CHAPTER TWO: SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND?

~ In a relationship with music ~

POV: KAI ALEXANDER FLYNN

🎵 First, I go whip out a boat, no, I can't hit on no brakes.

🎵My life is out of control, I'm telling you nobody safe.

🎵I've been living my life limbo, my ice, it came with a tray.

Evil Jordan by playboy carti was playing indicating that i was a getting a call. I abandoned the watermelon I was trying to cut up and brought out my phone from my pocket. My mother was the one calling and I just prepared myself mentally before answering the call.

"Hey mum" I greeted as soon as I placed the phone on my ear.

"Alex how are you doing? Did you settle in fine? The butler told me you left yesterday while I was shopping with the union ladies. Did you really have to do that?" My mum bombarded me with a batalion of questions and I didn't even know where to start from.

"You were hellbent on making me attend classes from home so I had to leave the house while you weren't around to stop me." I replied shortly.

"Oh Alex" I could hear her sigh from the other side of the phone. "I still don't know why you didn't attend the family university. I really don't know what you are doing in UCLA and at a cheap apartment. If you really want to live alone, you could stay at any of our apartment units. I heard the apartment you are staying in doesn't even have elevators and you use keys, like literal keys to open door. How is that even safe? What ever happened to key cards? Or passcodes?"

I could feel the headache forming as she continued to give me hundred and one reasons why I shouldn't be in UCLA or worse staying at a 'cheap apartment'.

"The house is safe and you don't need to worry about anything. I really don't want to have this conversation right now. And after what happened with Piper, I feel like you should understand me better"

"Sorry son, I totally forgot about that." Her voice went down low and I was starting to feel bad for bringing it up.

"It's okay mum, Let's talk later, I have to go class" I lied smoothly.

"Okay love, stay safe, mummy loves you." I let out a chuckle as I heard her say that before ending the call.

My parents never liked the idea that I applied to study in the University of California rather than the family college_ the Flynn University. It was like a rule for everyone in the family to attend Flynn University and that was of course after attending Flynn Academy. My father respected my decision but my mother still can't seem to accept it. In Highschool, I attended Flynn Academy and everyone knew I was the son of the founders or should I say owners. Well, that didn't end well for me, I got fucked up pretty badly by Piper, my ex girlfriend. And that was how I ended up applying to UCLA and renting the average student apartment, I wanted to be far away from everything that reminded me of my family's wealth..

The sound of the bell ringing jolted me back into reality and I remembered my friends were coming over. I went to the living room to open the door and welcome them in.

"Bro...this apartment sucks. But at least you did a good thing with the interior design" Rowan said the moment he got into the house.

"Hey man" Maverick acknowledged me before going to sit on the couch.

Both Rowan and Maverick had been my best friends right from childhood, Our mothers were part of the union so i guess that was what brought us together. The three of us had an agreement to attend Flynn University but I kind of bailed on them by coming to UCLA. I thought they would be angry that I broke the pact but instead they applied to UCLA too, surprising me because they actually got in. They said it was their own little way of supporting me after my heartbreak.

"We could have just met at the tattoo palour, you guys didn't need to come here" I said after locking the door.

"And miss the chance of seeing your cute little house? No way" Rowan laughed as he scanned everywhere and everything in my apartment.

"Cute what? Bro stop." I slumped on the couch next to maverick.

"Are you going to attend the Fresher's party this weekend?" Maverick asked.

"Why are you asking him? He is definitely going, Bro needs to get some action." Rowan said like i had no choice.

"No thankyou Rowan, I'll pass."

"It's a beach party, I'm not sure you would want to pass on seeing girls in hot bikinis" Rowan shrugged.

That was exactly my scene

"Hot Bikinis? Count me in" I immediately changed my mind and Maverick snorted.

"But on a more serious note, you did a good job with the interior design, it looks like a different world from the outside of the building. But how are you going to convince anyone that you are poor, if this house already looks like this?" Maverick asked and Rowan nodded his end in support before moving over to the kitchen.

Who said I'm convincing anybody that I'm poor?

"I'm not convincing anyone that I'm poor, I just don't want anyone to know my family background. It's that simple. And if by chance, I bring anyone into this house that isn't the both of you, I can just say all the gadgets belong to my uncle. I can cook up a story that my uncle traveled abroad or something so he left his belongings in my care. That would make sense right?" I looked at Maverick for confirmation.

"Dude you are a pro at this lying stuff". He commended me and I chuckled.

"Who wants watermelon?" Rowan announced as he walked of the kitchen with a tray of nicely cut watermelon. Same watermelon I was battling with earlier.

He dropped it on the glass table in front of us and i picked up a piece of watermelon to eat. Few minutes later, we done eating the watermelon so we decided it was time to go to the tattoo Palour. Maverick wanted to get his second tattoo and we were just tagging along.

I changed my clothes and grabbed my motorcycle keys, I left my cars back at home so I could fit more into the lifestyle of an average student. Rowan and Maverick would both get to the tattoo palour in their cars while i was going solo with my bike. We left the house and as i was locking the door, I noticed some dude ringing the door bell of the flat next to mine.

I suddenly remembered the encounter from the previous day, her hazel brown eyes staring at mine as she sweetly asked me to turn off my music. She looked like the typical country girl with the pale pink body hug long sleeve shirt she was wearing and the white flowing skirt all the way to her ankle. Her blonde hair was in a bun which was kind of messy because a piece of hair was falling on her face. Seeing her and the way she dressed reminded me of my ex and I couldn't help but get angry, she had miss goody two shoes written all over her and she even had the nerve to ask me to turn off my music. In what world does that happen?

I walked towards the stairs with Rowan and maverick behind me, but an unfamiliar voice stopped us.

"Hey excuse me, do you happen to know if she is around? Your neighbor I mean." The dude who was ringing the bell earlier asked and I just scoffed.

Maybe audacity was a thing around here, because why the fuck was this dude asking me about a neighbor I only met once.

"You could call her you know" Rowan was the one who answered him.

"Yeah I've been calling B ever since I arrived and her line isn't reachable. Which is funny because we talked just this morning." He explained.

B? Was that a nickname or something? Seeing how he was, i wouldn't be surprised if he was her boyfriend. He had some blue jeans and T shirt on , he also had glasses on. Which was all I needed to know he was a nerd. Was this her type? Interesting.

I think I'm gonna have fun teasing her about this then maybe next time, she would learn to not knock on other people's doors without good reason.

"We don't know dude, we have somewhere to be." Rowan told him and I couldn't be more happy.

"Yeah....maybe she had somewhere to be and just forgot to.......

Maverick's voice faded because i was already walking down the stairs, leave it to Maverick to be the nice one. I went over to my bike and started it, the thought of miss goody two shoes having a boyfriend was amusing and i couldn't help but smile to myself.

This was going to be fun.