Roommates

Chapter 11

Hannah's p.o.v.

 I stood in front of the door, patiently waiting for Amanda to come up. Cara stood a few feet behind me and she looked like she wanted to hide.

"Make sure she takes off her shoes," Cara whispered.

I could feel my heart racing as we waited for Amanda.  I haven't seen her in almost three years because of our busy schedules. 

"This is nerve-wracking," Cara muttered. 

I slightly jumped when I heard the door knock. I went forward and opened the door.  A giant grin was plastered on Amanda's face when she saw me. 

"Hannah Banana," Amanda hollered. She pulled me into a big hug. 

She looked the same as always. Her long dark blonde hair was set in waves. She wore a burgundy sweater dress with black knee-high boots that made her tower over me. She had to wear burgundy out of all the colors.  I had to fight the urge to not frown.

Amanda glanced at my outfit. "Twinsies!"

"Before you come in...."  Amanda must have seen Cara behind me because she shoved me aside like I was nothing.

"Is this your girlfriend?" Amanda eyed Cara like a leopard.

Cara tilted her head to the side in confusion when Amanda mentioned the word girlfriend. She had her hand up as if to wave when Amanda pulled her into a hug. Cara went stiff as a board.

Amanda released Cara and to my horror, she smacked her on the butt.

"Lighten up girl. I won't bite," Amanda laughed.

Cara looked extremely petrified as her face went bright pink.

"Amanda," I growled.  I dragged her away from Cara and before I could say another word, I saw a little boy peek his head in the doorway. He was adorable. His curly brown hair fell a little over his eyes and he had on the cutest suit.

"Mommy," The boy called out.

I felt my breath catch in my throat as I stared at my sister in complete shock.

"Surprise!" Amanda held her arms out as the boy ran into her arms.

"Shoes....." Cara muttered as she stared at the floor as she tried to recover from her petrified state.

"Girls, this is Charlie," Amanda introduced.

"Hi, Charlie," I said as I crouched down to his level. "I'm your... aunt Hannah."

He stared at me with wide eyes. He looked to be three or four years old. 

"Before anyone can move. Please take off your shoes before you come any further," Cara called out.

Amanda gave me a quizzical look and I nodded my head.

Amanda unzipped her boots while I helped Charlie take off his cute little dress shoes. 

"Nice, place you have here," Amanda stated as her eyes scanned around the apartment.  "Why is there a bra..." 

I immediately dragged Amanda toward the kitchen. 

A smirk played on her lips as she stared at me with mischievous eyes.  

"So what have you been up to Hannah?"

"I could say the same about you," I whispered.  I glanced over at Charlie who was now in the living room with Cara. Cara had her hands clasped together and she kept her distance from Charlie. She looked completely terrified while Charlie stared at her with curiosity in his eyes. "Who's the father?  Please don't tell me it's Chip." Chip was Amanda's high school boyfriend. He was the stereotypical dumb jock, immature, closed minded and full of muscles.