The Virginia Threat

7. Public School

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Stephanie's POV

"Open the fucking door, Marsden!" I yell as I bang on the bathroom door with my fists.

Surprisingly, we were able to sleep in the same room without any mishaps. We did not argue and I did not wake up dead in the morning. Everything was going so well until the brunette locked herself in the bathroom and refused to come out. She has been locked in the bathroom for over an hour and school is supposed to start in forty-five minutes.

To say that I am pissed would be an understatement.

"Open the door!" I yell as I kick said door. "It's been over an hour!"

She finally answers, "I'm almost finished." And I can practically hear the smirk on her face.

Ugh, of all families why did I have to stay with this one?!

I hear a door open down the hall. Marcela soon emerges from the room. She closes the bedroom door behind herself before making her way over towards me. The woman is dressed in both pajamas and a fluffy robe. It is obvious that all of the commotion has awoken her.

"What is going on?" She asks as she approaches me, a yawn falling from her lips moments later. "It's seven thirty in the morning."

I cross my arms in front of my chest, "Marsden has been hogging the bathroom for over an hour and I still need to shower." I inform the older woman. "Plus I am almost one hundred percent sure that she used all of the hot water!"

Marcela goes to respond but is quickly cut off when the bathroom door suddenly swings opens. My head snaps in the direction of the opened door so quickly that I almost obtain whiplash. It is only when my eyes meet the smirking brunette that I wish that I were looking anywhere else. My jaw tightens at the sight of her.

Marsden's long brunette hair tumbles down her back in light waves. The hair appears to be slightly damp from her shower. Her face is completely bare, but a thoroughly satisfied facial expression is painted across it. Her gold necklace rests against her damp skin. My eyes draw further down the girl's body. A fluffy white towel is wrapped around her body, hiding her intimate parts from my view. Only her shoulders, arms, and legs are exposed. The towel ends near the middle of her thighs, exposing her long legs.

I would be lying if I were to say that she had a horrible body—She doesn't, not by a long shot. From what is visible to my eyes, her body is toned in all of the right places. It begs the question of what she does to keep it so shapely. I would never admit this out loud. But honestly, the sight of her like this ignites something within me. I even feel my stomach begin to stir.

I mean, she is a relatively attractive girl who is half naked in front of me. It would be weirder if this did not turn me on. Though, my annoyance drastically outweighs my horniness at the moment.

My eyebrows furrow as I watch the girl slightly bow, her eyes not once leaving my own. "The bathroom is all yours, your majesty." She teases with a cocky smirk.

I do not get the chance to respond as the brunette walks past me and into our shared bedroom. She closes the bedroom door behind her. This leaves just her mother and I in the hallway together.

A loud groan leaves my lips while I enter the bathroom. I slam the door shut behind me and lock it. I quickly strip out of my pajamas and step into the shower, worried about being late for school. When I am comfortably in the glass shower, I turn the stainless steel knob to the hottest setting. Immediately, freezing cold water greets my body. An annoyed scream leaves my lips when the water does not warm up after a few seconds.