AN: So this a short story for a contest entry.

Fasina saw her mom pay the cab the money and helped her get out a luggage bag.

She sighed. She still didn't want to surprise her mom's friend Mrs Triveni.

Getting unexpected guests does not fall under the category of surprises for most people. Scratch that. For all people.

Fasina shivered and pulled at her purple jacket. She had wavy shoulder length hair which were black along with her eyes and a dark brown complexion.

She had constantly been bullied in New York due to her being an African but it was much better here in India.

"Okay sweetie, lets go", her mom smiled.

Fasina sighed and truged after her mother. A few seconds after the bell had rung a welcoming lady opened the door.

Dark bangs of hair framed her face as she opened her mouth in surprise.

"Samirah!", she cried, her brown eyes wide with surprise, and the two of them hugged.

Then they started chatting on old school days and how we had come visiting when Mrs Triveni's eyes finally fell on Fasina.

She hugged her and said she had beautiful eyes and that I was an exact replica of my mother. Fasina smiled politely and Mrs Triveni led them inside.

"Actually there is a small problem", Mrs Triveni said, with a small frown.

"You might have to adjust a little cause we... um have some other visitors too..."

Sure enough right in front sat American couple with blonde hair. The lady had blue eyes while the man had brown eyes and both were lean and tall.

Sitting on the couch opposite to them was a girl who looked around Fasina's age. She had long blonde hair and blue-green eyes and had earphones in her ears. She had an air of annoyance around her and an i-don't-give-a-dam-to-what-people-think look on her face.

Great. Fasina knew this surprise would turn out as a disaster
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It turned out that the Jones were only glad to have more company and to make new friends.

However Allison's face told another story. She hadn't wanted to come here. She already had plans with her friends in Florida. She hadn't any expectations from her parents but they shouldn't have dragged her here. She was determined to be cross and air her views - good or bad.

Unfortumately her parents had told her that if she wouldn't behave herself she would never get her new phone.

For a long time the elders kept chatting about this and that and Allison just kept texting her friends and listening to songs.

Out of the corner of her eyes she saw the African girl smile at her. She just nodded at her, which was quite friendly according to her standards.

She might hate this place and her parents but she knew how it felt to be bullied and by the looks of the girl's eyes she had been the centre of endless jokes and brutal comments.

Yup. Allison was observing that way.

Suddenly the African lady asked "Where is Tanya?"

"Oh she had her kathak(its a dance form) classes, she should be here any minute", Mrs Triveni answered.

"Someone asked for me?" a voice came from behind and everyone turned to see a girl with really curly black-brown hair that were tied into a ponytail and vivid, dancing brown eyes. She had a tanned skin and was dressed in a traditional suit.

She smiled and Allison could feel warmth radiating from her.
Somehow Allison found herself smiling back at her.

"Oh here you are!", Mrs Triveni smiled.

Everyone was introduced and Tanya suggested that the girls hang out in her room and led everyone upstairs.
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Tanya's room was spacious. The walls were pale green and family pictures hung everywhere. In the middle of the room was a single bed with a plain white mattress.

A set of cabinets rose on one side of the wall and on the other side was a wooden study table with a huge window beside it.

Tanya seemed to be a neat freak as everything was in place

"Make yourself comfortable", Tanya said gesturing towards two beanbags.

Allison and Fasina sat down and Tanya took her place on the edge of the bed

"So," she said.
"On with intoductions!"

"I'm Tanya. I am 14 years old and study in 9th standard which is really hard! I'm usually easy going and have lots of friends. Lets see... I love acting and dancing and I am a chatterbox, as you may have noticed...
Also, it is rather hard to get me angry"

Suddenly rock music blasted out and the three girls jumped.

Tanya gritted her teeth.
"Scratch that. It is really easy to angry me if you are my brother!"

She bounced off the bed and marched out. Allison and Fasina shrugged and followed her outside to see Tanya banging on a door not far away.

A few seconds later the door opened to reveal a tall and rather muscular guy with tanned skin, black hair and dark eyes.

"Lower the volume you freak!" Tanya cried.

"Uh huh ", the guy said
"What did you say?"

"I SAID FREAKING LOWER THE VOLUME TARAN!" Tanya screamed her throat out.

Taran banged the door and the volume increased even more.

Tanya glared at the door.
"The sound doesn't travel down but I can hear it!" Tanya had to yell over the noise.

"Oh well, he asked for it", she smiled wickedly.

Allison and Fasina exchanged glances.
Their stay here was going to be anything if not interesting.