"How are you not done packing yet?" The elder blonde shouter from the doorway and tapped her foot impatiently. She let out a very loud and exaggerated huff, voicing her impatience and annoying for only the hundredth time in the last twenty minutes. But then again, that was Amelia. Everything about her was exaggerated and big. She made a loud groaning noise, trying to rush Madeline.
"It's only my pajamas and some toiletries. Just the very last minute stuff," The younger woman smiled a bit and shook her head, "calm down. You've been packed for about 4 days. You're the weird one, not me."
"Can you blame me for being excited? Jeez. I just wanna go home."
The semester was finally over and everyone was heading home for the holidays. This semester had really taken a toll on Amelia. In fact, the only thing she was dreading about going home was that her father would be asking her her classes were, if she liked her professors, and worst of all, what her grades were. She would be lucky if she barely passed most of them. She brushed the thought off and tried to look on the bright side of things. She would be leaving school for a few weeks and was going to be back home and spend Christmas with her father and with Madeline.
"Come on!" Amelia whines again and leaned against the doorframe.
"Be patient." Madeline's voice was soft and calm. She wasn't going to let Amelia rush her. If anything, the older female would have sworn that Madeline was purposefully going slower! Still, there was something in Maddie's voice that made Amelia stop fidgeting and just take a moment.
Amelia's eyes wandered up and down the length of the other woman's body. Madeline's movements were slow and careful. She folded each item of clothing with such care and preciseness. It was as though she were wrapping and packaging fine china rather than packing clothing for a trip home. Lithe limbs that moved with such grace and nimble fingers that made sure her clothes would arrive wrinkle free. Amelia couldn't help but think about her own suitcase and how she'd just thrown all her clothes carelessly into it. Catching herself holding her breath and staring, Amelia exhaled suddenly and tore her gaze away from Madeline and returned to leaning against the doorframe, staring out into the hallway of the dorm.
"Hey, Maddie." Amelia stuffed her hands into the pockets of her coat, her voice suddenly becoming uncharacteristically quiet. So much so that the other girl didn't seem to hear her at first. "Maddie." She spoke up a little louder.
"Huh?" Madeline looked back over her shoulder, amethyst eyes locking with Amelia's.
"Are you and your dad gonna join us for dinner again this year?" That wasn't exactly what she wanted to say. She mentally kicked herself. That was stupid. Of course they were coming. They came every year. They'd lived next door to each other and had grown up practically as sisters their whole lives.
Quirking a brow, Madeline laughed a bit. "Well yeah. Why wouldn't we?" Madeline turned her back again and continued trying to finish her packing.
Amelia let out a silent sigh, party relieved she hadn't said what was actually on her mind, but also partly annoyed with herself for asking something so stupid and obvious.
"Ready!" Madeline held her suitcase in her hand, thankfully pulling Amelia out of her thoughts. The older girl grinned widely and practically leapt across the room and grabbed the younger girl's wrist in excitement.
"Then let's go!"
The drive home seemed a lot longer than it actually was. But the girls didn't mind. They enjoyed each other's company and had fun singing along to christmas songs on the radio and playlists they'd made for the trip home. In fact, because of their enthusiastic chatter, they'd very nearly almost missed their exit. Madeline complained for Amelia to slow down several times, but she couldn't help it. Ame was just too happy to be home and away from school. She was ecstatic to see her dad. She was excited to see Francis, who'd been like a second father to her. But most of all, she just couldn't wait to spend Christmas with Maddie.
