My Best Friend (girlxgirl)

Chapter 5

Charlotte's POV

I woke up in the same spot on the floor in front of the TV in Macy's room except now I had a pillow under me and all of the blanket that Macy and I was sharing over me.

"Mace?" I asked hoarsely.

It was now dark, the TV had been turned off and the only reason I could see was because there was a full moon out and it was giving off light into the room.

What time is it?

I sat myself up and looked at the clock next to Macy's bed on her nightstand, it read 10:37 pm.

Jeez how long was I out?

I got to my feet to head to the door. When I opened it, a heavenly smell of bacon and.. Eggs hit my face. I basically ran downstairs and into the kitchen to see a half naked Macy in a black sports bra and shorts, with her hair basically dripping in front of her stove.

Typical Macy. She may be shy, but I am so thankful that she's totally comfortable around me.

"Damn girl, why stop at the bra? Keep going." I tease jokingly

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" she looks back at me smiling with all her teeth showing.

"Who wouldn't?" I returned her smile. She chuckled and went back to what she was doing.

"You realized you showered twice today?" I told her. "Needed to relax." Macy said quietly.

Weird.

I went and sat down on the island behind her. Macy had a really nice house, it's a whole lot bigger than mine.

Her house was three stories. She had an upstairs, downstairs, and the middle area no one knows the name of. Her kitchen was basically every moms dream kitchen. The cabinets were cherry oak, the countertops were made out of granite, and it had oak flooring. The oven was huge, and do not get me started on her fridge.

So. Much. Food.

Upstairs it was Macy's room, and across the hall was a guest room which was in fact still bigger than my room at home. Below that there was an enormous living area separated from the kitchen with a door made out of oak. It had extremely white carpet and two enormous white sofas across from each other, and a glass table in between the sofas on top of a rug.

Macy's family had a 72" flat screen tv that was on a stand in front of the sofas and table, it really ties the whole room together. There were pictures of the family on the light grey walls here and there and in the hall that led to 3 more rooms, one of which being her parents bedroom, the other being a big beautiful bathroom for everyone, and the last one being a weight room for Mr. Greene, Macy's father.

Downstairs was basically the family game slash movie slash hangout room. There was a projector down there with two bookshelves filled with nothing but DVDs of movies and a huge black leather couch. There are also 3 guests rooms that are hardly ever used.

Macy's house is literally my version of Heaven. I guess that happens when your father was a surgeon and your mother was an accountant.

Macy's house was the reason why I always want to come over here instead of hanging out at my place which she likes to do for whatever reason.

"Hungry?" she asked interrupting my thoughts. "Hell yeah! All we ate today was snacks and a crap load of candy."

She laughed. "Are you complaining?" she asked mockingly. "No, I'm just so hungry, I'd eat anything." I told her smirking. Macy completely froze. She looked back at me wide-eyed and I start busting out laughing.