Chapter Nine

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After many, many minutes of walking. He finally turned to a street. A street where the rich people live. And he turned to the first house to our left.

I looked up at the house in awe. It has a nice cream color. And it looked like it has three floors. With balconies in front of me, and it has a garden with all kinds of flowers. With a fountain in the middle. He walks up to the door, pulling out a key, and putting it in the hole and unlocking it. He walks inside, and I follow.

"Max! You here?!"he yells. And I walk forward, while he closes the door behind me.

I look around. In front of me, there's a staircase. And a hallway underneath. Then there's another hallway to my right. Much wider. Then to my left there's a HUGE living room. With black leather couches. A glass coffee table. With a t.v. that takes up most of the wall. And a shelf full of DVD's. Then on the other side of the room, there's a closed door. So I don't know what's beyond it.

"Hey, brother!"someone shouts. I look around for the person. And some guy comes walking down the stairs.

When he comes down. He smiles down at me. He's tall, like he's taller than Anthony. And they almost look alike. Except Anthony is way hotter. Wait.. Did I just say that?.... "Who's the chick?"he asks Anthony.

"Max, meet Zoe. My friend. Zoe, meet my brother, Max."Anthony says.

I take out my head. And give a smile. "Nice to meet you."I say.

He takes my hand, and smiles aswell. "Nice to meet you too."he let's go. "It's nice to meet a friend of my brother's. He never introduces me to anyone of his friends. You seem really sweet."

"Shut up, Max. It's not my fault people don't like me."Anthony says.

"No, you just don't open up."Max says.

I look up at Anthony, smirking in entertainment. "Uh, no wonder. He doesn't open up to me either. I think it's a problem. But don't worry, I think I'll fix that. "I say.

And Max laughs, and pats Anthony on the back. "I like her already. You've picked good."he comments.

I roll my eyes and scoff. I flip my hair over my shoulder dramatically.  "Please, he didn't pick me. He's under my spell."I says, cocky.

Now Anthony rolls his eyes. "Please."he scoffs.

"No, no. I thinks she's right. How did you ever become friends with someone like her?"Max asks.

I glare at him. "What's that suppose to mean?"I ask.

"Oh, no no. I didn't mean it that way. What I mean is that Anthony here. Gosh, he's just such a loner. He never let's anyone in. He never talks to anyone. Except me, of course, and Natalie."Max says.

I look over at Anthony, confused. "Natalie? Who's Natalie? "I ask.

And Anthony winces. "He didn't tell you?"Max asked, confused as well.

I shake my head, "Obviously."I say.

Max shrugs, and stuffs his hands in his pockets. "Doesn't matter, not a big deal. Natalie's our little sister. She's at school right now."he says.

"Oh."I mutter.

"Well!"Anthony shouts, putting on a smile.  "Um, me and Zoe are going to go upstairs. I'll see you later. Do not disturb."he says directing it to his brother.

"No promises, brother."Max said, patting his brother on the back. Then goes to the living room.

When he leaves, Anthony takes my hand. Pulling me upstairs with him. "Come on, let's go."he says.

I look back to the living room. But Max isn't there. "Where are we going?"I ask.

"To my room, calm down."Anthony says, and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I pull my hand away, and hit him. And walk up, side by side with him. "Don't underestimate me."I look straight ahead, but I feel his gaze on me as we walked up. And I didn't bother looking back.

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