The Swim Team

Chapter 3

************* ASHTONs POV************

When we got to Harper's house, I was greeted by a girl that looked arond 19.

"Harper, who is this?" he asked.

"He's a friend, Kayla. Chill out." Harper snapped, walking in.

"Hello..." I said awkwardly.

Kayla looked me up and down. "You couldve done better, Harper!!" She yelled cruelly.

"Shut up and leave him alone!!!" Harper yelled back.

I awkwardly followed Harper upstairs into her bedroom.

"Nice place." I said.

"Thanks." Harper replied. "Been living here since I was 9."

I sat on the edge of Harper's bed, and we talked for a while until someone opened the door.

Cara poked her head in. "Hi." he said, starting to come in.

"Get out, Cara." Harper said, annoyed.

"No." Cara replied, sitting in between me and Harper.

"Seriously, get out." Harper growled.

"Its okay..." I said. "I dont mind." And I really didnt. I mean, the kid is five.

"Ok, fine..." Harper muttered.

"Harper doesnt like me." Cara huffed.

"Sisters arent supposed to like each other." I said jokingly.

"Dont tell her that!" Harper exclaimed.

"But I WANT her to like me!" Cara whined, pouting.

"Aw, dont pout." I said, putting my thumband index finger on the corners of her mouth and lifting them to a smile.

Cara giggled.

"I do like you Cara. I just hate being the middle child." Harper said.

"But you'll be the oldest when Kayla moves out." Cara replied.

"Yeah.... Anyway, what should we do?" Harper asked.

"Ooh ooh can do makeovers!? Pleeeeeaaaassseee!?!?!?!" Cara begged.

Harper groaned, but nodded. "I guess its been a while since we've done makeovers..." she said.

"Yay!" Cara yelled, dissapearing into the bathroom. She came back with a box full of make up.

"Okay, who are you giving the makeover?" Harper asked.

'Please not me!' I mouthed as Cara tapped her chin, thinking.

"Hmm..... I choose..... Ashton!!!" Cara yelled.

Harper burst into laughter.

I just smiled and shook my head.

"C'mon, Ashton! Lets go!" Cara exclaimed, grabbing my hand and pulling me into thr bathroom.

"Its okay! Ive always wanted to see the girl version of me!" I yelled to Harper, who just laughed harder.

I sat down in a chair that Cara had dragged into the bathroom.

"Okay, first, we do blush." she said, pulling out a small box. She opened it, and many different colors of blush were inside.

"Which color?" she asked.

"Hmmmmm...... That one." I said, pointing to a hot pink color. Hey, I would end up looking ridiculous anyway, so why not just do it on purpose?