oh, for the love of steak, Starr! Right, right. Erase, Erase.

I should just ask him questions, maybe get to know him some more. Yeah, I should do that.

"So, where you from?" I kind of caught him offhanded so it took a while before

he answered me, "Hmmm.. Sydney."

"Downtown Sydney?"

"Yeah," he replied.

I felt excited knowing that we might have been neighbors all along so I continued our conversation squealing, "Really? Me too!"

Confusion was evident in his face which made me decide to continue. "You see, my home is here, in the beautiful town of Byron Bay, but I have been living in Sydney for past six years. I work there."

"Ohh. Were you my hot blonde neighbor? But you're brunette?" he joked.

Ouch. Does he have someone already? That hurt but I gave him a forced smile and replied anyways; "Probably not. Never been blonde in my entire life; I love my roots."

His smile faded when he noticed my foul change of mood and asked me where in I live in Sydney, instead.

"Kent Street," I replied nonchalantly.

"Really? Me too!" trying to imitate my reaction earlier.

If he's trying to make me bright and shiny, again, it's actually working.

"You do?" asking curiously with a small smile.

He grinned once he knew that I'm back, "No, not really."

I snickered and threw him the fries I was holding while muttering, "Evil!"

He laughed and continued, "We're practically neighbors; I live in York Street."