THE NEIGHBOUR [editing 13.7.26]

Chapter 8: 20 Questions And A Kiss

I couldn't wait to be honest. If this ever worked out, we would have an interesting backstory.

Woman finds love after she was whacked by a refrigerator door.

I laughed at myself. I picked out a top and pulled on a pair of skinny jeans. I picked out a pair of skin coloured pumps and put them on as well. I walked to the bathroom near my room and tried opening the door. It was locked.

"PETER GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM!!" I yelled, banging the door.

"NO!" Peter yelled back. I rolled my eyes and walked off, knowing he would come out eventually.

While applying a thin layer of mascara, I heard someone whistle. I turned my head and saw Adam sitting on his chair, a cookie in one hand and his phone in another.

"Looking ugly tonight." Adam said chuckling.

"Shut up, you bum." I spotted the cookie in his hand and realised he had a bowl full.

"Chuck me a cookie." I yelled, reaching my hands out, ready to catch my chocolate delight.

"Why?"

"So my so-called ugly face can be de-uglified, I don't know, just give me a cookie." I responded, giving him an eyebrow wiggle.

"Fine." He said, throwing me a cookie. I caught it and bit on it, enjoying the chocolate melting in my mouth. I grabbed my clutch and made my way to the door. Before I did I heard Adam yell out:

"And by the way, only I can master the eyebrow wiggle."

I smiled at myself and continued walking. Max was going to pick me up at 6:00. He had planned to take me to Santina's, an Italian place down the road. I felt like Italian.

I grabbed a muesli bar and began eating it.

Deja Vu. Last time I ate a muesli bar I was waiting for a boy to pick me up. And that boy was Jason. And Jason broke my heart. Stupid muesli bar.

I opened the bin and chucked the half-eaten bar in the bin. Sorry mate but I'm disposing of you how Jason disposed of me.

A car honked and my heart skipped a beat. Let this be a good night, please, I said to myself, crossing my fingers.

I took one last look in the mirror and grabbed my purse and phone and headed out, knowing I had let my mother know beforehand.

A BMW was waiting outside. I could see Max in the car rapping his fingers on the steering wheel while singing a melody.

He turned his head and he saw me. He smiled and immediately got out of the car, walking towards the passenger seat door. He opened it like a gentleman as a walked towards the car. I smiled and accepted his gesture.

The drive to the restaurant was an interesting one. Max was blasting 'Time-Bomb' from the band All Time Low. And I loved them.

Basically, what you would see when our car passed you, would be two people violently shaking their heads and yelling song lyrics at each other while the bass pumped through the car.

Interesting.

We pulled up at Santina's. I was pretty hungry so I couldn't wait to dig in. My stomach thought so too, making a dying whale sound in front of Max. I blushed in embarrassment.