Chapter one
She slowly opened her eyes after what seemed like a very long nap. The first thing that she saw was a somewhat familiar pouf of hair and oval shaped face in front of hers.She thought that it was just another poster that had fallen off of the wall, but then she noticed something heavy around her waist and looked down to see a chocolate brown arm over the blanket, and she realized that the face in front of hers wasn't a poster. Her first reaction was to make sure that all of her clothes were still on.She gave a sigh of relief when she found that the only thing missing were my shoes, that had been places neatly on the floor
She decided to detangle herself from his embrace. As soon as Tasha sat up, her head started pounding, and felt like the start of the worst hangover ever.Tasha slowly shuffled into the bathroom to try and sort things out. As soon as she saw the rats nest that had become her hair and the black circles that had become her makeup she vowed to sort things out after she fixed her appearance. That seemed a little bit easier.
He was still asleep soshe figured she had enough time to shower, but the water must have woken him up because soon enough there was a knock on the door. His sweet melodic voice came through the door, "Tasha, are you okay in there?"
"Yeah I'm fine; I will be out in a minute."
"Okay, umm… do you have any ibuprofen?"
"Yeah it's on the kitchen counter next to the refrigerator"
"Thanks"
Since he was up already Tasha decided to speed up the shower. She got out and put some clean pajamas back on, brushed her hair and walked into her room with determination. There were so many questions running through her brain, like 'How did he get here?' 'Did anything happen?" and so forth. When she opened the door, he was still there, surprisingly, and he was looking at the pictures and posters on the wall when he heard her, he slowly turned around and smiled.
"Hey," He said as he walked towards her with open arms. When they met he slowly leaned in for a tender kiss. She pulled back, and he looked at her with those amazing bright brown eyes, "Good Morning Sunshine."
This startled her because that's what she said. Every morning, when she woke up the first person she saw got a warm 'good morning sunshine' from her. She had been doing it for years now. She shook off the coincidence and tried to look at him in the eye.
"Can we talk about something?" she asked cautiously.
"Of course. What's up?" He looked at her with worry in his eyes.
"Let's sit down…"
They both walked to the bed and sat down with their backs against the wall. She leaned her head on his shoulder for a minute, and at last gave a sigh saying.
"Corbin, what happened last night?"