Chapter 3

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(Y/n)'s POV

I wake up from my wonderful sleep because of my alarm. I lift my hand and slam it on it and that hellish sound dies sown. I still don't like getting up in the mornings, but I had to get work today at the coffee shop. I have to start working somewhere while studying. I lift myself up and look around. My hair is like a rats nest right now, but I don't care right now. Toby is still sleeping nest to me. I sigh and get up from the bed. I start doing my morning routine so I don't look like a zombie. After that I put on my outfit and go downstairs. I start making some breakfast and eat quickly. I get my handbag and check I have everything inside. Toby comes down the stairs and looks at me.

I smile at him, giving him a little wave. I put some food for him and change his water. "Have a nice day Toby! Look after the house for me!" I say to him. He just looks at me and then leaves. I put on my shoes and go outside. I lock the door and walk to my car. It was red Chevrolet Chevelle with tinted windows. It was a birthday gift from my parents and I was so grateful from it. I unlock the car and get inside. I start the car and drive off to work.

After long day at work I get back home. As I get up from the car, I hear some yelling from my side yard. I close the door and lock it. I walk over to the noise to check what was going on. I look behind the corner and see three children at my living room window yelling. "Hey! What are you doing?" I yell at them. I startled them and they turn to look at me with deer in the headlights expression. I walk over and look at the window. Toby sits there, sending them a bored look. When he sees me, he meows and paws at the window.

The children look at me and then run off to their yard. I look after them and shrug it off. I walk back to the front door but as I was opening it a couple was walking over to me. I turn to look at them and smile. "Hello! You must be our new neighbor. My name is Sara Scott and this is my husband Joel." The woman says, offering me her hand. "Hi! I'm (Y/n) (L/n). Nice to meet you." I shake her hand and then turn to Joel and shake his hand too. He looks me up and down and then smiles widely at me.

"Our kids really like your cat. Where did you get him?" Sara asks me and I connect that they are those kids parents. "Well I adopted him from my friend who lives in Phoenix." I said, giving them a forced smile. Sara nods while Joel was still silently looking me, which creeps me out little. "Oh, that's nice. Could our angels play with him sometimes? Does he like to be outside?" She asks and I look at her little shocked. "Well he doesn't like to be outside and he doesn't like to play that much. I'm sorry." I answer her and shift my weight awkwardly to my other leg. Sara looks little annoyed.

"So, who do you live with? Husband or a boyfriend?" Joel asks and I start to get even more uncomfortable. "W-well I live alone. Still waiting for my knight in shining armor." I say to him and force a bigger smile on my face. Sara looks at me weirdly, then she turns to look at my car. "Then whose car is that?" She asked and I felt like I was going to die. "That's mine. I got it for my birthday. I need to get inside and unpack some things still. See you later!" I quickly say and turn around. I get inside, slamming the door behind me. I felt bad for lying but I had to get away from them.

I look through the window and see that they were finally gone. I sigh in relieve and walk to Toby to pet his head. "Did they scare you boy?" I ask him and he meows, sounding more bored than sad. I leave him be by himself and go to the kitchen. I start making some lasagna and Toby comes to the kitchen. He seems to follow me everywhere right now which was little weird of him. Maybe he was little stressed because of the move? I but the lasagna into the oven then go over to Toby's bowl and give him fresh food. He only looks at the food and leaves it. I go to the couch and start looking at TV. There came some stupid TV shows to wait for the food to be ready.

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