The-neighborhood-celebrity Novels & Stories

I would just blame it on the landlord! That night, when the new roommate came home from work, I excitedly rushed to the computer and turned on the live stream. I wrote an attractive title. [Supermodel Live Stream!] Soon, my old audience finally came in floods. "Hell yeah, you're back!" "We've waited for you for half a month! It was such a long wait!" Everyone saw the beautiful lady being live-streamed, and the gifts and money started pouring in. I was in such a good mood that I even hummed a song to myself.

She was used to quiet nights, stars, warm porches—not city rooftops, neon lights, and mysterious neighbors. Inside, the elevator hummed as it climbed to the tenth floor. Ruby watched the numbers light up one by one. Eight. Nine. She swallowed hard. Ten. When the doors opened, music hit them. Loud, pulsing, rhythmic. Not rude, not angry—just… wild. The hallway lights flickered red and gold compared to the calmer lights downstairs. Ruby stepped out carefully, clutching her backpack. At the far end of the hall, their new neighbor’s door was cracked open—just enough to spill voice, laughter, and music into the hallway like an invitation and a warning at the same time.

At all. Celine: [Nothing.] Reading her mother’s reply, Serena’s brows met. She couldn’t help but silently mutter, “What the -” Then, her mother goes on. Celine: [Our new neighbor booked Sweet Cravings Atelier. They are the best caterer in town! I don’t care who moved in, but I do care about the desserts.] Celine: [So, we are all going, and let’s be excited about the desserts.] “Okay,” Serena raised a brow.

The narrow hallway of the rundown complex was soon packed with neighbors and live-streamers looking for a spectacle. The old woman living next door, who never missed a chance to take advantage of me, was now spitting into the camera lens just to suck up to Rosalie. "Oh, that Theodore boy has always been a mess!" she crowed. "He's always bringing sketchy girls back here, and they often cause a ruckus in the middle of the night." The chat overflowed with comments calling me a "scumbag", a "con artist", and a "piece of trash".

One caught my gaze; the three siblings were grinning so wide at the camera but they looked younger in the picture. Noah looked less manly or masculine, rather he had thin muscles with a cute face. He looked like a charmer. “so, we have an actress as our neighbor next door now.” My heart thumped at the sudden voice. I turned to find him standing right in front of me, staring at the pictures before facing me with a blank look not like when he was with his sister. “lucky you.” I simply replied, and before you ask, yes, he was still shirtless.

Smith The meeting continues for more than an hour. But my mind is not present. I wonder for the past few minutes about my new neighbor. Is his name the same as our new CEO? Is he our new CEO? No no no (shaking my head) it must be just a coincidence. The meeting ends and my mind is still not clear. Are there any surprises waiting for me tomorrow? Oh, I hope not. __

When she was passing away, I was sitting in that chair crafting a vase; how can I possibly contribute anything here? I turn around and head back outdoors. I take a deep breath and inhale some of the misty air as I gasp for air. This should be behind me by this point. Why is it that I just can't go on? A voice can be heard from the other side of the fence that divides my yard from the yard of my neighbor asking, "Are you enjoying your night?" The home has been deserted for an untold amount of time. It would appear that this is no longer the case.

We were talking on the phone, and I brought up a doubt that had just arisen. "Isn't the neighbor named Bart?" I asked, feeling puzzled. "Karen, Bart is the neighbor's dog, not the neighbor himself!" Camila laughed, eliciting an involuntary laugh from me. "Oh, so the neighbor must be Colin, right?" I asked. It was only at that moment that I realized I never knew the name of the guy next door, because both my parents and my son always referred to him as "the neighbor." Camila, amused by the situation, explained: