Alpha King

eight

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chapter eight
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   "Nice house"

I commented to Conner as I glanced around the outside of it.

  It was around three floors high and probably has ten rooms in the house, it's that wide. You can tell that the house will look good on the inside because the outside is just elegant.

There were designed trees, pebbles around the bushes.

Everything to make a house stand out.

Of course, they would, he is the mayor's son, the Mayor will need the best to be the best, right.

   "Thank you," He said heading to the door with me trailing behind him slowly. My eyes were tired of just looking at it. "It's nice when I have it on my own. No parents are home to yell at you," he said with a laugh.

He opened the door and let me in first. Thanking him, I stepped in and looked around.

My thoughts before were right about the house when I stepped in.

  The house looked like a house you'd find in a magazine or on Pinterest or something. It's not something you would think you'd actually see one day.

Conner actually lives here.

The ceiling is so high up compared to mine that it just looks like an ordinary ceiling.

   "Like it?"

Conner asked, breaking me out of my daze.

  I looked at him with wide eyes and nodded. "Yeah, it's so pretty and must be nice to live here," I said to him as he puts his keys down on the table by the door.

He nods and shrugs. "Yeah," he mumbled. "Let's head up to my room,".

  I nodded and followed after him. Going up the spiraling staircase, I noticed how long the stairs were, they must have at least fifty steps.

I could be exaggerating but that's how I felt when going up to them.

I should start being healthy and go jogging or something.

  When we reached the top, I couldn't help but notice boxes scattered in the hallway, with labels on such as clothes or books.

   "My brother is moving out to his new house," Conner said as we slowly passed by the boxes. We glanced at them all.

   "Ouch, why say that with a sour tone brother?"

I jumped at the new voice.

I spun around to see a guy holding a box, looked like Conner so I'm guessing he's the brother.

  He placed the box on the ground, that's when I could see how much he and Conner actually looked alike, they had the same eyes and nose.

He had a pair of grey sweatpants on with a gun'n'roses t-shirt on.

  He looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "I don't believe I've met you before," he said coming closer to us. "Trevor, Trevor Jackson," He said holding his hand out to me.

  I smiled politely and held my hand too his, shaking it lightly. "Evelyn," I said taking my hand back after a while

  He smiled before looking to Conner. "So what are you planning on doing?" he asked crossing his arms.

  Conner had a small glare on him, I don't think they get on that much. The tension in this room, you could cut it with a knife.

   "An Econ project, bye," Conner said taking my arm and began pulling us away from him.