Chapter Ten
A/N: Here! Okay now, 'Jazzy', you can stop pestering me. Sorry this isn't as long as the others, I'm winging it from here because I don't like the ending I originally wrote. Okay? This is on HIATUS now too.
Soon they pulled up at a nether brick mansion, and Rythian stopped the bike. Zoey seemed to have fallen half asleep, but sleepily got off the bike. Rythian followed, and took off his helmet.
They wandered up to the door, and Rythian opened it, letting Zoey through first. She was mesmerised by the beauty of the place, with so many rooms and hallways.
"Welcome to my old house," Rythian said as he shut the door.
"Your old house?"
"I don't live here anymore, but my mother does still. Come on, let's go see her," He said, starting up the stairs with Zoey close behind.
"Where will she be?"
"In her study, most probably,"
They arrived at the attic room, and Rythian knocked before opening the door slightly. A woman who looked in about her 40s turned around, and smiled.
"My son!"
"Hello mother," He greeted, and she stood and enveloped him in a hug. Zoey stifled a laugh at the look of displeasure on Rythian's face.
"Who's this?" She asked, turning her attention to Zoey. Zoey blushed.
"I'm Zoey. A new friend of Rythian's," She introduced herself.
"Pleasure to meet you Zoey. I'm Eliza, you can call me Liz,"
"The pleasure is mine," Zoey said. "I love your dress,"
Her dress was long, shimmering and purple. It had see-through sleeves, and came down to her ankles. It had a slit in one side, and the sleeves came to a point on the top of her hands.
"Thank you. I like your outfit, it's very modern,"
Zoey smiled. "Oh, this? This is really old, i need a new one really..."
Zoey was wearing a red spotted t shirt, with white skinny jeans and a baseball cap. The cap was red, with white curly text that read 'Zoeya'.
"Rythian, why don't you show Zoey around the house? You could show her your old room. Oh, and there's someone waiting for you in there too," Eliza suggested.
"Okay. Zoey?"
"That sounds fun!"
"I'll be waiting for you in the garden," Eliza finished, and walked down the stairs.
"Rythian! Your mum is so posh!"
Rythian shrugged. "Is she? I never noticed, I'm too used to it I guess,"
"Anyway, where to first?"
"How about the kitchen? I could use a bite to eat..."