I open the door to see a man in a white suit. His hair a sleek black, a white fedora tilted sideways on his head, his pair of glasses shone in the pale moon. He looked at me with a cold blue gaze,
'Sir, can I...help you with anything?' I started trying to be as positive as anything even though this man standing right in front of me had interrupted my dinner >:(.
'Ah, yes' the man replied, as if he had been snapped out of a daydream.
'I would like to inform you that your bills are overdue' he continued wearily. SHOOT SERIOUSLY? I thought panicking, if I didn't think fast in the next couple of days we would have to sleep on the streets!
'Hold on...' I say without waiting for his reaction I race into the kitchen leaving the door shut in his face.
'Guys... We need money NOW!' I blurt out my heart racing
'Okay, okay calm down, its going to be okay, whats the problem, and why do we need money?' Nelle says reassuringly. I breath in and out.
'Are bills are apparently overdue'
'Oh... wait let me handle this.' she says. Phew... I thought, but still tense. I sit down and start to nibble at my food. Serena puts her black socked feet on the table and leans back on her chair tilting her head upwards closing her eyes. This is known as "relaxing" but in this case nobody was feeling relaxed.
*.A few minutes later.*
Nelle trots back into the kitchen I ask through a mouthful of food.
'Are we okay? are we not homeless, are we going to starve!? I stare at her concerned
'nah its okay, I told him that this houses rent has been paid long ago and that he must of got the wrong address. I also told him we are only 16...'
'Oh... alright...' I reply half relieved and half stressed.
'Although he did say something about conditions' Serena opens her eyes and stares at Nelle wearily. I start to feel tension building up again.
'What kind of conditions' Serena says in a slowed voice.
'Well, that since we're still 16 we apparently need supervision as we are not legally allowed to do somethings that are underage, whatever the heck that means, but it can't be that bad right?' she says sheepishly
*.7:54 AM Saturday- the next day
*The doorbell rings* Oh my gosh, are you serious I think as my eyes flash open. I stomp down the stairs, through the hallway and up to the front door. I open it to see a boy approximately 2 inches taller than me standing on the welcome mat. No doubt he looked similar to the man we saw last night, sleek black hair the ends dyed dark purple. Blue crystal eyes, perfectly tanned skin. He was wearing a red Gucci hoodie with black leggings and Gray Nike trainers.
'Oh uh, hello there sir, can I help you with anything?'I say awkwardly
'Hello there, is this house number 15?' he says he asks questioningly.
'Yes, wh-' before I could finish my sentence he slyly slips past me and into the living room. What the heck?? this random boy just entered the house I need some assistance to get him out or at least ask him why hes here I thought. I run quietly to Nelle's room
'Nelle there is the weird boy who entered the house without permission and I don't know what to do.'
'W-what' She croaks rubbing her eyes from her sleep.
'Just follow me...'
YOU ARE READING
.*Three girls one boy.*
Fantasy*.There is one boy, who lives a average life, he shares a dorm with three girls, what could possibly go wrong?...*
