Hello Neighbor Maritza Novels & Stories

She grilled from what she could remember Chardon ate a lot the last time. The neighbors answered: "I don't know if Marigold back, I didn't notice.... What about you guys?" "I don't know, I was in the basketball court a while ago." "Wait, I think I heard someone opened her door." Luz, marigold's landlady said. "Okay, thank you." Said Chardon, he turned around heading to Marigold's door.

My subconscious has already told me that I'll be in hell. I step out of my apartment and roll my eyes inside again. I'm leaving my sweet home with a heavy heart. Though there's no chance for me to return, I hope one day I'll be back here again. I find a brand new white Mercedes waiting at the entrance of my apartment. All of my neighbours are gathered around the gate and a bunch of paparazzi clicking pictures. Martha opens the door as I get inside.

She smiled reassuringly but Caterina didn’t bother to look at her. Martina closed her eyes to take a quick nap but then the car stopped moving. She opened her eyes and she saw they were there. It was another Heliport. “What is with him and Helicopters?” Martina asked herself. They sat still in the car and watched what was going to happen next. The escort that sat in front walked to the back, opened the door at Martina’s side and pulled her mouth. “Most you pull me out? Did I tell you I can’t walk?” she asked yanking her arm from him.

“Marcella Castillo! What on earth did that man want with you?” I turn my head at the frantic words to see my headless flamingo neighbor, who was also my mom's bestie, Maria Gonzalez, run down the sidewalk toward my house. She's waving and fanning herself with the newspaper at the same time. I love Maria. She's a bubbly and friendly woman if a bit too caught up in other people's business for my taste. But my mom trusted her and so do I. Even if she's pushy, she's still got Manny's and my best interests at heart.

Her eyes stayed wide and bright, fixed on Rowan with an intensity that was purely mechanical. "Sit, sit!" Martha chirped. "I've been waiting for the 'Re-Population' event. The Shareholders said you'd be arriving today." Rowan paused, his hand on a chair. "The who? The Shareholders?" Martha’s head tilted to the side with a sharp, bird-like jerk. A low, grinding sound came from her neck. "The... the... Neighbors! The Neighbors said you'd be arriving! I'm so sorry, my hearing isn't what it used to be!"

Her best friend Marjorie. *****************************************

A female voice comes from inside his apartment. "My neighbor," Samuel answers while locking his eyes with me as if the hurt which words has caused will lessen. "Hey!" A beautiful redhead appears beside him and smiles at me, looking at Samuel then at me. "I am Laura, Samuel's wife." "Wife?" No matter how much I could try, I couldn't keep the shock away from my voice as my eyes moved from her to Samuel, hoping for him to say something. But he doesn't meet my eyes which tells me more than anything which I need to know.

Mate Steps approached the door, a deep breath was taken, and my mate entered, I couldn't see her face fully since she was covering it, I continued gazing at her, and she looked at me. Mr Helton cleared his throat and spoke. "You must be a new student, correct? Fleurie?" Her name is lovely. She gave him a nod. " The seat beside Marisa is empty, can you raise your hand?" Marisa is Martin's sister, and I despise her right now since she is sitting next to my mate. When the bell rang and she dashed out of the classroom, I followed her to her locker. I approached her, hoping to strike up a discussion, but she ignored me. Making me stand in the corridor like a fool.

She wrung her hands a little, not out of nervousness, but out of habit. "I'm sorry to bother you," she said. "I live just down the way, the house with the orange tree by the gate. I've been meaning to stop by since I saw you move in." She smiled, a warm, simple smile. "I'm Mara." "Lioren," I said. "And Carl is right behind me." Carl appeared at my shoulder and nodded. "Good morning." "Good morning to you both." She paused, as if deciding whether to say the next thing. "I heard from my neighbor Dorin that you helped clear his yard last week. He said you did good work."