"And you two aren't coming out till mama Denise says so!" Libby opened her mouth to respond, or yell but was interrupted by a door slamming in her face. She looked back at Chanel, who looked more offended than angry. She stormed up to the door, threw #5 aside and yelled. "You better let me out of here now bitch!" #5 looked up, only to be confronted by a glare. "Help me slut!" #5 turned away and sunk into the corner. "What's the use?" She answered. She looked back at how they'd gotten in this mess. The two had been arguing, as usual, but this time, Chanel had taken it too far. She'd slapped her, and called her a useless prick. Denise, or "Mama Denise" had yelled at the two and told them to "kiss and make up." So, she threw them in a closet. This wasn't fun. Chanel grumbled something under her breath, and sat down on the opposite side of the large closet.
~10 min later~
"How long do you think it will be?" #5 asked, finally getting the nerve to speak. "I don't know, and don't care." Chanel answered coldly. <Beep beep> #5 looked down at her phone and sighed. Chanel #3: you two should kiss. "What?" Chanel growled, very short tempered. "It's just #3." She heard shuffling and footsteps. She felt a warmth at her side and looked to see Chanel sitting next to her. #5 felt that familiar bubbly feeling. Oh no, not again. This had happened with multiple people, but why Chanel? She felt a warm breath on her neck. "What did she say?" Chanel whispered in her ear, making #5 shiver. Now she realized, Chanel was doing this on purpose. She was trying to tempt her. Well, two could play at that game. She looked her in the eyes and said: " She wants us to kiss." The two looked at each other, refusing to look away. #5 was pinned against the wall so fast she was sure Chanel was a secret demon. She felt instant lips on hers. The two girl engaged in a hot make out, lips teeth and tongue. Chanel gasped as she felt teeth graze her neck. "Oh god..." Chanel choked, moaning. #5 left love bites down her partner's neck, so Chanel wouldn't be able to cover it up. She was about to reach under the girl's shirt, until she got a text. Chanel #3: Are u guyz rdy 2 come out? Chanel grabbed the phone out of her hand and texted back: no.
