Koi here. Thanks for dropping by.
Edit: Wow, I didn't realize this chapter would be that good at keeping people away. Its vague, but its supposed to be so I won't change it. I guess only the brave continue... Also to undergo editing soon, but simply for tense usage.

I walked into the front hall, a bored expression on my face, a box in my arms.

Moving is fun. In Snidesville, maybe.

For the past 15 years, my dad has raised me and my sister alone. My mom died when I was 2, but I don't want to go into that - its not important.

When my dad told us he wanted to start dating again - we were cool with it.

When he told us he had a girlfriend - it was fine.

We didn't even bat an eye when he told us he was in love and wanted to get remarried. We just prepared for wedding preparations and fittings.

We're awesome kids like that.

Anyway, I leaned the box against the rail of our new house and caught my breath for a moment. What? It was a big box.

And all of a sudden I heard footsteps and everything started to move in slow motion as I looked up.

My heart beat slowed to an agonizing pace as I watched her come down the stairs.

It was like I was seeing her for the first time, which was ridiculous.

She smiled at me as she hit the bottom of the stairs.

I dropped the box, feeling out of sorts. She gave me a confused, concerned kind of smile.

My name is Allison.

And this is the story of how I fell in love with my sister.

Just popped into my head. Thoughts? Review? (Wow not even a flame, this is kinda scary.)