The boy with skinny jeans - 7

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Chapter 7 - The green eyed monster

"Bella ? Will you pop this round to Amy's she must must of left it here yesterday " mum called , holding a cream cardigan.

" Yeah sure , one minute ." Nearly everyday this week my mum has made all of the excuses under the sun up to visit the Field's household. Then when i return she asks me the same question in the same eager tone ...

Did you see Noah ?

I would reply with the minimal answer of no and a shot of disappointment would surface to her face . I would lie and tell her that i did in fact see the green eyed monster but my white lie would become unravelled at mums weekly book club.

I could do without the interrogation.

So off I travelled to next door . I had developed a routine in which I would knock at the door - 3 times for good luck - and would be greeted by Mrs Fields ( who insisted I called her Amy .) Returning whatever possession my mother claimed she had forgot to give back herself. Mrs Fields , sorry Amy would ask if I would like to stay for some refreshments before I headed back on the long journey to next door . Politely I would decline and that would be the end of the cycle until the next day . Today however I decide I would shake things up a bit and go to Luke's before going home .

I knocked at the door 3 times like usual and waited for Amy - finally got it right. After a few minutes had passed I decided  to knock again in case she didn't hear me . This time , I heard a small patter of steps coming from what I presumed was the stairs.

Someone from the underworld must of been looking up at me cackling because the door opened to none other than green eyes himself.

" Bells ! " he exclaimed in a strangley cheerful voice . " What brings you to my humble abode on this fine afternoon ?" By this point I was starting to get scared .

There were only 2 logical reasons for this behaviour :

1) He was 100% high which explained this out of character personality

2) This was his twin brother who knew my name because Noah had told him about their lovely , funny , beautiful next door neighbough

The first one is probably more likely but you never know...

As I was thinking about this , I must of been in a slight daze because i suddenly realised Noah was waving his hand in front of my face .

" Oh umm this is Amy's cardigan " I said while he raised an eyebrow .

" Amy ? "

Returning to my normal composure " Awh don't tell me lil Noweey doesn't know his mummy's real name " I joked.

" No its just she doesnt let people call her by her nickname since ... " he trailed off . Suddenly the atmosphere became a deafening silence.

" Do you want to come in ? " he asked me with a small smile.

" Sure " returning the smile .

I am soooooo sorry , i just couldnt find the time to update . From now on i will be updating more often to get the story moving

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