Chloe & Her New Friends

1– New Friend

I walked up to the front door. Hesitantly, I pressed the doorbell, and almost instantly I heard the sound of the girls running downstairs to get the door. I was nervous, but at the same time excited to make some new friends…

•••

I’m Chloe.

Today is going to be my first day at a new school. We just moved to a new neighborhood and I’m only beginning to settle in to the new place. The house is still a mess, with packing boxes everywhere, and I haven’t even put my stuff way yet. Me and my younger sister, Chelsea are sharing a room together, which Chelsea is super excited about. Mom says she looks up to me and, as her older sister I have to be a good role model for her. She is only two years younger than me, but we are like identical twins. She has the same blonde hair and blue eyes like me and surprisingly, she is only a couple of inches shorter than me. I’d say our sister-sister bond is quite strong actually, and obviously, that whole ‘looking up to me’ thing plays a part in that. I mean, we like the same foods, we have the same tastes in music and Chelsea tends to follow my sense in clothing and fashion as well, she practically buys the same clothes as me. This kind of relationship can be good, we can tell each other everything about anything, but sometimes it can be a slight bit annoying and can make things awkward. For example, this morning…

I woke up late, and was rushing to get ready for school on time. I really didn’t want to be late for my first day. As I ran into our new bathroom I began to peel down my pajama shorts, and by the time I had closed the bathroom door behind me, I had slipped of the matching pink singlet top as well. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and my boobs peaked out as I pulled the top off. I turned around and noticed my reflection in the mirror on the wall across from me. My body was the one thing about me that I liked most. Sometimes I wondered where it came from. I am around an average height for a sixteen year old, and I have a round face, and white complexion. My large eyes are a sky blue color that sparkle in the sunlight and are bordered by long eyelashes that have a natural curl upwards. My hair is light blonde and radiates a golden glow. When I wear my hair loose, it’ just long enough to go down my chest and cover my breasts. Personally, though, I think my breasts are my best feature. They’re perfectly rounded, but seem quite out of proportion to the rest of my figure, for a girl of my size. They are about a C cup, and most of the time they push out of my chest and make a noticeable curve in just about everything I wear.

Anyway, I showered real quick, and when I got out, Mom yelled out to me that I had five minutes to get dressed before we had to leave. Even though we could walk to school, Mom was dropping me and Chelsea off because it was a first day, and the school was on her way to her new job. In a rush I patted myself dry and ran into my room. Chelsea was sitting on her bed, stuffing some books into her bag. She was already dressed in a pair of red denim short shorts and a white t-shirt. It was knotted to one side, and had the word LOVE printed on it in big red block letters. She had left her blonde hair untied, flipping it over to one side. If you looked closely you could see the outline of her red bra peeking through the thin material of her top.

“Hey, Chels. Which box has the underwear in it” I said.

“That one, over there” she said pointing to a box in the corner looking up at me.

I went over to the box, dropping my towel to the ground. I wasn’t embarrassed about doing this in front of my sister, I mean, we did share a room, and besides, we had seen each other naked before. I searched around and pulled out a white bra, and clipped it on, while looking again through the box for some panties.

“Nice ass” Chelsea teased jokingly as she watched me go through the box.

“Come on girls, time to go!” I heard Mom call from downstairs.

Chelsea pick up her bag and ran down stairs.

“Let’s go, Chloe.” She said to me as she left the room.

“Crap.” I wasn’t even dressed yet.

Quickly I grabbed the first pair of panties I saw, my teeny pink lacy panties with white frills, from the top of the pile in the box. I had no time to look through the box for another pair, so they would have to do. I put them on, and they pressed tightly against my crotch. Oh well, at least they looked pretty. I ran over another box, searching frantically for something to wear. I pulled out a simple red summer dress. I wasn’t too fancy, casual enough for school, although not something I would normally wear, especially on my first day. But time was running out. So I slipped it on only too relies it was Chelsea’s – a size too small for me.

“Chloe!” Mom yelled up to me.

“Yeah, I’m coming.” Looks like I was wearing the dress to school.

The dress went down a little less than a third of my thighs. Hopefully that would be long enough. I would just have to remember not to bend over, I suppose. I had no time to put on shorts under the dress. My boobs pressed firmly against the light fabric of the dress, and their round shape was clearly visible.

Damn it, I thought. The last thing I want to do is have guys swooning over me because of the way I had dressed. And I especially didn’t what to be seen as a slut. I wasn’t ready for that. Not at a new school. Not at a place where I knew no one.

•••

I have to admit – I am especially quiet and shy too. The only thing that was different between me and my sister. Chelsea was loud and outgoing, and could make friends easily. Me, not so much. Most of my first day at school, I walked with my head to the ground, covering my face with my blonde hair. I sat at the back of the classroom, away from the other students, too shy to talk or make conversation with anyone. And when the bell rang to go home I rushed out the school gate, relieved to be going home.

Although Mum had dropped us off in the morning, Chelsea and I were going to walk home, but I could seem to find her. I figured she’d make her own way back home, so I set off walking by myself.

As I walked home, I recalled what a crap first day it had been. I got lost, which made me late to class, I had no friends to sit with at lunch and on top of that I had tripped up in the hallway, and fallen to the ground. Soooo embarrassing. Even worst as I fell my dress flipped up and I landed with it slightly inverted the wrong way. I’m sure that bunch of guys watching me from the end of the hallway got what they were looking for – a clear view of my arse in my tight frilly panties. Fuck.

As I was trudging along, kicking rocks across the ground miserably, a girl’s voice piped up out of nowhere next to me.

“Hi, I’m Maddi,” said the girl. “You’re that new girl right, in my biology class?”

“Yeah, biology,” I said dully, keeping my head down. “I’m Chloe by the way” I added.

“Yeah I remember,” said Maddi, “So you live around here?”

“Only a couple of blocks away actually,” I said quietly.

“Oh, me too! I’ll walk with you and can tell me a bit about yourself…”

Maddi seemed like a nice person. So, for the first time in our conversation, I looked up from the pavement to see the girl standing next to me. Maddi was slightly taller than I was, mostly because of her long legs. She had lightly tanned skin and was wearing ripped denim shorts and a t-shirt that left her shoulders exposed so her bra straps could be seen. Her boobs, which were a probably a large B cup, pushed her top outward and gave her an attractive curving figure.

I looked up at Maddi’s face to see a pleasant smile starring back at her. Maddi had great big eyes that shone a light chestnut brown, complementing her long brunette hair which she had tied into a high ponytail at the top of head. Looking at her hair, I guessed that if she undid it would be long enough to reach down to the bottom of her shorts.