*A/N: Sorry it's so short, peeps! I don't have much time! Got homework, you know? Bites. :) Well, I'll try to write more soon, since I've about got over the writer's block for this story. I just wanted to write a bit so y'all didn't get mad at me. *Ducks and hopes no one throws anything* Well, I'll seriously try to write more soon! (And--hint,hint--a review or two--or three or whatever--will motivate me! Look what happened this time! :P)
When I got there, I dropped my duffel bag on the front porch. Then I checked my mirror. Long black hair--red tips, of course--and perfect makeup. Whereas Ren . . . Well, Ren was pretty, yes. Prettier than me, yes. But which one of us had a date tonight? I rang the doorbell, then picked up my duffel bag. I heard a few groans and grinned. Someone was about to open the door, though, so I smiled innocently instead. The door opened and, as I had predicted, both Mr. and Mrs. Stevens were standing there smiling tentatively.
"Hello Candice," Mr. Stevens said, holding out his hand while he held open the door.
I ignored it and walked into the house, looking at my new surroundings. Nice, definitely. Too bad.
"It's Candi."
"Uh, yes, Candi. You remember Ren and Louis. Donny's at another practice," Mrs. Stevens said, showing me into the living room where Ren and Louis were waiting. Their mouths dropped open in surprise. At my hair, I guessed, because I hadn't gotten the tips until a few months before. Ren looked like she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole. I supposed she was trying to think of how she was going to survive school.
"Where's my room?"
Ren rolled her eyes.
"Come on," she said, and started up the stairs.
She showed me to my new room--neat, clean, and organized of course--and gladly left. I gladly shut the door in her face. I had a date to get ready for.
When I got there, I dropped my duffel bag on the front porch. Then I checked my mirror. Long black hair--red tips, of course--and perfect makeup. Whereas Ren . . . Well, Ren was pretty, yes. Prettier than me, yes. But which one of us had a date tonight? I rang the doorbell, then picked up my duffel bag. I heard a few groans and grinned. Someone was about to open the door, though, so I smiled innocently instead. The door opened and, as I had predicted, both Mr. and Mrs. Stevens were standing there smiling tentatively.
"Hello Candice," Mr. Stevens said, holding out his hand while he held open the door.
I ignored it and walked into the house, looking at my new surroundings. Nice, definitely. Too bad.
"It's Candi."
"Uh, yes, Candi. You remember Ren and Louis. Donny's at another practice," Mrs. Stevens said, showing me into the living room where Ren and Louis were waiting. Their mouths dropped open in surprise. At my hair, I guessed, because I hadn't gotten the tips until a few months before. Ren looked like she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole. I supposed she was trying to think of how she was going to survive school.
"Where's my room?"
Ren rolled her eyes.
"Come on," she said, and started up the stairs.
She showed me to my new room--neat, clean, and organized of course--and gladly left. I gladly shut the door in her face. I had a date to get ready for.
