Best friends?

Amelia frowned. What the hell was Chelsea doing in her house? And with her father?

Chelsea smiled and waved at Amelia.

"What are you doing here?" Amelia asked sternly, returning neither the wave nor the smile.

"Amelia, you just disappeared, I didn't see you when I got back. And, why are you being so harsh to your best friend?" Mr Brown inquired.

Amelia opened her mouth to say something, but before she could even speak, Chelsea started speaking.

"Oh, I am used to her being like this whenever we argue. This is just one of those times, we are going to sort it out." Chelsea said with a smile that looked annoying to Amelia.

"Oh is that so?" Mr Brown asked, adjusting his glasses.

"Yes, it is. It's something so little. And I am here to solve those issues." Chelsea repeated.

Amelia just stood speechless, she couldn't even imagine the effrontery Chelsea had to step into the house after what she had done. Amelia didn't say a word, she ignored Chelsea and stomped up the stairs.

"Amelia? Your fri