Finally 18 (girlxgirl)

Chapter 14

"..yeah, but we all know how stubborn she can be," I hear being whispered. I slowly open my eyes and glance around. Harlie and Emma are out of bed and over at my door, standing, talking to Alex. Whispering to Alex, I mean.

Didn't she go home last night?

I sit up all the way and run my fingers through my surprisingly smooth hair.

"What's going on?" I groggily ask.

They turn around and Alex cusses. "Morning!" Harlie smiles.

"Hi," I slightly smile. "Alex, I thought you left last night."

"I did..your mom let me in."

"Ohh."

"..yeah," she says, quickly whispering something to Emma. I just stare at her, taking the chance I have, since she's looking at Harlie and Emma. She stands in black joggers, a loose black t-shirt, and all black Vans, her hair in a messy, loose high ponytail. I love when she wears black, which, lucky for me, is like everyday. It makes her eyes look so deep and mysterious.

I find it strange how people as absolutely stunning as her just go on living their everyday life, not aware of how perfect they truly are, and how much the people around them notice.

I stand from my bed and grab my hairbrush, brushing out my hair. I hear the talking come to a halt and turn around.

"Why'd you guys stop?" I ask.

"No reason," Alex says.

"Whatever," I say. "I'm gonna take a shower."

"Ok," Emma says as I walk into the bathroom. I turn on the shower water and strip off my pajamas. I wait for the water to get hot and then climb in. I wash my face, hair, body, and then just stand around a little. I finally get out and slightly towel dry my hair before wrapping a towel around my body and walking into my bedroom.

Emma and Harlie sit on the bed and Alex stands, looking at my dresser. They all look up at me.

"Sorry, I forgot you guys were here," I say.

Harlie laughs. "No big deal. At least not for us.." she trails off, glancing at Alex, who flicks her off, glances at me, and then back at my pictures.

"Who's this?" she asks.

"My older sister..Kelsey."

"..ohh," she says, turning to me. "I should go."

"You don't have to. I mean..we were gonna go shopping after this..if you wanna come,"
I say quietly. I'm probably going to regret inviting her but the words tumble out before I can stop them.  Having her in my house is effecting me.

"You wouldn't mind?"

"No."

"Uhh, ok. Sure," she smirks. I nod and walk into my closet, closing the door. I quickly pull on my bra and panties, grabbing some denim shorts with the pockets showing, some black high tops, and an oversized maroon, acid wash flannel. I walk outta my closet, running a hand through my hair.

"I love that flannel!" Emma yells.

"Thanks," I smile. "Is this 0k for shopping?"

"Of course, you look cute and there could be hot guys there," Emma smiles, and Harlie nods in agreement. I slowly, slightly smile and walk into my bathroom, trying not to look at Alex, and plugging in my blow dryer. I blow dry my hair and then quickly grab my makeup, walking outta the bathroom.

"Ok, you guys can go," I say.

"Me first!" Emma yells, running in.

"Butt cheek!" Harlie yells as Emma closes the door.