After I collected my clothes and arranged it myself!Which took like forever to arrange,I always complained that I didn't have enough clothes, not knowing I had too much of it.
I got to find some clothes I had been searching for which I didn't know were are the bottom of my sea of clothes.
I still can't imagine how he got these amount of clothes out of this room through the window without crashing or falling.
I trudged downstairs lazily, stucked my head into the fridge and I settled for bread and jam deciding to take the nutella later.
After eating, as I was about going to my room the doorbell rang.
I opened it and saw a young woman and her little daughter. The little girl might not be her daughter but they look alike.
Sunset locks, somehow golden, somehow orange. Some eyes, same complexion............................ no need to compare the little girl is her daughter.
"Hello ? What can I do for you ? " I said politely.
"Hi, i am Mrs Archer but pls call me Beth and this is Diana my daughter we just came to say hi before leaving........" She wa... well she said I should call her Beth so Beth was saying before she was cutely interrupted by her daughter, Diana.
"We brought cookies ! I am Diana, what your name ?" The little cutie asked stretching out her tiny hands.
I bent down to her height (she should be age four or five) and shook hands with her .
"Hello Diana, I am Wendy " I said before standing up and ushering them in.
"You are welcome, have your sit " I blurted and they sat down with Beth helping Diana up.
"Thank you " Beth replied.
"What can I offer you ?" I asked.
"Nothing, we only came to give you some cookies" Beth answered.
"My mum, doesn't want anything, but I want lemonade.... or rather fruit juice" Diana blurted.
"Which would you prefer ?" I asked.
"Let me see both " she said jumping from the chair and following me to the kitchen where she finally chose that we should all drink fruit juice.
While we, I mean Diana and I, got the drinks for us to take with the cookies, Beth busied herself reading the my novel that was on the table,.
"Here is the drink " I did entering the sitting room and handing over a glass of orange juice to Beth.
Diana sat down and stretched out her hands to get her glass, but couldn't. Knowing that if she got down and carried the glass before sitting it would spill on her nice fluffy gown.
I helped her with glass and asked her to put it beside her on the side stool which was on both sides of the couch.
We got into a conversation, talking about the novel and some other topics before moving on to why the house was scanty.
"You see, my parents travelled for relaxation, so I'm the only one left at home, although they asked me to join them , I just wasn't interested" I replied.
"Oh, now I understand, anyways whenever they call send my greetings" Beth said.
"No problem " I replied.
"So you would be my brother's neighbor" Diana chipped in after finishing her drink which she was busy with that she didn't even realize when we were laughing at her.
"Your brother's neighbor ?" I questioned looking at her before turning back to Beth.
"Yeah we are going to New York today, so we came to drop her brother things and know who his neighbor is, and now that I know I'm glad " Beth said.
"Today, you are going today ?" I asked.
"Yes, night flight" Beth replied.
"Oh, so what time is the flight ?" I asked.
"It's seven " Beth replied.
"It is already past six, I hope I am not disturbing from packing ? " I asked.
"No, not at all, we are done packing " Beth answered.
"Dydy has taken our bags to the airport " Diana blurted.
"OK, but who is Dydy ?" I inquired.
"Don't mind her, the short form of her brother's name is Dy, his name is Dylan, I don't know maybe bcos it's also has the same short form of her name so she decides to call him that" Beth explained.
Holy shit, she's Dylan's mother.
"Finish your drink and cookies so you can be on your way" I said feeling a bit excited.
Hello, I'm speaking to a billionaire's wife and his daughter likes me, oops don't forget that his son is my neighbour. And I even heard she was a designer although I'm not fashion current and I don't buy magazines so I've never really noticed anything about her.
"Do you have a phone ?" Diana asked.
"Yeah " I replied after swallowing the cookies in my mouth.
"Where's your phone ?" Diana asked.
"Here it is, do you need it ?" I said bringing out of my pocket and handing it over to her.
She put it on and handed it over to me to put in the password, I entered my password and return it to her, monitoring what she was doing. She scrolled through the apps and tap on camera.
"Let's take selfie " she blurted putting the phone in front of us and pouted. We took a lot of pictures, she collected her mum's iPhone and we took pictures with that too.
I even made sure to get pictures with Beth too, a prove that I have met dynasty.
"Can I have your number ?" She said cheekily.
"Why ?" I asked.
"So I can call you, because whenever my brother ask for a girls numbers, they give him but when I ask, they don't give me" Diana blurted pouting.
"So can I have your number ? Plssssss " she begged and I smiled thinking of her bro asking for a girl's number in her presence.
" no problem, I'll give you "I said entering my number in Beth's phone and Beth gave me her number.
"It's time to go" Beth announced, standing up.
"Diana, your mum's leaving " I said to hears we stepped outside.
I followed them outside, hugged Diana good bye and waved them off feeling very important.
YOU ARE READING
My Crush Is Crushing On Me.
Teen FictionWendy has a crush on Dylan, the richest, most handsome guy in her school, who is also the football captain. Basically every girl has a crush on him.Everything was fine until he moved in as her neighbour and had his room directly across hers. What Wi...