Waking up was the hardest thing to do. Deena snoozed her alarm clock every time it went off. She was comfortable and she didn't want to move.
Sam on the other hand was wide awake getting ready for school. She browsed through the brunette's wardrobe trying to find clothes that seemed like she would wear. She didn't find anything, all of them were Deena's style. Giving up, she grabbed the first set of clothes.
Completely forgetting about the other girl, she stripped down. Putting on the new clothes with ease. "Thanks for the show." Deena whistled causing the other girl to turn beat red.
"I didn't think you were up." Sam murmured tuning around to face her, her hands pulling out her hair that was underneath the shirt.
"I wasn't necessarily up, I was half awake and half asleep." Deena replied flipping the blanket off of her to stand up. "But I'm up now and may I say that you ma'am have a nice figure."
Sam rolled her eyes, gently punching Deena. "Pervert."
"Only for you." Deena said playfully, laughing when Sam hit her again.
"I hate you."
Deena scoffed putting her hand on her heart, "And here I thought we were friends. In that case I hate you too."
Sam stuck her tongue out childishly, "Good."
The brunette rose a brow, "Is good you're response for everything?"
"No, I'm just making sure you can understand what I'm saying. After all you don't have too many brain cells." The blonde teased.
Deena took a step closer, getting up in Sam's face. "Is that so?"
Sam took in a breath, nodding. Deena tsked and stepped back, "Well in that case I'm skipping school." She flopped down on her bed, shoving her face into a pillow and inhaling.
"What? No, Deena come on. We're going to be late for school." Sam complained. She grabbed the girl's arm trying to pull her out of the bed.
It was a failed attempt but she still tried to pull the girl out of the bed. In one swift motion Sam collapsed on the bed. "You know, I thought you'd be harder to pull." Deena said genuinely surprise at how easy it was to pull the girl down.
"Deena." Sam's voice was muffled by the blanket.
"Sam." Deena drawled out.
"We have to go to school."
"Do we though?" Deena asked poking Sam's sides repeatedly.
"Yes." Sam squirmed away from the poking. "Stop that."
Deena smirked, "Make me."
Sam laughed, "Is that a demand or a request?"
"Both." Deena responded. Sam nodded her head sitting up. She moved closer to Deena who froze in her spot. As the blonde girl neared her face, the brunette gulped.
Sam's lips were only about an inch away, she move ever so slightly closer. Their lips practically touching, before Sam pulled away. Her hand covering Deena's mouth.
