"I think shopping can wait another day. Since you're living here, why don't we start getting some of your stuff from your house?" Scott said. "You can have that room that you slept in last night." "Okay. Sounds like a plan," I replied. We walked into the sitting room.. "When do you want to start?" I asked. "Whenever suits you," Scott shrugged. "Well, I don't mind. I'm free all day," I said. "Me too," Scott said. "Shall we start now then?" "Okay."
We walked outside, and climbed into his car. "You'll have to give me directions. I don't know where it is," Scott said. "Okay," I said. "When you pull out of your driveway, keep going straight. Then take the second right. After, there's a little private park with a playground and a fountain. In there is the Les Maisons De Luxe. I live in number 3," I explained as Scott followed the directions I gave him m.
As we entered the rounded estate with only 7 houses Scott gasped. "Whoa! You really live in one of them!" He exclaimed. I've heard of this place." "Well, I don't live here anymore," I smiled. Scott pulled up into the driveway. As we left the car, I seen my neighbors, Eleanor 'not el, not Ellie' and Harold Linesburg. I groaned. "Ahh, why hello, Imogen. And who may this be?" Harold asked. "This is my friend,' I replied.
I tried thinking of an excuse to get out of this conversation but I couldn't. "Maybe later you two could come for a spot of tea? But now, Harold and I must be off. We shan't be later for dinner!" Eleanor invited. "Maybe," I said, not making eye contact. "Ta-ta for now."
As me and Scott walked into the house he asked, "Who are they. They seem very posh." "Yea, that's Eleanor and Harold. Eleanor is the type of person who will only take her full name. You can't call her El or anything like that," I explained. "They're from London. Apparently, Harold is a descendant of Queen Elizabeth."
"Hmm. They act like it," Scott laughed. "Okay, so is there any thing in particular you want over first?" "Hang on," I said. I was looking through my post when I found something with hand writing that I have never seen before. "What's that?" Asked Scott as I slowly opened the envelope. "I'm not actually sure," I replied.
When I opened it, I pulled out a letter. "It says;
'To Imogen, You should stop hiding. In the envelope I have enclosed a check. Love from - Your Benefactor" I read out. I pulled out a piece or paper - it was the check. I couldn't believe it."Scott, this check has $500 dollars on!" I exclaimed. "But... Who's the benefactor?" "That's great! But I don't know... I think we should start getting your stuff," said Scott. "Yes, we'll start with my clothes." I lead Scott upstairs and into my room. I pulled off a black bag from the roll and started putting my clothes into it. "Scott, if you don't mind, could you do the ones in the wardrobe?" I asked kindly. "Sure," he said as he started.
"OK, that's the clothes done," I said. We put the bags downstairs by the door. We then went back upstairs. We packed everything I wanted then I remembered something. "Wait..." I said as we were putting the things in the car.
I ran back inside and grabbed my kitten Texas. I then walked out to the car. Scott had nearly finished. He was just putting the TV in. "Thanks but you didn't have to," I said. He turned around. "No, thank you for bringing that adorable kitten!" Scott exclaimed. He gave it a rub. "Her name's Texas," I smiled.
We hopped back into the car and we left for Scotts apartment. We laughed when we realized what we just put ourselves into. "OK, you put Texas and Wyatt into my room and shut the door so they don't get out," Scott said. "Sure thing," I replied. I walked/ran up a few flights of stairs and let myself in with the keys Scott had given me. I grabbed Wyatt and put them into Scott's room.
Half way down, I met Scott who was carrying two bags of clothes. I got two more out of the car. Luckily there was a set of chester drawers and a wardrobe in the room I'm having. After a while all the stuff was in my room. "Want anything from Starbucks?" Scott asked as I started unpacking my stuff.
"Uh yeah sure. An iced coffee will do me," I said. I grabbed $5 out of my pockets. Scott refused. "No, I'll pay," He offered. I smiled. "Thanks" Scott left and I got all my clothes away and nearly all beauty stuff and jewelry. Scott called me from the kitchen. I went out and thanked Scott for the coffee.
I sat down at the table and Scott took a seat next to me. "Have you decided what you're doing with the money from the benefactor?" Asked Scott. "Yeah, but it's a surprise," I smirked. "Awww, please tell me," Scott whined. "Hah, no," I laughed. "Ugh," he groaned. "How is your room getting on? Need any help?" "Nearly done and no thanks, I'll manage. "Okay," Scott smiled, finishing his coffee.
I went back to my room. I finished everything in about two hours. Scott then came in. "Are you done? I need to ask you something," Scott asked, nervously. "Yes and ok," I said as we sat on my bed. "Well um," Scott started, scratching the back of his head. "Being around you, made me realize, that um, I have feelings for you..." He trailed off at the end.
He looked at me, biting his lip, as if he had done something wrong. "I really like you too, Scott. More than friends," I replied back, feeling the butterflies in my stomach. "The thing I wanted to ask you was, will you go out with me?" Scott asked. A big grin spread across my face. "Yes," I nodded.
Scott and I walked into the sitting room. "Earlier I got a text from my friend and she wants me to check on her house everyday for a week, Starting tomorrow," I said. "Where's that?" Scott asked. "Its actually just across the hall," I laughed. "What a coincidence," he laughed back. He then looked up at the clock. "It's three. Wanna go out for lunch? And, you have to eat something," Scott said. "Ok..." I said.
"Why don't we go to Pizza Hut?" Scott Suggested. "Sure," I smiled. We walked down stairs to the car. When we got into the car Scott said, "PTX are coming over tomorrow. You don't mind do you?" "Of course not," I answered.
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Sorry this chapter took a while. School has started and I don't get much free time as I have homework, band practice and for the next few months I'll be focusing on my grading in Karate. So thanks for being patient!
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