Chapter 9

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Winston pov

Flopping on the couch I turn on the television and watch whatever was on.

My dad's phone buzzed behind me on the dinning room table.

He rushed over and picked it up.

"Hello"

Being too far away I couldn't hear the voice on the other line.

"Yes this is he" my dad said confusing clearly on his stern face.

"Okay"

"When will he be coming?"

"Okay I will look out for him, thank you"

"Who was that?" I ask when he ended the call.

"My sister"

"Why is she calling?"

"You know she works for social services so she is bringing someone that will he living with us for awhile"

"Who"

"Your brother"  he deadpanned

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Amber pov

(3 weeks later)

Walking to my locker I put in my combination and open it grabbing my school crap.

"Hello" someone said from beside me

"Hello" repeated the voice

"Hello" said the person tapping my shoulder

"Oh you were talking to me, sorry"

"Your names Amelia, right?"

I shake my head at him.

"Ava?" He asked

"No"

"Amanda?"

"Nope"

"Ashley"

"Well I have to go to class so talk to me when you actually know my name, Liam fay"

Liam was dumbfounded and the look of confusion clearly on his face.

"I wanted to ask you something?"

"Let me guess to ask what my name is"

"No, do you want to go to a party?"

"What party?"

"My party"

"Why are you inviting me?"

"Because.........I would love for you to come.....what do you say" liam said with a cheeky smile spread on his face waiting for my reply.

"Fine....I will go....where is your party?"

"I will pick you up at 7" he quickly said before walking off.

"Hey Amber" Zach greeted walking towards me.

"Hi"

"Did you see Mic hottie?"

"No"

"How could you not?"

"You going to ask him out?"

"I don't think he swings that way"

"How are you?"

"Mic hottie is coming, red alert, red alert, mission abort!" He said hastily covering the side if his face to hide the blush that was clearly creeping on his cheeks.

Looking down the hall I examine the said hottie. He looked familiar he was about 6 feet tall with mocha like skin he had whiskey brown eyes a chiseled jaw.

"Him?" I ask pointing down the hall.

Zach nodded his head hastily before scurrying away into the busy hallway of students.

I close my locker I walk to class.

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A/N The chapter wasnt much but I hope you enjoyed anyway.

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