Strangers

Chapter 3

~Noah's POV~

    It was about 6 am when I heard my phone alarm ringing playing an annoying tune that sounded like the Minions. Groaning, I reached over and tapped the snooze button before closing my eyes again drifting back to sleep.

My happiness was short lived because my Aunt Sherry came into my room and began to gently shake me, " Noah? Honey? It is time to get ready for school. I want to get you there early so you have enough time to find the main office." She took her hand a gently pushed my hair back from my face and patted my stubbly cheek," And maybe you would like to shave so you can make your best impression! I also forgot to mention but I have already sat out your school uniform and got you a new pair of shoes." Hearing her say something about new shoes I sat up looking at my aunt with hazy eyes before tossing the blankets off and getting up to shower.

My aunt Sherry lives in this big mansion that is filled with 6 rooms, each with a bathroom attached. I had just moved in with my aunt over a week ago which left me plenty of time to do some decorating. I had already plastered large bedroom with band posters and pictures I had of all my old friends, I had already changed my bed sheets to the black ones I always used , and my tan bedroom floor was covered in boxes and clothes as I tried to make this place a home for me.

Once I entered my bathroom, I turned on the shower and began to let the water heat up as I went to the sink and shaved my little bit of stubble my aunt mentioned before jumping in my steamy shower and washing myself with my favorite sandalwood bath wash. Getting out of my shower, I towel dried my hair then took some of my Crew styling gel into my hair slicking back into a quaff.

After my hair was just the way I want it, I headed back into my main room where laid out on my bed was a shirt, pants, a tie, and those new kicks my aunt got for me. Picking up the crème colored shirt that had a small tiger emblem on the each point of the collar, I slipped my arms in the given holes and instantly knew I was NOT gonna like wearing this 8 hours everyday;The fit was slim and hugged my carved chest & made my bronzed skin stand out more. Slipping into the dress pants, I realized that if I was back home I'd be a laughing stock but here, its expected. The dark navy pants had a stark crease down each leg making it more embarrassing thinking of what my friends would say; The tie was the same color as the pants and had a larger tiger etched into the material with a fine gold thread that shined when the light hit it just right.

Now the shoes are HOT- like fresh off the market kinda hot; they are Gucci's "New Ace" sneakers that are $150 for each pair. Grasping the shoe in my hands, I stared in awe at the tough red, white, and black leather that sat upon a sturdy rubber sole- each thread was so precise and clean that I drooled looking at just the craftsmanship; the Gucci emblem was delicately placed on the tongue of each shoe making what I thought was fake, totally real.

My aunt honestly is pretty rich, she has her own security company that provides big companies,with big security needs, and lots of money. My uncle left her awhile back for some younger woman; Looking at my aunt I can't believe why in his right mind he'd go for someone else. My aunt has this beautiful silver/grey hair that fell a little past her chin, she has these beautiful ocean blue eyes that speak about the wonders of the world without her having to say anything, her lips are slightly wrinkled but sat delicately on her strong bone structure, and her body has this strong muscular look to it but she moves gracefully.

   Slipping on the watch my father gave me before he left rhe bus station, I jogged down the stairs and made my way to the kitchen where my aunt sat with a plate in front of her piled with waffles and bacon along with a similar plate across the table from her along with a cup of black coffee. The aroma around the kitchen was so very delectable and I couldnt wait to dig in to the delicious food that waited for me. "Noah! I've been waiting for you to come down! How does your uniform fit? I was guessing your measurements." She said with a warm smile and a hand out casually inviting me to sit across from her. Taking her cue, I sat and immediately dug into the food that was calling my name. Man she can cook, I thought to myself as the sweet waffles danced with the strong maple syrup in my mouth and the way the salty crisp bacon melded so perfectly with the sweetness, I'm in heaven.

  Wiping my mouth after swallowing the large amount of food I just devoured, I responded to my aunts question, "The shirt is a bit snug but I'm presuming it's because of the slim fit and the pants make my butt look awesome, of course, and the shoes are so rad! How'd you even get a hold of them?" I asked,  gawking at the new kicks that would make anyone jealous. "Well honey you just need the right connections! Finish up or you'll be later that I'd like  you to be on your first day." She gave me a playful wink before standing and placing her plate on the counter before going out to the car. Doing the same, I rushed to catch up to her and headed off to my first day of school.

Backstory:
Noahs mother left his father and him about 3 years ago. His mother was a struggling drug addict and ran off with some dealer she had been seeing.