Stepsisters

Chapter Two- Whitneys POV

As me and my stepdad pull up to my house I remember what day it is. It's Tuesday, July 24th. Which means my new stepsister will be in what used to be the guest room. She will be sleeping, doing her homework, and possibly getting it on in the room next to mine till we both turn eighteen. From what Sean, my stepdad, has told me she is eight months younger than me and is like a girl version of her dad.

I walk into my house and immediately run upstairs to meet her. I think her name is Regina. Or is it Ryan? Whatever.  I pull open her new bedroom door to find her hanging a Panic! At The Disco poster above her navy blue sheeted bed. When she saw me she fell over in shock but quickly scrambled to her feet. "Hi. Whitney, right?" The girl asked, brushing a strand of her dark hair out of her blue eyes.

"Uh, yeah. And you are Regina right?" I asked with a wide smile. I prayed that I was right.

"Actually it's Regan. But that's okay!" She awkwardly stared at me. I silently scolded myself. I apologized to her and then rushed next door into my room.

I shut the door and collapsed on my bed. She was so pretty. Her hair was thick and dark and her eyes were the iciest shade of blue I had ever seen. Her army green jeans fit around her waist perfectly and her black shirt hung at a low v-neck. I had never felt that way around any girl in my life. But I knew I couldn't be sweet to her. It would ruin my mean, popular reputation. And then I would go tumbling back to dorkdom.

I walked out my door and back into hers to say goodnight. But when I popped my head in the door I noticed she was naked. I knew I should have looked away, but I couldn't. She slipped on some sweatpants and then slowly she put on a baggy shirt and then turned my way. She saw me. Her eyes got wide and  her face turned cherry red. I tried to come up with an excuse but nothing came to mind. I ran away and slammed my bedroom door. That was a great first impression.