Keeping up with... Kamryn?

Chapter 10

"Uh. Hello?" Khloè said slowly as she walked in the doorway. She looked me up and down confused as hell.

"Hi..." I mumbled, looking around for any sign of Kris. I may have just met my mom, but right now she is my only support in this house.

"Well.. this is awkard." Khloè laughed. "What are you doing here? I am Khloe by the way..."

"Im Kamryn... Uh... K-kris offered me a place to stay. I hope I'm not bothering-"

"Not at all! I just.. I actually thought it was Kendall sitting in here, but... You're not." She laughed. "Wow. You look just like her."

"I've been told that alot.." I laughed.

"I don't mean to be rude or be nosy, but why exactly did my mom offer you a place to stay? For just one night or a while?" Khloè asked as nicely as possible. She probably thought I was like homeless or something.

"Khloè!" Kris's voice boomed as she walked into the room. "I see you've met Kamryn."

"Sure did!" Khloe smiled. "Can I... talk to you..for a second, mom? Alone?" She looked at Kris with wide eyes.

Kris nodded, looking at me to her. "Okay..."

Khloe led Kris out into the hallway and I heard hushed voices. I tip toes slowly over to the door and listened quietly. I didn't want to ease drop but since the conversation was obviously about me, I think I have some right to heard what they said about me.

I heard Khloe's voice first. "Mom, what the hell? Who is she?"

"She is... a friend's daughter. She will be staying here for a while Khloè, so get used to it. I will explain to everyone at dinner tonight. I invited Kourtney and Scott over."

"Oohhhh... it must be big if you invited The Lord Disick and the "royal family." " she laughed.

"Yeah, it is. So please just keep it on the down low until tonight?" Kris asked.

I didn't hear much after that, until I heard footsteps, particularly heels, clicking their way back to my room. I ran over to the bed and hopped on like I had never gotten up.

Kris walked in.

"Sorry about that... you know how Khloè is, always in my business."

"So I am a friends daughter? Is that the story you're going with?" I bombarded her with questions.

"What? You listened?" She asked.

I nodded unashamed. "Yeah. I did."

Kris sighed. "I didn't mean it like that. If I told Khloè alone, then the entire family and probably most of the world would know by dinner. I will tell everyone at dinner. I just have to think about what I'm going to say."

"Okay." I sighed. "When is dinner?"

She looked down at her watch. "About a hour and a half."

I gulped.

In less than two hours, my life would change forever. My new family, the Kardashians, will either love me and accept me as their half-sister, or hate me. It could go either way, and it is killing me thinking about it.

One and a half hours.....