Charlotte was standing outside the gate to her house, clutching the directions she had printed out. It had been a few days since she got the message from Charlotte and she had spent those days wondering if she should meet her. Her mom always told her stories of people meeting someone online and they weren't who they said they were, but Charlotte just had this feeling that she HAD to meet this girl. She could be someone that actually understood her.
Charlotte walked a while down the road and came across a quaint little house. It wasn't anything to showy and it was pretty sparse with the landscaping but it looked nice. Nervously she looked around trying to find anything that would give her a warning sign that the person that lived here was either crazy or not Charlotte, but there was nothing in the yard so hesitantly she walked up the stairs and knocked on the front door.
No one came to the door at first and then she saw a head peek out the side of the front window. Then she heard the sound of running feet and out came the girl in the Simbook pictures. Charlotte was standing face to face with the real Charlotte. She was speechless and they both stood there smiling at each other. Neither one of them knew what to say to the other.
Charlotte Bloomer: Hi.
Charlotte Belle: Hi.
Charlotte Bloomer cleared her throat and gestured towards the door,
Charlotte Bloomer: Would you like to come in?
Charlotte Belle: Oh, yea! Of course, yea.
Charlotte Belle laughed nervously and followed the other Charlotte into her house.
Charlotte Bloomer turned on the TV and looked at Charlotte Belle,
Charlotte Bloomer: You know, to make it easier on us both why don't you just call me C? Since both our names are Charlotte and I just moved here, maybe a new name is good for me.
Charlotte: Yea that's okay I guess. By the way you never told me why you moved here.
C looked at Charlotte and smiled slyly,
C: Isn't the mystery surrounding me alluring though?
Charlotte blushed and shifted nervously in her seat,
Charlotte: Well, I, Uh-
C: I'm just messing with you. Maybe one day I will tell you. But for now I think I might try to seduce you with my mystery!
They both started laughing loudly and that turned into talking. They both relaxed more around each other and this was the most relaxed C had been ever since she moved here. She wasn't worried about the cops coming and finding her and Gretchen, she wasn't worried about what she had to do for money. It was just her and Charlotte sitting together on her sofa.
The more they talked the closer they seemed to drift towards each other. Soon their shoulders were touching and C looked into Charlotte's eyes. They both knew what they wanted to do, but was it taking it to fast? C didn't care. She leaned in and...
Gretchen burst through the front door and stood there with a smug look on her face.
Gretchen: Why hello Charlotte, I didn't know you had company over.
C and Charlotte pulled apart quicker than lightning. Charlotte blushed so red she looked like the color of a tomato she started to stutter and try and say her name but C interrupted her. She was so calm and collected you would think that she didn't just have her sister walk in on her about to kiss someone.
C: Gretchen. What are you doing home so early?
Gretchen: Oh well you know I just got home from the park. I kind of got lost and I was going to sit down and text you to come and find me but this guy walked up and was ALLLLL over me. He was kinda cute but he had the worst ways of picking up woman.
Gretchen made a fake gagging sound and C rolled her eyes. Gretchen made her way over to the sofa and practically scooted C off of it, so she could sit beside Charlotte. C glared at her sister and begrudgingly moved over to the other sofa.
Gretchen: So. It is so nice to finally meet you! I bet you're super glad I hit send on that message aren't you?
Charlotte: Um well...yes I am but-
Gretchen: So I heard you were a Belle! Is that right? Because I met a guy named Damen Belle and I know he's the next heir but man why in the WORLD did he win?! He is such a sleazeball!
Charlotte shrugged her shoulders,
Charlotte: I'm not sure. He's my cousin and has never really liked me so I can't exactly give you a good insight to our family.
C cleared her throat and looked at Gretchen with wide eyes and motioned her head towards the stairs.
Gretchen: OH! Yea! Sorry for interrupting guys! I'll just head upstairs and let you two crazy kids have fun.
Gretchen winked at Charlotte and C and skipped up the stairs. C sighed and put her head in her hands. Why did her sister always have to be so sneaky and get involved in her love life?