"A-Amelia?! W-What are you doing here?!"
As I heard this. I couldn't awnser, I was just as surprised as she was. I didn't know who we were visiting. My mom just brought me along because she said an old friend of hers also had a kid my age. Surprisingly that kid happens to be Serena.
"S-Serena! What are you doing here?!"
"What are YOU doing here! I live here!"
We were yelling the same question at each other for no reason and without awnsering it. My mom stopped us and asked a question of her own.
"Amelia, do you guys know each other? From school? Are you guys friends?"
"Yeah mom, we know each other from school. Why are we here? I thought we were visiting an old friend of yours. Not a friend of mine."
"And that's what we're doing"
Serena's mom came to the door with a huge smile and called out my mom.
"Sierra! It's so good to see you! It's been so long! It's been nearly five years by now! Come in, come in!"
My mom followed Serena's mom inside the apartment. I was following right after. Serena shut the door behind us and followed suit. Our parents sat on the couch lightly chatting while me and Serena stood there staring at each other awkwardly. It was an awkward situation. Accidentally showing up to your friends house without them knowing.
"So mom, how do you know Amelia's mother?" Serena asked.
"Well Serena, Sierra is an old childhood friend of mine. We've known each other since the beginning of middle school and have been best friends ever since. And who are you? Amelia?"
"Yes ma'am. I am Amelia Yan"
"Din't call me ma'am. Call me Kaori. I'm good friends with your mom so I'm good friends with you, okay?"
Before I could awnser. Kaori signaled Serena over to her and she walked over. She started whispering in Serena's ear about something. I couldn't make out the words. They were speaking too low. Then for some reason Serena got a surprised look on her bright red face as she spoke loudly to her mother.
"Mom I can't do tha-!"
She stopped halfway through realizing again that there we other people in the room. Kaori whispered one last thing to Serena before she signaled me to follow her. I started following her without question. She led me into a tan painted room with a single bed, a drawer, a dresser, a book shelf, and a closet. It seemed to be Serena's room, I mean, who else's could it be.
"So Serena, this is your room?"
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Teen FictionLesbians for everyone. One of the most inconsistent stories ever with a forgetful author.