Your cell phone rings, waking آپ from a peaceful sleep. آپ reluctantly climb out of بستر to find it, wrapping a sheet around آپ and cursing whoever decided it was a good idea to call آپ at 5 am. Stumbling towards your phone, آپ smile at the blonde girl still sleeping, remembering the night before. آپ flip your phone open without checking the caller ID.
“Hello,” آپ say, your voice laced with the effects of sleep.
“Marissa Cooper,” the voice on the other end screeches. “Where the hell are you, young lady?”
“Yeah, nice to hear from you, too, Mom,” آپ say sarcastically.
“Where...

آپ look up as آپ hear the door open, watching her walk in. آپ smile softly and tell her that her girlfriend has gone to sleep. She nods.

“Cool, I think we've seen the last of the guys,” she says, walking over to the table.

“Oh I wouldn’t be so sure, there’s still like what four منٹ of girls night out left,” آپ retort.

You watch her as she takes a drink from the بیئر bottle she just picked up. “I’ve had enough of girls, and guys,” she says, sounding exasperated.

“There’s an old horror movie on,” آپ tell her, trying to take her mind off things.

She glances at the television...

آپ walk along the pier with her, hand in hand, as the wind blows softly. آپ look over at her and notice how beautiful she looks in the setting sun. آپ pause briefly and push a stray hair behind her ear and she pulls آپ in for a kiss. آپ still can’t believe how undeniably attracted آپ are to her. If you’d been asked a ماہ پہلے if you’d ever hook up with a girl, it would have been an emphatic ‘no.’ But then again, a ماہ ago, آپ didn’t know her as anything other than Seth’s boss and sometime girlfriend.

“Hey, Maris,” she says, breaking your thoughts. آپ smile at her...

آپ walk into the club, standing at the سب, سب سے اوپر of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. آپ reach up and touch the دل ہار she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your دل hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept آپ two and آپ can’t take the stress of being rejected سے طرف کی everyone آپ know and love. آپ slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. آپ stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around.

“Hey you,” she says,...

آپ walk in the front door and before آپ can close it, she’s standing in front of you.

“Traffic on the way ہوم from school,” she says.

“Yeah, mom,” آپ say, rolling your eyes and walking past her into the kitchen. آپ weren’t in the mood for her games, آپ just wanted to دکھائیں up long enough for her to get off your case and let آپ go see Alex again.

“I know آپ weren’t at Summer’s last night,” she calls from the foyer as she comes to meet آپ in the kitchen.

“Oh really now,” آپ say, pulling out the مالٹا, نارنگی رس, جوس and taking a drink, not even bothering with a glass.

“Marissa,...

آپ pull up to your house, an گھنٹہ and a half after school let out, hoping your mother isn’t ہوم to realize آپ didn’t come straight ہوم after school. To be honest, آپ never actually went. آپ spent the دن in your lover’s arms, not moving from the بستر except for that گھنٹہ long شاور آپ took. آپ close your eyes, relaxing against the leather seats, and a smile creeps across آپ face as آپ think of the way she touched you. آپ blush, thinking of the way she made آپ come, screaming her name and dragging your nails down her back. It was the first time آپ didn’t have to fake your...

آپ wake up, blinded سے طرف کی the light coming in through the curtains. آپ don’t open your eyes because آپ feel arms wrapped around آپ and you’re scared you’d wake whoever it is. Instead, آپ sigh and curl up closer, trying to fall back asleep. For some reason, آپ feel good about yourself, even though آپ can’t remember where آپ are, because آپ know it’s not home. آپ decide آپ should probably figure that out, so آپ open your eyes a little and see the blonde hair that’s across your shoulder and smile. آپ know exactly where you’re at, and it makes آپ all warm again. آپ lean...