Exchange girl. [a.i]

two

I woke up wrapped around my still-wet-with-sweat-and-other-liquids bed sheets. I squinted as I looked at the sun that already shone at - I looked at my phone to check - 7:20. I pulled the hair out of my face and turned around. I can't say I was surprised when I didn't see her laying there, just like she had fallen asleep. Not surprised, but perhaps disappointed.

Although her presence wasn't visible, her smell was all over the sheets. Her rasberry scented perfume was everywhere, even in the smallest corners of my not-so-big room.

I laid there, my naked body in contact with the sheets, my hands behind my head and my legs crossed. I replayed the imagines in my head and I remembered how amazing it had been and how I couldn't wait for a next time.

When getting up, my legs felt sore and somewhat weak. I picked up a pair of track shorts and carelessly shoved them up my legs. The elastic that held the fabric tight to my waist was wrecked, making the shorts slide a little below what they were supposed.

I rubbed my eyes child-like and let out a confident sigh before grasping the door knob to exit my room.

The hallway was nearly as quiet as the previous room I had been in. The room in front of mine had its door semi-opened. Was she up?

I wandered off the hallway, peeking through the door to Mom and Jared's bedroom, only to see them tangled in eachother, sleeping.

I reached the kitchen and picked up a bowl of cereals from a cabinet, as well as the box of the cereal. I poured the milk in the bowl carelessly, accidentally letting it spill on the counter.

I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't in the kitchen, so I rushed off to see if she was in the living room.

As I walked in, I saw her eating two slices of toast, followed by an orange juice on the dining table. Her eyes wandered off to the person who had just walked in, but her head didn't lift the slightest. She seemed upset, but I couldn't figure out why.

"Good morning" I said as loud as I my morning voice could let me. I walked towards the sofa, not even thinking twice about sitting next to her, because that would just be too awkward.

"Morning" she mumbled dryly and quickly, almost as if she didn't want to say it, but it was just too unpolite not too.

I couldn't have imagined how unwelcome I would be after we did it, given the fact that she was so welcoming when we were at it. I couldn't understand this behavior. I didn't recognize it. Normally, girls would be all over me the day after, but Ruby wasn't, and although I did enjoy a change for once, I couldn't understand why it was happening.

I laid on the couch, lighting up the TV. I rest the bowl in my stomach as I surfed through the channels, only to find nothing interesting.

I looked back at her and she didn't even glance at the TV once. Nothing seemed to catch her eye more than that stupid orange juice and those unfinished toasts.

I stared at her back that was facing towards me. Her top once again failing at its job to cover her body up due to those thin straps. Her shoulder blades stuck out everytime she'd rest her elbows on the table and her head on her hands.

Not long after, I noticed she wasn't wearing the shorts from the night before. She had a pair of pyjama pants that were rolled up, maybe because they were too long. I wondered why she'd changed bottoms, but soon enough I recalled the hickeys I'd left on her skin. I laughed at the fact that maybe I should go easier on her next time. There is, if there was going to be a next time, because at that point, it didn't look like it was happening.

"Rub-" I began but was right away cut off by Mom.

"Good morning, guys" Her voice was really excited for someone who had just woken up.

I rolled my eyes in frustration.

"Morning, Ms Irwin!" Ruby's voice was certainly more happy as she answered Mom's 'good morning' than mine. I took "maybe just not a morning person" off my mental list titled Reasons why Ruby could be upset.

"I see you're all fed up" Mom looked at both of us, an annoying yet heartfelt smile plastered on her face.

She laughed. I was so keen on her moans that I nearly forgot how much I adored that laugh.

"That's very good, becaue I was thinking of heading off to the beach as soon as the clock hit 12"

"How exciting," I claimed, ironically. "It's not like we go there every fucking day" My excited tone was almost convincing. Almost.

"Well, it's not like Ruby lives here and has been to the beach" Mom returned the irony back.

I rolled my eyes once again, turning back to my almost finished cereal.

"I'd love to go! Beaches in England are so dull" Ruby almost jumped from her seat in excitement. I couldn't understand what all this fuzz with the beach was about. Personally, I found pools better, as well as the girls who went there.

"It's decided then, beach day it is" Mom walked out the room, running to her bedroom to tell Jared, leaving Ruby and I in the once again very silent living room.

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A.N

Hey, Lara here. So, new chapter, new description, new everything!! Yeah, I've added the description of the story, and its kind of sad, but don't worry I dont plan on making this a sad story.

This is still a smut based story *wink wink* but I do want to add a story line to it because otherwise I feel like it would suck (as if it doesnt already loool).

Anyway, hope you enjoyed, leave a comment and a favorite and all that jazz, and thanks for reading!

Hasta la vista, babiesss