Novel & Cerita Does My Neighbor Like Me

"I dont have any friends here yet... being new in the city and all." "Oh that is not an excuse, and here... I'll be your new friend. Besides neighbors here love a good party. I'll spread the word." I let out a soft laugh, carefully balancing the line between amused and dismissive. “That sounds like a threat.” He grins. “Only if you make me beg for an invitation.” I tilt my head, studying him. “Are you always this forward with your neighbors?” “Only the ones who live beneath me,” he says, flashing that polished smile again, the kind that probably disarms most people before they even realize they’re being played.

I've always liked reading, since I was a child, so hearing my neighbor comment that I didn't look like someone who read was absurd. I found it a bit offensive, but maybe we didn't start off well. Thoughtfully, I made the decision to talk to her and make peace, maybe this time we would get along. I was never one to have enemies or be intrigued or maybe I didn't even care about people who didn't like me, so I didn't even notice, but with a neighbor it didn't make sense.

I know the 'feminist' brigade might mock me for my 'homely' life style but it suits me just fine. I guess my life would have continued in the very safe vein but for a chance encounter with my neighbour, one day last month. Her name is Anne and she and her husband Dave, have been our neighbours for a little over a year now. We have always got on just fine, chatting over the fence etc but have never really got to know each other well. Some of the neighbours seem to be somewhat unfriendly towards them which I put down to their being black in a very white neighbourhood. As far as I am concerned a person's colour is totally irrelevant. If I like someone; great! If I don't; then so be it!

I push my glasses back on my nose. “One more round.” I agree. I lose, laughably so. He doesn’t gloat or laugh about it though, for that I am grateful, it doesn’t make it any easier to say something yet. “Twenty five. Old enough?” “It’s about my neighbor…” I start, then I tell him about how she’s been all I can think of, she’s everywhere, how I have never felt this way ever, yet it excites me, frightens me, and saddens me because we would never work.

"You did the right thing. Then?" Lin Shi sighed exasperatedly "What then? The man whom I considered a good friend suddenly turned out to be a jerk. Constantly harassing me with new tricks. Humph, it's good I never dated him. Who does he thinks he is? My neighbor is much more handsome than him, I'd rather prefer him...." Noticing what she said, Lin Shi was frightened. Neighbor? When did such a thought crossed her mind. She nervously glanced at Tang Li hoping that her best friend would ignore that.

I hadn't planned on meeting anyone today, least of all, a stranger at my door. "Hello neighbor, " she said, waving, her voice light and friendly. "I’m Lena, your neighbor. I stay just down the hall. I saw you move in just last week and thought I'd stop by to say hello and maybe introduce myself. I hope I’m not interrupting anything."

he said, flashing that charming smile again. I hesitated, biting my lip. "I don’t know... It feels a bit weird, doesn’t it?" "What's weird about sharing a meal with your neighbor? It’s practically a rite of passage," he teased, stepping a little closer. "Besides, I promise to bring the good vibes." I let out a reluctant sigh, feeling my resolve weakening. "Fine, but just for a little while. And no funny business!" "Deal!" he said, practically bouncing with excitement. "Lead the way!"

My favorite show seems boring. I can't concentrate anymore. My mind keeps shifting to my new neighbor and what the days are likely to be like. Will he pretend not to know me or assume that I'm willing to jump back into bed with him? The half-eaten pancake lies forgotten in a plate by my side. I can't even remember what it tastes like. I hear a knock on the door and jump, wondering who it belongs to. “Hey,” my neighbor smiles at me as I open the door.

He knew very well that Zoe didn’t like him, and showing up there would only be asking for trouble. “You look different,” my neighbor suddenly added, studying my face. “Like you’re tired… and you look thinner.” I stared at her. All my life living here, I had never really gotten close to anyone. I greeted people politely and moved on. I had never once stopped to have a proper conversation with them. So how did she notice so much? “I’m okay,” I replied awkwardly. “Thank you for worrying about me.” Then I hesitated. “If Nolan comes again, please tell him I don’t live here anymore.”

Just then, my phone vibrated on the coffee table and I bent over to pick it up. 'FYI, I'm not disappointed.'- Theo. What did he mean by that? Was he not disappointed that I was his neighbor or? Does he think I'm hot?