Prankster VS Prankster

Chapter 1

Estelle POV

I stare out the taxi window. So this is home, I sigh as I drag my laptop bag out of the taxi. I tip the driver and got my suitcase of all my belongings before he sped out of Vinyl Street. I looked at my house which was practically a mansion. I walked up to the door which was painted a royal blue.

Just breathe Estelle you're only about to live with your father who you haven't seen in eleven years and your step sisters who you have never met. What could possibly go wrong?

I was about to knock on the door when someone started talking to me, I turned to see a boy with shady brown hair, hazel eyes and a smirk.

"Hey." He smiled.

"Um hi." I replied awkwardly, as usual.

"Are you homeless?" He asked, with tinge of curiousness. I didn't know whether to take him seriously.

"Um no this is my dad's house....I think." I say quietly. Hi eyes widened.

"Your dad?" He asked again.

"I've been living with my mom for~Hold on, I don't even know you." I say quickly listing the possibilities of who this strange boy is. Pedohphile did cross that list. Godly looking, boy-next-door did too.

"Oh, Sorry. I'm your new neighbour, Tyler."

"Okay, Tyler. Thank you I'm going to..go now...so see you around.."I say.

"Alright, see ya. Oh I should warn you about the mean hag that answers the door..."He smirked before going inside his house.

I knocked on the door, expecting to see a mean old lady with possible warts. I was so wrong.

"Hello dear, how can I help you?" It was a middle aged lady, but that was the only thing right.

"Oh um, my name's Estelle Kensington. My dad's Richard?" Gosh, did I go to the wrong house. Can't be! I quickly took a glance at the sticky note in my hand, yes I was right.

"Oh, of course Master Kensington noted all the staff this morning. He is not here at the moment Ma'am, but please come in and feel at home." The lady explained.

"Thanks and you are?" I tried to say as politely as possible, she seemed to be taken back by the question.

"Oh its Maria, dear." She smiled.

"Thanks, and call me Ellie. None of that fancy shmancy miss." I smile.

"Of course," I saw her try to hide the "those teenagers" face.

I walk in to what seemed like a palace.

Maria led me to my room which was massive. It was a plain room with peach coloured walls, a double sized bed and nothing else. Well this needed spicing up.

Just then two girls walked into the room, one was popping a piece of gum and the other was giving me a hefty smile.

"Hey! You must be Estelle!" The smiley girl said as she came in to give me a hug. I was a bit surprised by the gesture, but took it in.

"I'm Vanessa and this is my big sis, Tricia."

Tricia looked like she was a few years older than me and Vanessa seemed to be my age.

Tricia was on her phone and had a frown on her face. She was so absorbed and her manicured nails were tapping the screen so hard either the phone or her nails would break. Vanessa had to nudge her twice in the ribs to get her attention. Finally Tricia looked up and glared at me.