After I got buzzed in past the front door, I climbed up what seemed like a million flight of stairs. I had bumped into an old friend from Vanda's Stage School. We both attended there several years ago where we both had dreams of making it big. She invited me to her place for lunch.
"Hey!" Hannah greeted me as I saw her standing in front of her front door, waiting for me to go up the last couple of steps.
"Hey!" I replied back as I checked her out. She was in white sweat pants and a white top.
"Dressed all in white?" I asked as she spread her arms to give me a hug when I approached her.
"You look good too!" She laughed as she hugged me. I always had a thing for her. As soon as I saw her at Vanda's, I was instantly attracted to her and approached her. We became partners and always teamed up together for joint pieces, but nothing ever developed between us.
"How long has it been since we last saw each other?" I asked.
"Too long." She replied as she held my hand and led me into her apartment. "Why'd we stop hanging out?" She asked.
"Can't remember." I lied. "Maybe we drifted apart once we finished up at Vanda's?" I suggested.
"Yeah! Probably." She replied. We had actually drifted apart when I tried to make a move on her and kissed her. She didn't kiss me back, she pulled away politely and we never talked about again, not that it was hard. I didn't call her expecting her to call me and she never did.
She led me into the kitchen area and her mother was there. I was expecting for her to be alone, so her mom being there was a surprise. I was hoping to get her all by her lonesome and maybe achieve something I failed to do many years ago.
The kitchen was an average size for an apartment and it had a table for four people there for eating meals on.
"Mum, This is Kash, Kash, this is my mum." Hannah introduced us, although 'Mum' wasn't really an introduction, cause she wasn't my mom.
"She's making us lunch." Hannah said sitting down at the table and motioned for me to sit down beside her. Her mom made sandwiches and conversation was limited due to the presence of her mom. I guess I wasn't going to get any further than I did the last time I was with Hannah.
"Hey guys!" I heard a woman's voice as the front door opened. "Do you know how to install channels on a TV?" She asked, with a remote in her hand.
I looked her up and down and by her face, it was quite clear she was Hannah's sister. She looked a couple of years older, but in comparison to Hannah, she actually looked better.
She was wearing the tiniest white shorts I had ever seen with a tight red top that had red and white stripes going across horizontally, her breasts looked very big, in the tight top and her navel was showing. I felt like I was drooling as she was talking and didn't even take in anything she said.
"What about him?" Hannah's sister pointed at me without looking at me. I'm assuming that Hannah and their mom had no clue how to install channels. All three of them looked at me.
"It's usually in the manual." I said. "It's pretty straight forward stuff." I added.
"I read the manual." She said. "It made no sense." She walked up to me and squatted down at the side of me. I looked down at her and my eye locked on to her legs, her calves looked nice and fleshy and toned as I stared at them. That's when I noticed that her toe nails were painted white. Hold on! She was barefoot, didn't she just come into the apartment? Did she walk over here barefoot?
"Please!" She pleaded with me. "Can you come and do it?"
"Err..." I looked at Hannah, I didn't want to just bail on her. She was writing something and she looked up at me.
"I have filming on about an hour." Hannah replied. "I have leave in like fifteen minutes."
"OK then." I said to Hannah's sister's delight. She let out a excited, pleased squeal as she hugged my hips. I had to admit, I felt a little uncomfortable as to where her face was considering her mom was here, but at the same time, I didn't want her to let go.
Everyone stood up and walked to the front of the apartment.
"I'll catch you later." I said to Hannah.
"Here's my number." She said handing me a piece of paper. "Call me okay?" She asked seriously.
"OK." I replied taking the piece of paper from her. Hannah gave me a hug then me and her sister walked away. I looked back as I saw Hannah close the door behind us. I felt a little poignant that the door on me and Hannah had closed, but took solace in the fact that another had opened between me and her hot older sister.
"I'm Kara by the way." She looked back at me as we went down the stairs, finally introducing herself. Kara. Kara Tointon, I added Hannah's surname to her first to figure out her full name and it sounded very familiar.
"I'm Kash." I introduced myself, realizing that I had said nothing once she introduced herself.
"So where is your apartment?" I asked. Kara laughed.
"How long have you been living in the UK?" She asked.
"Nearly five years." I replied.
"And you're still using the word apartment?" She laughed, turning around to look at me. "And it's right here." She said taking a key out of her shorts, I didn't think that those tiny shorts could actually fit anything in them, apparently I was wrong.
She opened the door, let me in and closed the door behind herself.
"So you live on the floor just below your sister and mom?" I asked.
"Yeah!" She laughed. "I can just pop upstairs whenever it's lunchtime."
"That's pretty handy." I said as she led me into the living room.
The living room was a fairly decent size. It had two three seater couch's and a one seat couch. There was a coffee table in front of one of the couch's, which is the one she sat on, lifting her legs up into the air, curling her pretty toes as she pulled the coffee table close to the couch and then rested her legs on the coffee table, crossing one of her heels over the other.
I walked up to her, looking at the soles of her bare feet.
"Considering that you were roaming around barefoot out side, I'm surprised at how clean they still look." I commented as I noticed that the soles of her feet didn't have any kind of dirt or anything on them.
"Really?" She asked wriggling her toes, not making any attempt to see if I was telling the truth or not.
"I was expecting them to be black with dirt from the concrete floor outside." She added.
I sat down on the coffee table beside her feet and she handed me the remote. I leaned back a little to get it from her hand, placing it beside me as I picked up the manual for the TV that was on the floor. I placed my hand closest to her on her feet, hopping that she wouldn't notice as I opened the manual and took a quick glance.
"Oh. This is easy." I said. "It's similar to mine. But it will take some time to install and get the channels right. How comes the guys that fitted the TV didn't do it for you?"
"They were in a rush and said it was 'easy' to install. My bloody arse it is!" She said.
I held down the menu button until the install option came up.
"So how do you know my sister?" Kara asked.
"We went to Vanda's Stage School together." I replied as I started to tune the channel, aiming to get the digital channel first.
"Ohh! So you're an actor too?" She asked.
"Not really. I went to auditions and after about two years getting rejected and working as a waiter part time, I became friends with the chef there and we opened up our own restaurant a couple of months back." I replied.
"That's great about the restaurant, but it totally sucks about the acting." She added.
"I don't know how Hannah scored 'Hollyoaks.' She hit the mother load there."
"Hollyoaks isn't that big. Eastenders is much bigger." She said, with a hint of envy in her voice.
"Are you jea..." I started to say, looking back at her when I realised who she was. "You're in 'Eastenders!'" I stated. Kara gave out a laugh.
"Took you log enough to work that one out." She laughed, nudging me with her foot.
"Sorry. But I don't watch the show frequently, every now and then." I said.
"Don't worry about it." She said reassuringly. "I'm not a 'Eastenders' fan either. I prefer 'Corrie' myself." She chuckled.
"Bet they'd love to hear that." I said.
"Yeah!" She said looking like she was thinking. "So are you fucking my baby sister?"
"What?!" I was just shocked at the randomness of the question as well as how upfront she was.
"She is the prettier one." Kara added.
"No!" I said. "We're just friends!"
"So you think she's ugly?" She asked.
"No!" I replied.
"It's just what people say when they find the other person ugly." She stated.
"For your information, I find Hannah very attractive."
"So why haven't you done anything?"
"I did!" I replied, my voice sounding a little higher than I intended. "But she stopped talking to me for a couple of years after I did." I said that last bit quietly.
"Really?" Kara asked leaning forward. "That's my sister for you! Doesn't know a hot bloke when he's in front of her face."
"You think I'm hot?" I asked. "I don't think anyone has ever said that about me before."
"Really?" Kara asked sounding surprised. "I'd do you."
"Seriously?" I asked.
