Ally's POV*
Zayn and I pulled up to a brick building, the one to which we would live in for a while. The car stopped, sending a weird, yet excited, chill throughout my body.
"You ready?" I asked as I gazed intently at the building.
"When you are," Zayn implied. I stepped out of the car, feeling like a brand new fish in the ocean, and took in the sight of the flowers in the front yard and the neighbor's roudy dog.
"Hush, Spice!" a girl about my age called from the front door. She grabbed the dog, Spice, and noticed Zayn and I standing there.
"You must be the new ones! I'm June, and of course, this is Spice." She held out a pale hand covered in freckles. I shook it, then Zayn followed suit. "I'm Allison, and this is-"
"Oh, I know who he is," she said calmly, "Hi Zayn."
"Hello, June." His face made a small upward curve as he shook her hand.
"Allison, June and I used to go to the same school in year five. We did everything together. We even got expelled together."
"Toilet-papered Mrs. Anderson's classroom," June laughed. Zayn laughed too, and I did suit as June picked Spice up. He was a small terrier, albino I guessed, with its light fur and really blue eyes.
"I'm sorry if Spice was barking too loudly. He's just excited I guess." She stroked Spice's fur softly.
"So, I'll just leave you two alone to look at your place. If you need me, I'm the next flat down," she said with a wink. "Nice to meet you Allison," she said.
"You too, June." I smiled as she walked away.
"She seems really nice," I said walking close to Zayn. He chuckled.
"Yeah, when she isn't getting into trouble. She's bad news, Allison. She's been expelled from five schools in her life, not counting University."
"Damn..." I stopped to think.
"Damn is right," Zayn said. I grabbed my suitcase.
"Let's just go in now," I finally said, opening the door of our flat. My eyes widened as I flipped the light switch. The place was already decorated, as I requested while speaking to the landlord, with a plush, green sofa, decorated with white pillows with ocean blue dots, cream colored walls surrounding the living room, with dark-cherry wooden side tables and a telly stand. Of course, the telly we would have to buy. I grazed my slim fingers on the furniture, my skin moving over the grooves and cracks of the new wooden surface.
"Zayn, isn't it great?" I asked, turning around to face his unshaven face. He had a big smile, as wide as the ocean, with a sparkle in his eyes. He came closer to me, grabbed my waist, and leaned in for a kiss. I leaned in too, as our lips collided, and I felt the wonderful sensation Zayn set off in me. He grasped my waist tightly, and I held his neck intensively, occasionally coming up for air, like I did in the water when I was human.
"Oh, yikes! I'll just-" June's voice traveled through the living room loudly. I jumped in shocked, and so did Zayn.
"I was just going to give you these-" she handed us both a pink flyer with the words Opening Gala written on the front.
"Invites for the opening of the new museum that I'll be working in... you know, if you want to come." I smiled at her, "Why wouldn't we?"
"We'll be happy to attend," Zayn added. June's freckles danced on her cheeks as a warm smile crossed her face.
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