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Elizabeth Jensen laid in her bed, and brushed a piece of hair out of Justin Foley's face. A smile appeared on his face before his eyes opened. "Morning." His voice was groggy, and his eyes wandered between Elizabeth's eyes and lips.
"Morning, baby." Elizabeth chuckled as she sat up. "We have school."
"But I don't think we have to go to it." Justin snaked his arms around Elizabeth's waist in an effort to pull her back down to him.
"I've missed the past two weeks basically, I have to go today." Justin sighed and nodded before sitting up. He placed a kiss on Elizabeth's forehead. Elizabeth chuckled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing her lips against his. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
There was a knock at Elizabeth's door, and the two jumped. "It's time for breakfast!" Elizabeth's mom shouted through the door.
"But we never eat breakfast together!" Elizabeth shouted back, as she put on some pajama pants and threw Justin's shirt at him.
"Well, today we are, so get up and get ready, then we're eating breakfast as a family."
"Fine." Elizabeth grumbled as she heard her mother walk away. Justin smiled before wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her. "Hey, you have to go."
"Do I? They're gonna find out I've been sneaking in here some day." Justin chuckled as he finally put on his shirt.
"Well, today's not going to be that day." Elizabeth smiled as she pushed Justin towards the window. "Now, shoo."
"See you at school, princess."
"If you're lucky."
*
After getting ready for school, Elizabeth stumbled into the kitchen where her dad was eating French toast and her mom, Lainie was still cooking eggs. "The eggs will be ready in a few minutes, but while you're waiting, dig into the French toast." Elizabeth nodded before grabbing a plate. Elizabeth's brother Clay rushed into the kitchen and grabbed a mug before pouring himself a cup of coffee. "Do you want any cream with that?" Mrs. Jensen questioned her son.
"This is fine." Clay shook his head before sitting down at the table.
"You don't drink coffee." Elizabeth frowned, crossing her arms over her chest.
