Learning to be Sister's [discontinued]

Anastasia Three

Anastasia swore it had been an instant reaction. She saw someone charge at her and her fighting instincts kicked in. Which was why the second before Azeala could grab a hold of Ana’s hair, Ana took a step back and watched as Azeala stumbled forward.

She had been walking to the kitchen to get a new fork since she had dropped hers when she passed Azeala and her friend who Ana thought resembled Selena Gomez. One moment Azeala was talking with the Selena lookalike and the next she was lunging at Anastasia.

A growl escaped the blonde as she quickly turned and glared in the direction of the dark haired girl. “You slut.”

            Anastasia arched a brow and although she appeared to be perfectly calm, she was on high alert. “Excuse me?”

            “You’re a fucking slut!” Azeala screamed! “You fucking made-out with my boyfriend!”

            Again, Azeala lunged towards Ana but Ana stretched out her arms and glared at the blonde. “What the hell are you talking about? I don’t even know who your boyfriend is!”

            “I saw you,” Kloe spoke up, watching the entire exchange with a blank face. “At the party last weekend? Yeah, I was there and I saw you making out with Ford.”

            “Ford?” Anastasia questioned, the name not one bit familiar. “Who the hell would name their kid after a fucking car company?”

            Azeala glared and took out her phone. She quickly tapped in her password, tapped a few things, scrolled, and finally turned the phone almost smacking Anastasia in the face with it. Ana took a step back and squinted at the picture.

            A smirk danced on Ana’s lips, “Oh, him.”

            Kloe held Azeala back knowing she was ready to lunge at her again. “Yeah, him.”

            Ana nodded, “Yeah, I made-out with him but from what he told me, he was single.”