Hello Neighbor's Real Name Novels & Stories

"Aah good morning beautiful ladies. Natalia care to enlighten me who is this beautiful woman?"While his eyes were trained on me. "Uh..h M..My bestfriend Zita.Zita this is my neighbour Etienne Martin." "Nice to meet you " Zita said "The pleasure is all mine." "Need any help ladies?" "Uh..no,we can manage".I stuttered. "Sure...Have a good day both of you." "That hot piece of ass is your neighbour?"exclaimed Zita.I sighed.

Maybe she's not aware what's happening around her. ---------------- New neighbor " Hi" our new neighbor approached me. She's same age like me and she had a son and his name was Alexander. The boy looked like a shy type because he's hiding behind his mom. " Hello! I'm Sally and your..." I asked her. She took out her hands inside her dress pocket. She smiled back. " I'm Dorie and this is my son Alexander!" She said. We became good friends since then and I introduced Martha to her son. They became good friends and playmates until they reached the college life.

When I was just looking at my cell phone a message popped up. When I opened the message, it was from the neighbor whose house was exactly next to mine. His name is Mike. Actually I did not know him much. When I used to be in home, I used to play badminton with my sister. One day when we were playing, Mike and some other of his tenant friends came and asked if they could join us. I actually did not know how to play badminton properly. My sister let them also play. So, I came to know him. We did not talk so much when we played. So, I was kind of surprised when the message popped up.

I yell. The neighbor who lives next door opens her apartment door and mad at me “Hey young lady… what time is it!” The old lady says. I walk closer to her in dismay “I’m so sorry Mam… I’m looking for my friend who lives here, do you see her?” I say in dismay. “Ahhh… I think I saw her leave this place hours ago” She says as her temper is getting less. “Thanks for the information mam, I appreciate that,” I say.

It was another guy, appearing before her like one of those teleporting characters from X-Men. Cara blinked, struggling to remember his name. “Wait, what’s your name again?” she asked, though she recognized him as the neighbor who had recently transferred. Will grinned at her, clearly amused. “You really forgot about me? Will Anderson. I’m your childhood playmate, your childhood friend, and your handsome neighbor. Maybe you were too young back then to remember me, but I’ve always remembered you. We’re the same age, after all.” Cara’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “Wait, we’re classmates too?” she asked, trying to piece it together. She hadn’t noticed him before.

I said while rubbing his back "Are you new here?" he asked after a moment of silence. "How'd you know?" "I've seen you're van early this morning, big guys are bringing down large boxes to your new home beside us." "Aww, so we're neighbors?" I giggled and offered my hand " I'm Alex. Alexandra Anderson, but call me Alex. You?" "I'm Dwayne Collins, nice to meet you" he said smiling at me. I just notice that he has two dimples.

That was an odd contrast. "Uh... hi," I said hesitantly, glancing behind her, half-expecting someone else to appear. She beamed, unfazed by my confusion. "I'm Jasmine." I nodded slowly. "Nice." "I'm a friend of your new neighbour." Right. My neighbour. The one I always forgot about until the stomping from above reminded me I was no longer alone in my side of the building. "Hi. I'm Laura," I said, extending a hand, masking my disappointment with a small smile.

"Are you guys playing a new game? Can I join?" "Is... Is this your dog?" "Yes" "Can you tell it to leave me alone? I'm not a bad person" "I don't know that. Daddy says Freddie has an eye for bad guys. He doesn't like them" "I promise I'm not bad. My name is Tanner Hale and we just moved here. We're going to be neighbors"

He was tall, his features sharp yet strikingly familiar—almost as if I had seen him before, though I couldn’t place where. I swallowed hard, my throat dry. "W-Who are you?" Confusion knotted in my stomach as I studied him. Why did I keep mistaking others for Alexander? He reminded me of Alexander, but I knew they didn’t really look alike, just bore a slight resemblance. Was it because a part of me still longed for him, even when I tried so hard to forget? The man offered a calm smile, his voice smooth and reassuring. "I’m your neighbor. My name is Ezekiel," he said. "But you can call me Kiel for short."

I realised I didn't know the stranger’s name. “Hei Schwan, I returned from another country two days ago.” He replied. “My name is Daelyn Blair. Nice meeting you.” We shook hands and I left. I entered the code and the door beeped as it opened. There was a police woman who was asking some questions to the neighbour lady. This is the top floor and there are only two houses up here. One belongs to Alastair and the other belongs to some rich woman and I’m positive that she is single because I see different men leaving early in the morning on some weekends when I usually leave for Leona's house for projects.