Hello Neighbor's Son Novels & Stories

I said worriedly as I looked around the room. “No, you don’t understand. Oh My God! Oh God. Come Alessio, you can’t be here.” She said as she started to pull me away from the room but I fought back, standing my ground. “No I can’t. My mom is here and she promised me she was going to take me out today to Disneyland.” I said as I held the door frame to avoid Mrs Johnson taking me away. “Hello. Yes 911. There’s a dead body here. My neighbor commuted suicide. Please help, hurry she has a four year old son.” Mrs Johnson said to the phone and I froze.

In the room, Sean thought a lot when he said he didn't want to be disturbed by Angel. He also thought he shouldn't have spoken so rudely. And Harriet... he felt bad for his little daughter. Harriet must be disappointed that he didn't come to meet their new neighbour. To be honest Sean wanted to know his little daughter's first friend. What is the boy's name? Noah? Noah Anderson? Why was that name familiar to Sean?

First of all, it is almost impossible to leave my house without being noticed by Dad but I had other ideas in my tiny head. Before starting today with a breath of fresh air and some yoghurt to warm my stomach, I made some arrangements with my neighbour's son, Clag who was a year younger than me. Merely looking at him, it was obvious he was the kind of nerdy guy who was only interested in games, books and a little charity work.

"You are never going to tell me about the neighbor nextdoor, right? Don't think I don't have my eyes on you, kid." Believe me I didn't see that coming. I felt warmness creep up my cheeks as it always did whenever thought of Emem crossed my mind. Noticing the intent gaze my mother was giving me, I covered it up. "By the neighbor nextdoor you mean the slim dark girl?" I pretended not to understand, "what happened to her and why should I tell you about her? She's your neighbor too. You could just walk up there and do the enquiries." "Don't act like you have no idea what I'm talking about." She said.

I mumbled, feeling lost in thoughts. We are quiet for a while until he opens his mouth again. The things he spews has be clenching my fists. “I have a best friend now. Just like you and Uncle Gabe have Uncle Travis as your best friend” he begins. “That’s good” I was in no mood to chat. My mood was soured. Noah didn't seem to get the hint though. He kept talking. “His name is Gunner and he is our new neighbor. They moved in about a week ago”

A guy a few centimeters shorter than me, dark and comical. “ Good to have you back! “ Jason said excitedly, giving me a hug that took me a while to respond to. “ Half a year has passed... “ I say distancing myself. “ I miss you! You're one of the best cops here. “ Jason nodded. “ Here I am... “ Let's catch this killer, he's in a dangerous neighborhood! Are you ready? “ I was born prepared. “ He said determinedly.

“ Well I guess we’ll be seeing each other soon.” Fuck. The boy who is bullying my daughter is my enemy's son. As we were walking away I saw my son Nicky walking with my other daughter Sofia then watched as Shane’s son Hunter was staring at her. “ See you around, Princess.” Jaxon said as he and his group of friends watched us get into our car. As we pulled away I looked at them in the rearview mirror noticing that both the boys were now watching us. I had a bad feeling I would be seeing more of those two.

In the midst of the chaotic tension, there was a sudden bang! Vera’s precious son just kicked the door open. His eyes were bloodshot. He roared, “Enough already! You old hag, did you seriously call our relatives over to help you? Let me tell you right now, you’re going back to the countryside, and don’t you dare think I’ll ever support you again!” After his tirade, he looked around and noticed that everyone was staring at him. Their faces were dark and murderous. He snorted. “What? Are you all seriously thinking of helping this old hag? Let me make myself clear, whoever helps her can take responsibility for supporting her forever!”

Now, he's here in my house, and I'd have to live with him? Someone should pinch me back to reality. “Yes, so, sit down so that we can talk,” Mom replied flatly. “Please, have your seat,” She said to him. He sat, but wasn't relaxed. Tension radiated from his taut shoulders and I wondered why it was that way. Did I make him uncomfortable? Why couldn't he look at me properly? “He's your late father's best friend. His name is Rowan Myers,” She dropped the bomb. A chuckle slithered out of my mouth, slowly transcending into laughter. Best friend indeed.

I breathed, maybe a little too loud, because he heard me. His head tilted slightly in curiosity. "Oh, hey. You must be new to 5A?" "No, no, just visiting," Dad answered, patting my shoulder. "But my daughter will be working for the Walkers." Archie grinned. "Guess that makes us neighbors, then. I live next door." "Great," I squeaked, my voice way too high-pitched.