The sun was pouring through my bedroom window. I rolled over and looked at my clock. (It looks like a heart, in case you are wondering) 11:23. I sighed. " Cheyenne Elizabeth! Get your butt out of bed or I will tell mom about the time you pierced your belly button!" Callie busted through my bedroom door with a smirk on her face. Her long blonde hair was soaking and she was wearing a towel. " THAT was an accident! I didn't mean to get it pierced!" I said as I looked at Callie with a straight face. "Right Chey," Callie said sarcastically, " You 'accidentally' went to Thrive Tattoos and Piercing Studios. You 'accidentally' asked for a piercing. You 'accidentally' hopped on the piercing table…" " Okay! Okay!" I said sighing, " It wasn't quite and accident!"

I got out of my bed and stretched. I lifted up my pajama top and looked at my belly button. " Have you told mom about it yet?" Callie asked, reaching over to touch the piercing. " Not yet, She's been to busy lately" I looked at myself in the mirror. I studied my face.

My face was round. Not round in a clownish way, but in a classical way. My eyes were hazel. When you looked at them you could tell I had been through some struggles growing up. My blonde hair hung just beneath my shoulders. I smiled as I looked at the newly created blue streaks that my mom hadn't completely approved of. I looked like a type of party animal, but I wasn't even close. I was an inch taller than Callie. 5'7. As I fingered my purple silk pajamas, Callie came up behind me.

Callie had the same wheat colored hair as me except it was about 4 inches longer. It was wavy, just like my dad's. Callie's eyes were hazel like mine, but they were the type that when you look at her it's like she is gazing into your soul.

"Chey, mom wants to talk to us so get dressed and come downstairs….maybe she found out about your belly button!" I looked at her and rolled my eyes. " Leave me alone or I will use my 'Twin Telepathy' to give you a zit!" Callie's eyes widened as she quickly left my bedroom.

I quickly got dressed and headed downstairs. Callie was already dressed-dressed in my favorite purple shirt if I may add-and watching 'Friends' on T.V. As soon as I sat down beside Callie, my mom rushed into the living room. There was something about her that was fishy. Plus she looked very different. She was wearing her blonde hair in big ringlet curls, and was wearing a shade of lipstick that I would actually wear!

"Hey girls," mom leaned over and kissed each of us on the check. " Hi Dolly Parton," I replied sarcastically. "Cheyenne!" Callie muttered and elbowed me in the side. Deep down inside, I knew she was thinking the same thing. "I have something…well someone to tell you about," my mom acted as if she had never heard my remark.

" As you girls know," she started, " I have been a lot more social lately. Well two months ago at a staff function.." I rolled my eyes. My mom continued, " Bethany, you girls remember Bethany? Anyway, she introduced me to a man named Lucas Tenor. For the past little while we have been dating. Today, he asked me to marry him."

I jumped off the couch. " WHAT?" " Calm down Cheyenne!" my mom tried to pat my hand, but I pulled away. " MOM! Dad's only been gone for two years! How could you! I mean.. 40 something year old widows don't get REMARRIED!" I could feel my face turn beat red. " Cheyenne Elizabeth!" my mom yelled. " This isn't your choice! I'M GETTING MARRIED! Honey, I will always love your dad. Having a new dad will be great. And 4 new siblings! I'd say your pretty lucky!" This is when Callie went ballistic.

"FOUR! SIBLINGS! WHAT!" Callie started screaming and babbling on about moving, not enough bathroom time, the paperboy, and little brats.

"GIRLS! Yes things will be a bit different. But I love Lucas and you will too. He has lovely children. Ashlee is 14, Lilli is 13,Eric is 11, and Sara is 10." "Wow," I said using my frequent sarcasm, " Creative on the name factor." "Chey! Stop it!" My mom looked frazzled, so I stopped taking.

Callie looked at my mom sternly and said with gritted teeth, " We are NOT moving though, RIGHT mom?" " Not that I know of. Come on you guys! We've been through sooo much together. This will be lovely!"

Blah,Blah,Blah. For the next half an hour my mom rambled about the joys of a new dad and siblings. Callie and I got off the couch and went up to my room without even listening to what my mom was saying. When we got to my room I noticed that there were tears in Callie's eyes. Sobbing she looked at me and said, " Chey, what is happening?"

Hazel-Lyn Harte p.s. I hope you guys are liking this story! Review please!