Ena's POV:

"Hi, there," he got up from the couch.

I was working out in my mind to give a suitable response. But all I blurted out was,

"Hey"

And I don't know how, but my legs took me back to my room. I was all pink from embarrassment.

Ivan will kill me for that.

I heard the front door close, and footsteps approaching my room. I quickly jumped from my bed and ran to the bathroom. The door slammed so loud that,

I heard Ivan shout, "I heard that! That was awkward, what you did in front of our guest!"

Now I'm sure it would've been embarrassing!

I unlocked my bathroom's door.

The bathroom door squeaks open with the creaking sound loud enough for Ivan to hear it.

"I heard you come out, Ena"

I squeezed my eyes.

"I didn't mean to do it. I didn't have any intention to do that. My legs took me back to my room."

"You've all rights to give commands to your legs, Ena. They don't go on walking by themselves. Now as an apology you go give them the lasagne I made for you."

"What? That's not fair"

But she left before I could say anything more. I changed myself into jeans and a blouse. And went to look in the kitchen for the lasagne.

Oh my God! The smell is awfully mesmerizing.

I look around and then sank one of my fingers into the layers of cheese on the top. Just before I could put it in my mouth I saw Ivan standing at the door.

"What? Can't I even taste it?"

"Nope. Now go"

I got out in dissatisfaction. I rang the doorbell of my neighbouring house. I gazed at the lawn which was filled with hibiscuses and lilacs. The door opened. I saw a girl about three years younger than me. She was pretty and her face's features were looking like Dylan's.

She should be his sister.

I heard her clear her throat and I realized just then that I was staring.

"Oh. Hi. I'm Ena. I live next door."

I handed her over the lasagne.

"For you"

"Thank you" She picked it. "I'm Rachel. Nice meeting you."

She was polite and looked elegant. She was anything but better than her brother.

She turned away, and I left.

"Ivan I-"

I saw the table all set up with lasagne and truffles and a fudge cake and some soup and all the other things Ivan loved to eat. "Wow!" I said as I approached the dining table.

"I still didn't understand how can you prepare things this quickly?"

She smiled. Ever since we came here the first things she bought were stuff for baking. She loved doing these kinds of things. The aroma had lured me towards the table and I dragged a chair to sit down.

"Elen would be here any moment"

"Oh. Good. You invited Elen"

"Mmhmm"

I had already helped myself out with the steaks. The doorbell rang. I left my fork and went to open the door.

"Ena can you please check. I think Elen's here."

"Yeah! I was just going"

I opened the door and to my surprise, Dylan was standing there with the dishes.

Wow! I didn't even start eating and he finished!

"It was really tasty. Did you make it?"

"N-No. My friend made it."

Did I just stutter?

He handed me over the dishes. I saw Elen parking her car and coming out. He gave me a small smile and left. I rushed towards Elen and hugged her and dragged her in.

"Perfect timing El"

"I smell delicious food"

So we went to dining to eat.

_ _ _

"Just two days left for school to reopen"

I nodded. Ivan and I were playing games on the computer.

"Shit. Why did you kill me?!"

A sign on the computer said 'Game Over'

"Cause' I had to win the game"

"It's boring"

Ivan got up.

"You've killed me nine times" I gave her a broad smile showing my all sets of teeth. "Don't make that face, Ena. I hate that one"

I immediately changed my face to the 'about to cry' one.

😢

"Okay. Don't make any of your faces. I'm going out. I'm exhausted"

My phone 'tinged' with the notification sound. I checked it.

One friend request?

Who could that be?

I opened Instagram.

Straight bed hair. Broad smile. Blue eyes. DYLAN.

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