Part One

"Freak Like Me"

Song by Halestorm

"I'm not doing it," Max Caulfield sternly informed her friend outside from the doorway of her dorm room. "Stop asking."

"Maaaaax," Rachel Amber said, hands together as though in prayer with a pleading look on her face, "Please please please puh-lease."

"Fucking Chrissake, Rachel," Max said, looking outside into the empty hallway before pulling out an e-cigarette and putting it to her lips as she motioned for Rachel to get inside before closing and locking the door behind her depressed friend, "I'm not playing mediator between you and Kate again. You dug your head into this mess, so you pull yourself out this time."

"Buh-but," Rachel's enunciation exaggerated as she stuck her bottom lip out in a pout and gave Max puppy eyes, "You're so much better with Kate when she's gets like this than I am, Maxi-pad, you-"

"I fucking hate it when people call me that, Rachel. You just lost a point in your favor," Max chided in an edgy tone of voice, taking a puff of her e-cigarette before blowing the vapor in Rachel's direction. Moving to the couch, Max sat cross-legged and patted the seat beside her, "Ugh, I can't keep doing this for you, Rachel. Kate is asexual and you're not. How the fuck is she supposed to handle you being drunk and touchy when she's still getting used to being herself?"

"I know, Max," Rachel said, her face apologetic as she looked down at her hands when she joined Max on the couch. Leaning her head onto Max's Rachel let out a distressed sigh and looked up at the other girl before licking her lips slightly, "Max, do you think I could…I dunno…"

"You want a hit, I'm guessing," Max smirked as she peered down to look at Rachel with an amused expression, "This is what happens when you spend your petty cash on fancy eyeliner and leather underwear. Just cave and shop from Amazon like the rest of us, dumbass."

"But these were on sale," Rachel said, pulling the collar her shirt down to show Max the latex strapless bra with a grin, "Besides, you like it."

"I'm not Kate's girlfriend, and I'm allowed to like it," Max said, turning her head away but keeping her eyes locked on Rachel's eyes, "Shit. Rachel, you and Kate are so good together. At least I thought you were… She knows you have…needs, but how do you keep 'forgetting' that she's not into sexual stuff when you're turnt?"

"You have Chloe, so it's not like you know how this feels, being with someone who likes you back but can't get into you the way you want to get into them," Rachel teased and Max narrowed her eyes before starting to get up. Max felt Rachel hook an arm around her waist and glared at her, "Don't go, Max! I'm sorry, okay? Look, I don't mean to keep foisting my bullshit onto you and I know you've got your own shit to deal with, but next to Kate you're the closest girlfriend I have."

"Girl space friend," Max corrected, looking over at Rachel with a tired expression, "You seem to forget that I'm taken, too. You and I are in the past tense, Rachel. Seattle was a while back."

"Boo," Rachel teased before smiling, "Yah, I know. Chloe's lucky to have you."

"Why don't you fucking talk to her about this crap? I mean, you have more than just me. Is there no one else you trust with all this, Drama Mama?"

"Nope."

"Wowsers, your life must suck," Max joked before toking on her e-cigarette for a deep inhale, quirking an eyebrow at Rachel.

"It's gonna suck more if you don't give me a-" Rachel was cut off by Max's lips meeting her own, their lips parting in harmony as the vapor in Max's mouth was passed along into Rachel's.

A moan escaped both girls and their tongues writhed before sliding up against one another, Rachel shifting in her seat so she could straddle Max with the brunette's hands feebly slapping at Rachel's arms. The kiss reminded Max of a time years ago when she and Rachel had gotten lost with one another in Seattle until Rachel's hips started to stir, the lustful fog clearing further when Rachel tried to take Max's hands and put them on her inner thighs, Max pulled away from both the kiss and Rachel's touch. You're wearing the shortest jean shorts I think a girl can get away with on campus, Rachel. I can see your panties, for crying out loud. Goddamn tease, fucking bullshit asshole.

"Enough," Max said, her voice cold as Rachel frowned.

"Max, I-"

"I know. I'm no better because I started getting into it. I shouldn't have shotgun you in the first place," Max said as she patted Rachel's leg and the dark blonde got up and sat across from Max on the bed. "We're both screw-ups, Rach, but you can't do this. Not to me, and not to Chloe."

"I'm not going to screw things up between you and Chloe, Max," Rachel said as she caught the e-cigarette Max had tossed her and took a drag before throwing it back, "Besides, if I wanted to do that I'd just tell her about your-"

"…," Max glared at Rachel when the dirty blonde looked up. Max popped her knuckles when she closed them into fists, then got to her feet, "I am really fucking trying to keep this all together, Rachel, but she's gotten so damn sweet ever since our second date. I-I just don't want to fucking destroy what she and I have, okay? And you're risking that, despite you helping to bring us back together…"

"I know, okay. I know," Rachel said as she got to her feet and opened Max's door out to the hall, "Just hold onto her hella tight, or it'll end up like how I feel right now with Katiebear. You'll talk to Kate with me, at least?"

"Yes, Rachel Dawn Amber," Max said, leaning back to lay her head against the back of her couch, seeing the knowing grin on her friend's face, "I will play goddamn couple therapist again. Stay free from nookie attempts in the meantime, though? Make my freebie a little easier to do?"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am," Rachel said with a salute, skipping over to give Max a kiss on the cheek before heading out the door, "Door open?"

"Fuck no, I'm gonna get lit," Max said with a sarcastic grin, hearing Rachel chuckle as she closed the door behind her, "All this goddamn drama I need to bake."

Setting the e-cigarette down, Max got up and stretched. It being early morning on a Saturday, Max was still dressed in the usual boy shorts and a t-shirt she wore to sleep, three fuzzy chicks lined up across the chest. It might not suit me so much these days, but it is pretty cute and I still like it, Max thought as she pulled at the shirt's fabric to look down at the printed baby chickens, I'm allowed cute, just like I'm also allowed a heavy bag and boxing gloves. Sighing to herself, Max scratched at her head and walked over to the computer desk built into the wall. Reaching into the small divide between the wooden desk and the brick wall that faced the dormitory's exterior, Max pulled out an old fabric pencil case and pulled out the cigarette case she kept her pot in. Slipping a joint between her lips, Max lit up with the Zippo lighter in the pencil case and held the smoke in as she walked over and opened the window. Saturdays mean extra-light security and no one being the wiser if I happen to blaze in my room, Max thought with a Cheshire grin until she looked onto the dormitory quad and saw a boy lying on the grass.

"Nathan!" Max cried out, giggling a bit when the unconscious form twitched and awoke with a start, "Jesus, how many times are you going to pass out in the damn quad?"

"Shut yer hole, Max Lezfield," Nathan yelled back up before snorting, "Fuck, Caulfield, what time is it?"

"Early enough that I woke you up in time," Max replied as the boy walked over so that he was standing alongside the building, "You need a water?"

"Yeah, fucking cottonmouth," Nathan said before catching the bottled water Max tossed down, "Much obliged, but I won't catch your gay if I drink this, will I?"

"Uh, you're already gay, Nathan," Max teased, both of them laughing as Nathan nodded in acknowledgement and took a drink, "You stole Brooke's boyfriend. Who knew Warren Graham was bi, eh?"

"I did."

"Oh, of course you did. Fucking snapping photos of him when he wasn't watching, stalker," Max snickered.

"What you got going on today? You want to go spar?" Nathan asked, quirking an eyebrow, "Need to get my fight on."

"Can't, sorry. I'm still in recovery mode from the tourney last weekend," Max shrugged as she sipped at her own water in-between puffs of her dope, "I get back into it on Monday, though. That cool?"

"It's a date!" Nathan smirked as he started to head off toward the boys' dormitory entrance.

"Dude, I'm gay and you're gay!" Max called after him, smiling as she watched Prescott's shoulders shake from laughter, "That'd be the worst date ever!"

Snorting as she watched Nathan flip her off before going into his dormitory, Max closed her window and stripped down before wrapping herself in a towel and heading for the shower room with her toiletries in hand. Max's hand had just grabbed the doorknob when she heard her phone vibrate on the bedside table. Rolling her eyes with a smirk on her face, Max knew who was likely texting her and walked over to take a seat on her bed with phone now in hand.

Chloe: Mad Max!

Max: Captain Chloe! :D

Chloe: No emoji!

Max: Dude, I could spam you with them so hard you'd cry

Chloe: Nooooooooooo!

Max: Darth Vader no?

Chloe: Empire Luke Skywalker no

Max: Ah, tragic

Chloe: I'd cut off my typing hand if you fucking hit me with your emojisaber

Max: Nerd!

Chloe: Dork!

Chloe: Max, um, you free today? Haven't seen my Maxaroni in a week, dude! We got to stop taking so damn long between quality time!

Max: I invited you to come with me to Seattle last weekend for my tournament. Not my fault you said no.

Chloe: …I didn't want you paying for ANOTHER thing we did together. I'm starting to feel hella bad about it, yo

Max: Well, I am free all weekend so quality time is go.

Chloe: Hella YE

Max: eheheh

Max: Come over to my dorm? I need to shower, but can you be here shortly?

Chloe: ye no prob. See u soon

Max looked at her inactive phone even as the screen winked off for standby mode and kept watching it for a couple more minutes. Her lips scrunching up as she laid back onto the bed, Max raised the phone up so that it was positioned above her and snapped a selfie that showed her from the mid-torso and up. Bare-breasted and biting her lip in a way that she knew Chloe liked, Max sent the picture to Chloe and wrapped herself back up in the towel before leaving for a shower.

Entering the shower room, Max saw Kate brushing her teeth and waved to her friend in greeting. Hey, Kate. It's me, the friend who also occasionally kinda macks on your girlfriend! Ugh. Smooth, Max. Shaking her head in mild self-loathing, Max pulled back the curtain and started the hot water when she heard Kate cough. Looking over her shoulder to see Kate watching her from the mirror, Max turned around and smiled.

"Everything okay, Kate?" Max asked, reaching behind her to shut the water off. Wowsers, the bags under her eyes. Kate, aww, did you have another nightmare? "Hey, are you okay?"

"Max…," Kate started to say before rinsing out her mouth before running into Max's arms, "Max, I'm a terrible person!"

"Wha-, no you're not!" Max hugged her friend, bewildered by Kate's statement, "Kate, Rachel feels epically bad, but you did nothing wrong. I know all this with you two is pretty much the norm lately, but I just sat with her and she was really upset. I know she should have told you but-"

"I cheated on her!" Kate admitted, pulling back to look at Max with watery eyes, "I know that she's…different, but I cheated on her! I'm terrible!"

"With Victoria, right?" Max said, her voice cracking under the sudden and unyielding glare Kate was giving her. No punch is more powerful than the heated glare of Blackwell's Cinnamon Roll. Fuck. "Yeah, I knew. I've seen the way you two look at each other in photography class. Bun-bun, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad. I just didn't feel it was my place to bring it up, that's all."

"…I'm sorry," Kate said, her glare softening as she hugged Max again, the brunette squeezing her friend tightly, "I shouldn't be mad at you. Not after what I did."

"…What did you do, exactly?" Max asked, a curious grin on her face as Kate pulled back with her face now a scarlet hue from blushing. "Kate…?"

"I might have kissed Victoria. After gym yesterday…and the day before that in the library…and in her room three days ago...," Kate was nearly weeping as she confessed to Max and Max pulled off her towel to wipe the other girl's tears away only to stifle a laugh when Kate glanced at her naked form before quickly looking away. "Max, put the towel back on!"

"Oh. Uh, right," Max sheepishly replied before wrapping herself back up, "Kate, you're in high school. We're in high school. You're expected to screw up or make a mess of things every now and then."

"This isn't screwing up, though. Max, I really like Victoria and she gets me, gets me being an asexual. Rachel… It's like she wants in my pants half the time but she's really sweet and kind. I think I'm falling for Victoria and I think she feels the same for me, but I don't want to hurt Rachel's feelings…"

"…Then you need to break it off with Rachel, if you feel that way," Max replied, frowning at Kate's quivering lip, "Aww, Katie. Don't cry, Bun. She'll understand. Rachel's like that and I know she wants you happy more than anything else. It'll hurt, yeah, but we're fucking teenagers. You shouldn't be planning a wedding and china patterns with every person you're seeing. Go with the fun, lil Bun-bun."

"Will you talk to Rachel for me…?" Kate asked as Max let her to go take a shower. "Please, Max?"

"Are you cereal? …I am going to sit you two in a padded room and give your nerf swords, I swear to Dog," Max said in an exasperated huff as she put her hands on her hips, "Rachel wants me to talk to you, you want me to talk to Rachel. Kate, can't you talk to Rachel? I mean, I normally have no problem helping but how many times do you two need me to?"

"…I'm sorry," Kate said quietly, her head downcast as Max looked at her with thinned lips, "I don't mean to be a nuisance-, Max? Max, where are you going?"

Towel-clad, Max walked out into the hallway and pounded her fist on Rachel's door. Hearing a startled yipe from inside the room, Max pounded again until Rachel quickly opened up. Not giving Rachel a chance to speak, Max grabbed her by the wrist and pulled Rachel down the hall with Kate right behind them until all three girls were at Victoria's door. Max saw Rachel pout when Max gently knocked on Victoria's door but didn't have time for her friend's ego-stroking needs or hurt feelings.

"Max? Max, what fucking time is it?" Victoria answered drowsily, rubbing her eyes with an open palm as she stood in a simple black tank-top and red silk sleep shorts. "Uh, what the hell is this?"

Pushing Kate and Rachel into Victoria's room, Victoria too surprised to argue, Max closed the door and stood in front of it with her arms crossed.

"M-Max, you're only wearing a towel-," Rachel tried to distract her friend, but Max wasn't having it.

"You three need to get your shit together," Max was near fuming, eyes wide and alert as she stared down the other girls one at a time, "You're all my friends, and I love each one of you, but wowsers. I can't fucking babysit your love lives every damn day, and it's not fair to me and Chloe when you try to get me to do so. I have a love life, too, you jerks!"

"Max, I-" Kate tried to speak but clamped her jaw shut when Max shot a glare at her. Don't you even, Max thought, narrowing her eyes when Kate tried to give her puppy eyes. Angry Max trumps Puppy Kate every…damn…time…

"Kate, tell Rachel."

"…Max…"

"Kate Marsh."

"I… I like Victoria!" Kate blurted out, "I-I'm sorry, Rachel! Please, please don't be mad! It's just, well, she's asexual too and we understand each other better so I-"

"…I just want you to be happy," Rachel said in a hushed voice, her face attempting something like a smiling frown. Or is it a frowning smile? Max pondered before shaking her head at trailing off-topic. "I-If I was too much for you, Kate, you could have just told me…"

"I did," Kate interjected, Victoria inching over bit by bit until she could take one of Kate's trembling hands. Max couldn't decide if Kate was sad or angry, the blonde's disposition tended to carry both feelings at the same time when she wasn't feeling otherwise. "You get drunk or high, and you get all… you get all feely and it isn't until I speak up that you look at me with such a terrified expression. Rachel, I just want you to be happy, too. I'm s-sorry for freaking out over this and I'm sorry if I'm hurting you but… c-can we still be f-friends, maybe…?"

"Bun-bun…," Rachel said, lip quivering as she crossed over from Victoria's desk chair to hug a still-surprised Victoria and an immensely relieved Kate, "Are you kidding? We were hella tight before we ever tried us being a couple! Baby, if Tori makes you happy then I am happy, okay?"

Max mouthed an apology to Victoria as the pixie-haired girl just stared at her with a dumbfounded look before slinking out of the room to see Chloe sauntering down the hall. Walking hurriedly to her amused girlfriend, Max leaned her head into Chloe's shoulder and let out a groan.

"Ughhh" was all Max could manage to get out as Chloe surveyed the damage of Kate and Victoria holding hands while Rachel smiled at them before the door to Victoria's room closed in front of her. Max peeked out of her resting spot on Chloe to see a slightly dejected Rachel give them a quick grin before passing her and Chloe in the hall. Hearing a door close with a little more force than usual, Max let out another groan.

"Fucking goddamn emotional melodrama bullshit ass-fuckery…" Max mumbled into Chloe's shirt and bit at the fabric teasingly when she felt the bluenette's body shake from laughter that was barely contained. "You suck, Chlo. Laughing at my torture."

"Dude, you totally stick yourself in that shit," Chloe replied, pushing Max back a bit so that she could kiss the angsty brunette, "Besides… Hey."

"'Hey' back," Max said, her voice turning silky as her scowl morphed into a smile and she brought her lips to Chloe's again with another kiss before burying her face in the crook of Chloe's neck. "Mmm, Chloe smooches are the bestest smooches ever…"

"Damn right, Maximillian," Chloe said with a smirk that Max didn't catch, "Damn, Max, have you even gotten a chance to shower yet?"

"No," Max replied with a sigh before jerking her head back to look up at Chloe with a wide-eyed expression. Ooh… "Hey, you feel up for some 'Splish Splash' action?"

"Max Caulfield, are you wanting moi to join you in a steamy shower scene?" Chloe teased before gasping breathily when Max replied by nibbling on her neck, "Unh, Max… Max, you need to talk to me more like this. H-Holy fuck…"

Max backpedaled hurriedly into the shower room, her lips smashing into Chloe's as they kissed while awkwardly making it through the hallway. Panting, lips, and tongues were all either girl could really understand as they both shut the world out. There was only Chloe at the moment to Max Caulfield, only the feel of her girlfriend's lips, the wetness of her tongue, the cool feel of… Wait, what the fuck?

"You got your tongue pierced?" Max pulled back in shock, eyes wide on a smirking Chloe as the bluenette grabbed the cleaning sign and hooked it around the outside doorknob before closing up and locking the shower room door. Biting her lip, Max felt her chest rise and fall as fast as it did when she was working out and she let her towel slip off.

"You darin' me, Caulfield?" Chloe smiled, sticking her tongue out to reveal the barbell piercing not more than a couple inches from the tip of her tongue.

"Fuck that," Max said as he reached over and pulled Chloe to her by the belt looped through Chloe's jeans, "I'm calling your punk ass out."

"Ooh, Bossy Max is Naughty Max," Chloe cooed as she leaned in and began to kiss Max's neck, nibbling along the brunette's jawline as Max fumbled with Chloe's belt and the zipper of her jeans. "Dude, are you flustered? Is my shy, cliché geek making a guest appearance?"

"S-Shut it, Price," Max snapped in a low voice, smiling in victory as she finally got Chloe's jeans undone and slid them down to her girlfriend's ankles in a single tug.

"There she is."

"Fucking shut it, or I'll go back to my room right now," Max said, looking up as she grabbed a handful of Chloe's hair to the bluenette's look of thrilled delight, "Oooh, you're teasing me with the shy crap on purpose? You fucking-"

"That's the idea," Chloe said with a smile only to let out a shuddering moan when Max pulled her down by the fistful of hair into a heated kiss. Max rubbed her tongue up against the piercing in Chloe's and swirled around a bit, pulling back to see Chloe's lips still parted as she strained for another kiss.

"You want me?"

"Hell yes, I do."

"You want me?"

"Max, I am so wanting you right now."

Max stood on her tiptoes and felt Chloe's hands feel along her wiry frame, fingers rubbing along the start of Max's six-pack as she nibbled at Chloe's ear before breathing on it.

"I'm going to fuck you up, Price."

The water was hot and the steamy air filled both of their lungs as Max let Chloe pin her against a wall in the shower. Her wrists held fast by Chloe's hands, Max could only give Chloe a sly grin that seemed to egg the bluenette girl on. We both know I could get out of this grip of yours if I wanted to, Chloe. I'll let you have your fun, but you better let me have mine later, Max thought to herself before letting out a raspy whimper when Chloe's lips began to trail from her neck to her abdomen. Max began to pant while Chloe was kissing her and arched her back so that her abdomen was thrust toward Chloe when she pulled away from Max. Looking down, Max saw the smirk on Chloe's grin and mouthed Please, Chloe's eyes softening a bit as she nodded and began to work her way back up with kisses until she reached Max's chest. Rubbing at one of Max's nipples while licking at the other, Max let out a loud moan when Chloe simultaneously nibbled on one nipple and pinched the other. Instinct taking over, Max hooked one leg around Chloe's waist before hooking the other as well and Chloe had to slam Max into the wall to keep both of them from falling over.

"Goddamn, you really want this hella bad," Chloe said in a husky whisper, panting in sync with Max. Getting a nod in reply, Max's eyes not leaving Chloe's, the girls' lips met again and Max let out another moan when Chloe's hands clutched at her bare ass.

Max could feel Chloe lowering her a bit and knew what was coming next. She had wanted it all week, having been so damn preoccupied with school and Chloe with her job at Arcadia Bay's newest business, a tattoo parlor, that they'd hardly spent any time together lately. Max felt Chloe grind against her and she leaned into Chloe's shoulder and bit down, eliciting a moan from her girlfriend in response as well as a thrust of Chloe's hips. Quit taking your damn time and fuck me, Chloe! Max thought as she tried to grind herself up against Chloe in return, the movement awkward with Chloe still holding onto her. Her arms having been hooked around Chloe's shoulders, Max let one slip and brought it down between them until she could feel her sex and Chloe's and began to rub between them. Feeling the soft folds of their lips whenever they touched, Max alternated her hand between rubbing herself and rubbing Chloe, Chloe responding with an increase in the speed of her grinding. Both girls' panting turned into whining moans as they whispered each other's names between kisses and nibbles. The grinding intensified and Max felt herself get pushed up a bit only to sink back down as Chloe pressed their bodies together even tighter. Pulling her hand up, Max saw the juices of herself and Chloe and brought a finger to her mouth to lick it clean before shoving two slick fingers into Chloe's mouth. The small hum Max felt along her hand from Chloe moaning and the feeling of her pierced tongue lapping at her fingers was followed up by the bluenette's legs beginning to buckle. Knowing her girlfriend was about to climax, Max pulled out her fingers and tapped on Chloe's shoulder so that she would be let down. Her legs a little sleepy from having been wrapped around Chloe for what felt like hours, Max steadied herself for a moment before kneeling down and pushing Chloe against the wall she'd just been pinned against. Rubbing at Chloe's clit, Max slid her fingers back into Chloe and began to pump in rhythm with her tongue licking. Hearing Chloe scream her name in a breathy growl, Max wrapped her free arm around Chloe's legs and her standing until Chloe folded over at the waist and shoved Max's face into her sex while screaming in euphoric delight.

"Fucking Jesus Goddamn Christ, Max!" Chloe moaned as her hips twitched, Max still licking despite Chloe having already come, "Max…unh, Max…!"

Max pushed herself away from Chloe's groin and slowly got to her feet before kissing her girlfriend, Chloe's eyes half-rolled up in ecstasy and panting. Swirling her tongue against Chloe's Max felt the hot water was her face clean but not the taste of her girlfriend as it mingled with Chloe's own saliva while their mouths locked together. Finally pulling away from each other, Max and Chloe sat on the shower stall floor and grinned at each other while panting.

"Damn," Chloe said, reaching out with her hand to lace her fingers into Max's, "You got mad powers, Caulfield. Where'd you learn to do shit like that?"

"What, you think I'm some innocent, virginal kid?" Max replied, smirking when Chloe giggled.

"I sure as fuck don't now," Chloe said, scooting over to shut the water off before sitting alongside Max, leaning her head onto the bluenette's shoulder, "Max, about before… I mean, this was insane in the best fucking way, but I… I have something to tell you."

"It… It can't wait? We can't enjoy what we just did?" Max asked, her voice an echo of the meek girl she'd once been, "C-Chloe, can't we just sit here together until someone pounds on the door because they need to do whatever?"

"Max, I'm…," Chloe started, gripping Max's hand tighter, "I need to tell you this so I don't fuck us up. I need us, hella bad. Don't you?"

"You know I do, Chloe Price," Max kissed the top of her girlfriend's head and sighed, "Your timing is the absolute worst, though."

"I like boys, too."

"Uh…"

Chloe's head shot up in alarm and saw an equally-surprised Max staring back at her. You've got to be shitting me, Max thought as both girls opened their mouths with nothing coming out of them. Looking at Chloe, a her face turning red as she seemed to be holding her breath, Max eyes widened and she hit the laughing bluenette on the shoulder.

"Oh my actual fuck, Chloe! I was so fucking terrified that you were telling me the truth! You ass! You goddamn ass!"

Max leaned her head in to kiss Chloe, the bluenette rubbing at where Max's fist had connected, and jumped in surprise when someone pounded on the door from the hallway.

"Hey!" a muffled voice shouted, "Who the fuck is getting busy in there?"

Max snorted and looked over incredulously at Chloe before both girls broke into a fit of hysterical giggles to the sound of continued pounding and swearing coming from the hall.

"You wanna get out of here. We're good and prune-y, now," Chloe said, pausing a moment, "Wait. Did we actually shower?"

Max got to her feet and, wrapped in a towel again, unlocked the door to see Dana Ward and Juliet Watson looking at her with amused grins on their faces. Seeing the girls holding hands, Max gave them a knowing grin of her own. It pays to get busted by another couple, I guess. Besides, these two are like goddamn rabbits in here.

"Taking a page from our book, Max?" Dana teased as Juliet led her into the shower room.

"Dude, we write our own fucking playbook!" Chloe called out as the sound of a running shower came from her and Max's stall, "Get your tight ass in here, Caulfield! You fucking reek!"

"I'm going to kick your ass, you fucking dork!" Max shouted as she walked back in, the pout on her face quickly giving way to a smile when she saw a grinning Chloe waiting for her. "Soooo, you got me all day, Chloe. How about we shower, change, and nosh?"

"Didn't you just eat?"

"Yeah, but that was junk food."

"Motherfucker!"

Author's Note –

I feel like if I could I would insert the winking Rihanna GIF right here, but only because it's a sly wink and not because of teasing.

Well…

Maybe teasing, too. But slyness for sure!

So, this is part one of Double-Date. Boom. Shower scene boom. Sex boom. Fluffy and goofy relationship drama boom.

Hope you all enjoyed this! Fighters is giving me comment drama so I'm weighing whether to continue it or leave it at the open ending I left it at. This is a fun break from the darker stories and it is always so easy to come up with these pieces.

Read, review, and I'll see you all later!

Stay Hella, Sinnamon Rolls! :)