Athena's POV:
As we came back we put our bikes back in the garage. On the way inside I took off my helmet. Summer followed right behind me doing the same.
"Where are they?" I ask Sanders as he walks up to us.
"Living room Miss. Hastings." He responds as he takes our helmets from us.
He stops me before I can walk any further.
"Go easy on them my lady, please."
"We'll see." Is all I say.
I walk to the living room and when I enter I can feel my blood starting to boil.
'Oh no, that bastard did not...'
Summer's POV:
I walked in to the living room behind Athena. She stopped so sudden I almost bumped into her. Her whole body tensed up. I looked inside and saw two persons.
The man from earlier who had introduced himself as Greyson. The woman next to him I didn't recognize. They looked alike though.
"Why are you here Mr. Evergreen?" I hear Athena's ice cold voice ask.
Oh, gods...this is gonna get ugly. The venom dripped off of her words as she said his name. I could practically see him getting uncomfortable.
'Please Athena, go easy on them.'
Aquilla's POV:
Wow...in real life she was even more intimidating than in pictures. I was looking at the one and only Athena Hastings, dressed in something else than a pantsuit.
I didn't know the person next to her. But I suppose they were friends considering that she too was wearing motocross gear.
"Why are you here Mr. Evergreen?" She says in an ice cold and rude voice.
'So Grey really had been here...'
"And may I ask who you are Miss...?"
She gestures for me to continue.
"Miss. Evergreen." I respond.
She raises a brow.
"I'm Greyson's twin sister."
She nods. She still looks pretty pist though.
"May I ask what brings you here Miss. Evergreen? Because according to my butler you were here for sketches but I don't think that is why you are here."
"Correct, that is not why I'm here."
Next to me Greyson shakes his head at me.
"Quil, this is not a good idea." He whispers to me, but I ignore him.
"I am actually here to meet you...Athena."
Well now that might've been a bad idea. Yet, I was kinda curious how she would react.
Athena's POV:
"I am actually here to meet you...Athena."
Well, I have to hand it to her, she has some nerve. Coming to my house for literally no reason and then calling me by my first name. She doesn't even know me.
"I'd prefer it if you called me Miss. Hastings." I say trying to keep my cool.
"And why exactly do you wish to meet me?"
"My brother here said you were our new neighbour. I had to see it to believe it." She explains.
"Right, but why tell my butler you are here for sketches and not just to meet me?"
YOU ARE READING
A sketch of life
General FictionSketches are easy to make for these two architects but how will the sketch of life work out for them? Follow Athena and Summer in their weird, funny, loving, troubled and drama filled life.