The Stonner's Chick

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Zara  POV

I woke up a little early as grandma and grandpa are going to another town to visit their friend. I don't know the reason of their sudden plan but they are leaving now. I go over to where pa stood with a pouty face, I don't want them to go. We actually made plans today.

“Pa, when you guys gonna come back?” I asked pa, hugging him

"Don't worry honey, we will back by evening,” ma said.

"Why you both are going all of sudden?"

“You know William uncle right? ” pa asked.

“Yeah," I said raising my head to look at him.

"Well his health is not good, so we need to go. As you know how close we are to him and his family,″ pa said. I nodded my head understanding. Willam uncle used to be best friends with pa when they were in school. I only met him and his family twice but pa and ma usually go there to meet them.

“Now go have your breakfast, I already asked Mr Greens to look after our Zoe. So, you don’t have to worry, okay?" ma said.

"Okay,″ I said. They both kissed my forehead before heading out.

I waved them a goodbye at the same time Zoe was shouting ″ bow - bow ″ loudly so that they hear. I chuckled before closing the door.

“Now, come on drama queen let's go have our breakfast," I said. I made a bowl of cereal for myself and another bowl of pedigree for Zoe. I said about Lorenzo to Zoe and she made some sounds wiggling her tail.

I always share my secrets with Zoe and she listens so attentively. It sometimes surprises me, how Zoe can hear my sad and lonely stories so attentively and never get bored.

Zoe is now five months old which means the school has been started three months back. Zoe always listens to my babble and my deep secrets, to be honest, it is the only one who knows my all secrets. After we are done, we locked the door and made our way to Mr Greens door.

I rang the bell, after two minutes Mr Green opened the door with a huge smile on his face, he is one of the happiest people who always smile no matter what.

I smiled bright seeing his smile. “Hello, Mr Green."

"Hello there beautiful and call me Joseph, if you call me Mr Green, my wife may think I'm out of service and she may go for someone,″ he joked.

My eyes were wide when he joked which has a double meaning. I gave an awkward smile before handing Zoe to him. He really makes so many jokes, my pa always says how fun it is to be with Joseph.

To be frank, old people are more jovial people than youngsters. I went to our yard and stood there to see Zoya in our driveway.

"Is your grandparents left?" Zoya asked as I got inside the car.

"Yup."

"When they will be returning?"

"By tonight, they aren't going to stay there."

"Oh, I thought they won't be returning so thought of sleepover," she spoke as she took a u-turn.

"Nope, but let us plan on the weekend," I say.

"Yeah."

When we reached the school, the school’s queen bee aka Veronica was making out with the school’s bad boy aka Lorenzo.

“Yack, don’t they know having s*x in school’s parking lot is not allowed, ″ Zoya said making a disgusting face.

"They are making out, not having s*x," I said rolling my eyes, but she is correct Veronica is particularly on top of Lorenzo and her mini skirt ride up showing off her bright red thong.

“Yeah, yeah... her disgusting red thong is saying everything that his d**k is in her slack p***y,″ Zoya commented.

“Eww, why are you being so nasty today?″ I asked.

"It really makes me throw up what I ate in the morning by seeing these scenes in the parking lot, can’t they get a room or something.″ Zoya said.

"Why to show live p**n when we have p**n sites to watch,″ Zoya remarked.

That made me laugh out so loud that some people looked at us giving weird looks, soon Zoya joined me and we both laughed so hard that my stomach started hurting.

"Ok-okay, now let’s go to the class, shall we,″ I said to Zoya.

“Yeah, yeah my Bella Perra," she said with a wink holding my arm with her’s. I chuckled when she said beautiful b***h in Spanish. I looked straight where Veronica and Lorenzo still eating each other’s lips.

Today, I decided to stay in my class itself. We have four days left for the exams and truth to be told everyone are scared of them because we will be having extra classes and parents are called if they didn’t do well in exams.

Our school is a private one where high society and rich people attend. So, basically, they give more importance to their social status it may be studies or sports.

We do have high competition between students. Some of the jocks are really great at studies. I took out my mini artbook and started sketching a portrait of a lady.

I didn’t hear any voice nor I noticed anyone because when I'm doing art I forget about my surroundings. I feel myself and art makes me happy.

I always show my feelings in art, every portrait, every painting of mine holds deep meaning in it. I never showed my art to anyone, I paint and keep them safe in my secret room. No one is allowed to see them. Suddenly my phone vibrated in my pocket making me jiggle.

I was irritated by whoever texted, I put my pencil down and looked at whoever texted. My phone again vibrated when I was opening my message box.

"You sure can draw pretty well ″, - l

"Oops, did my message irritated you? I see that you love art″ - l

"Don’t look up, I just texted you to say that today is Friday so, I need you to send me your address ″ - l

"Block 358 phase three ″. - z 

"Okay ″ - l

I didn’t text back, I kept my phone in a silent mood and pushed it in my jean pocket.

I have fair skin, but I do have lower belly fat and thigh fat, I don’t have that perfect shape. But I do have fat where I need to work out. After that, the day went by. In the evening I went to Joseph home after staying in the cafe to take Zoe.

When I took Zoe home, I saw pa’s car in the garage which means they are home. I asked them about uncle William, then decided to go up to my room to change. To be honest I took a whole thirty minutes to decide what to wear.

Hey, come on we all will do the same if you are in my place because the school’s hot guy is coming to your home to study and you need to wear something nice so, you don’t have to look like an ugly duckling beside him.

I was stuck between wearing my nightwear for comfort or jeans to look good? 

"Huh! this is hard," I thought.

''It’s not like he is going to like me, he is here to study. Why should I wear something to look good ” I thought.

I throw my jeans back into my walk-in closet and picked up my nightwear. I was in a white shirt and grey capri along with grey fluffy socks to keep my feet warm. We don’t wear any slippers in the home, we walk barefoot. But the wooden floor is cool.

Lorenzo POV

I saw Zara in the class, she is busy with her work. I observed her, to be honest, she is quite pretty with those huge black glasses and innocent face. All I did was stare at her for some unknown reason.

She needs to change the way she dresses, she always wears clothes which are twice her size which I don’t understand at all. I don't judge her, it is her wish to wear what she wants to wear but it would be good to have a makeover.

I was looking at her face when I texted her, it immediately changed into an irritation one. After school, I and the boys decided to go to our studio.

We don’t live in the busy streets or main cities of New York, we live in a small village where it is covered by forest. And I truly love it. My parents have a huge mansion in Manhattan where my dad's office building is present.

We do live in Manhattan, but I prefer to do my whole education here before moving permanently to Manhattan. Greenwoods school’s and colleges are famous all over the state. You need to be either rich or smart to get a seat in Greenwoods.

My father owns 90% of Greenwoods. It wasn’t hard for me to get in, even the boys got in as their parents are loaded. 

"What ya thinking?" Devin asked taking the coke tin from my hand.

"Nothing, where is Travis?"

"Don't know, didn't see him, man." I turn to Israel and Ace who is playing a video game.

"Where is he?" I ask Ace.

"Must be at Miya's place. They kind of had an argument, I think he went over to talk with her," Ace replied.

"I guess so," Israel said.

"Cool." I stand up and Devin raised his brow.

"Aren't you staying for the joint and video game?" he asked.

"Nope, got some work at home. My dad needs me there, see you guys tomorrow," I lie. The others nod their head while Devin looked at me suspiciously.                        

"Bye." I take my bike keys and go towards the door while whistling a tune. When it was 8:00 pm I made my way to Zara’s house on my bike. I turn off the engine and made my way to the porch, their front yard is fresh and green. I nod my head in appreciation as I look around the houses, they stay in a safe neighbourhood.

I rang the bell, I heard a faint voice saying coming. An old woman opened the door, she looked like Zara’s grandmother. She gave me a warm smile standing before me.

 "You must be Zara’s friend ?” she asked. She is not my friend, but I don’t know what to say. I nodded my head.

"Get inside before you catch a cold," she said, welcoming me. She stepped away making space for me to walk in. My nose instantly hit by the smell of roses and lavender, which I really love.

I looked around their living room, it is not a mansion type, it’s not too big either, it’s perfect. Their home showed warmness, and it’s calm.

"Change your shoes here," she said pointing to the floor. I removed my shoes and put on the slippers which she gave.

"Thank you."

"Have a sit honey, I will call Zara, ” the old lady said. I followed her to the sitting area watching the walls and corners of the room. I sat down on the sofa, they did wooden flooring. They lighted scented candles in the corners of the room even though the lights are on. The old lady left me in the living room.

I heard the faint voice of Zara speaking with her grandmother. I drummed my fingers on my thigh, this is very new to me. I have never been to someone's house before apart of boys or Veronica's.  Zara walked in, I saw a small puppy running slowly beside her which made me smile.

"Hi," she said.

I looked at her saying hi, but my eyes scanned her from head to toe. Her brown hair is up in a messy bun, she had different glasses now. She is in her sweats, she looked cute.

I looked at her face, I can see lightly crimson red on her cheeks which means she is blushing. I cleared my throat before introducing myself to her grandmother who is back with a glass of water.

"Here, would you like to have tea or coffee? If you want to drink fruit juice, just tell me," the lady said.

"Oh thank you but it's okay. I don't want to drink anything right now," I tell her taking the water glass. After drinking the water I outstood my hand for a handshake, but her grandma gave an amusing look before pulling me into a hug. She was so small compared to me, even Zara is too small.

I awkwardly hugged her back, but her hug was warm and motherly which I didn’t get to feel often.

"You can call me Grace, ” she said giving me a warm smile.

"Grandma we will be in our room studying, inform pa when he is home, okay, ” Zara said to Grace.

"Okay baby girl I will inform your pa," Grace replied.

"I'm sorry Henry went to the cafe he will be back before dinner, now you guys can go upstairs I will call you once the dinner is ready," Grace said looking at me.

"And who is this?" I asked Zara looking at the little puppy who is in between Zara's legs looking up at me.

"Oh, this is Zoe, ” Zara said pointing at the dog.

"Cute," I whispered looking at the innocent face. Grace took Zoe with her while I followed Zara to her room, there are many photographers of her and her grandparents on the walls as we climbed the steps. She opened the door, I stepped in.

I looked around to see a normal size room with minimal decorations and a good interior, there were many photographs, books and frames decorating the nooks. I inhaled the room scent, her room is warm and cosy. I kept my bag on the fluffy carpet.

Her room walls are coloured in black and grey colours, there are scented candles at the window table. Her room is big for her and perfect, nothing girly. I'm surprised to see her room because Veronica’s room is too girly with a pink bed and violet walls.

There is a window in front of her study table. There are so many pillows on her bed, overall I liked her room, there are three doors connected to hers. One is the bathroom, and another is the closet then what is the third door I thought.

"Hmm, nice room and you have your own library," I say looking at the book wall in her room.

"I like to read so pa made the wall," she replied keeping her hands back. I nod my head. We both sat down and took out our books.

She started explaining to me the law of diminishing marginal utility. After that, she asked some questions regarding our first day’s topic, which I answered without any problem. She explains far better than the teacher in our school.

“Hmm, Lorenzo?"

“Hmm?" I hummed marking the pages not looking up at her.

"My grandma and pa want you to stay for dinner," Zara said. I looked at her for a few seconds thinking about whether to stay or go. Mum and dad are out for a business party, I don't have any plans later as I decided to stay home. 

“Okay, ” I said. She stood up to open the door, I stood up and followed her.

While going downstairs I saw pictures of her and her grandparents on walls again. There wasn’t any picture of hers with her parents. It doesn’t matter to me so, I left the thought.

There are paintings and portraits on the walls while going down, which are really beautiful. My stomach growled by the smell of home food.

We went to the dining room, I came to know these people like scented candles so much and it’s a good thing because they have a pleasant smell. Grace looked at us gesturing us to take a seat.

I looked at the old man who is coming out from the kitchen with a fruit juice and water bottle.

He looked at me and gave a smile before saying "it’s nice to see a friend of Zara. I thought my little love would never bring a friend home except Zoya,” he said laughing.

"Pa he is Lorenzo he is here to study," Zara said.

"Hello young man," he said hugging me, to be honest, it’s weird. I awkwardly hugged him before pulling away. 

"Hello, Mr Dawson," I said to which he waved his hand and said to call him Henry.

Zara served the food to everyone’s plate, they made my favourite chicken-Macaroni cheese along with baked potatoes. Zara sat beside me, I took a bite of it, I struggled so much not to moan.

It’s been a long time that I ate homemade food, my mother doesn’t know how to cook. To which we always have outside food or we will say the chef to cook.

"Grace, this tastes so good," I said eating a spoonful of it.

Grace smiled, "I'm more than happy to make you tasty food if you like to stay for dinner every day, Zara said you gonna come daily, ” Grace said.

I thought for a minute, I never ate something this homey and tasty food and I will be coming here daily, they are good people and Zara won’t be saying anything to anyone.

“Yeah, Grace I will be staying here for dinner," I said.

Who says no when you are getting to eat this tasty food for free, and why waste dollars daily outside when you are getting free food...