Emma
The three of us are standing at the front door as I try to look for anything in particular. My eyes won't stop glancing back and forth onto my phone; wanting to make sure that this is the right address and that we are not lost. That would be trouble for us.
''So, should we knock or something?'' Evelyn asks.
''There's the doorbell,'' Andrea answers from behind which causes me to glance at both of them; seeing that they are busy controlling their laughters which I find confusing for no reason at all. They are acting like kids and yes, it surely is cute, somehow.
''Right. I see that,'' I mutter under my breath.
Within seconds, I am already walking up the stairs before standing near the door; counting to ten before pressing the doorbell but my action is interrupted by the door openi
