Bebe's POV

It's 6:00AM. I woke up before Wendy did, and she was still cuddled up with me. So cute. I headed to the bathroom to wipe the makeup from last night off my face. After that, I saw my mother in the kitchen making me and Wendy breakfast as she promised to.

"Good morning, Bebe. You're up early today I see," said my mother from a distance.

"Good morning mom. Yeah, I am up early today, Wendy is still asleep, hehe,"

"Well I'm cooking breakfast for you and her right now, so make sure she's awake when I tell you guys to come downstairs for breakfast, okay?"

"Okay mom,"

I went back into my room and turned on the lights in attempt to wake Wendy up, but she was still asleep, so I started shaking on her.

"Wendy, get up!"

"Hmmm, still not working," I softly told myself. "Maybe this will work,"

I started pinching her left cheek on her face while attempting to get her up.

"Wendy, get up!"

And just like that she got up, rubbing her eyes and stretching.

"Oh, hey Bebe. You must've gotten up before I did. What time is it?"

"It's 6:20AM. I got up around 6:00AM and tried getting you up ten minutes later but you were being a sleepyhead,"

"Oh stop it Bebe," the brunette girl teasingly answered with a silly grin on her face. She then proceeded tickle me, causing us to fall on the floor and engage in a tickle fight. Halfway through my tickle fight with Wendy I hear my mom announce that breakfast is ready.

Me and Wendy walk down the stairs, still in our pajamas, heading into the kitchen. We sit ourselves next to each other as my mom places our plates on the table.

"Here you go girls. I made you waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon, and orange juice. Enjoy."

"Thanks Mrs. Stevens!" Wendy kindly thanked my mom for the breakfast.

"We appreciate it!" I told my mom.

"Anytime girls," my mom said before walking off to her bedroom.

"Isn't this great Bebe? Just you and me sitting together during the weekend, eating breakfast in our pajamas, not worrying about school or drama?" the gorgeous brunette girl asked me as she wrapped her right arm around my back.

"Sure is, Wendy, sure is," I responded as I returned the favor.

"What time do you plan on going shoe shopping with me today?" Wendy asked.

"Oh, um... I'd say around 2:00pm," I answered, rather unsure at first.

"Great! I'll be sure to bring the money so you won't have to,"

"Awww Wendy, you're too sweet!" I complimented and then proceeded to plant a brief kiss on her right cheek.

"You too, Bebe," answered Wendy as she kissed me back.

Shortly after we both finished our breakfast, Wendy had to head back home.

"Well, it looks like I have to go now. It was fun hanging out with you, Bebe,"

"Aww, already? It feels like you just got here,"

"Well, time flies when you're having fun, I suppose,"

"Yeah, I guess."

"But don't worry, we'll still see each other later today when we go to the mall." I said as I grabbed her into a hug, "See you later, Bebe,"

Me and Wendy then met lips, sharing a long kiss before she left, to show me how much she loves me. She then opened the door and bidded me farewell prior to heading home.

"Bye Bebe, love you!"

"Bye Wendy, love you too!"

She even blew a kiss at me before shutting the door, proving how sincere she is. I feel like our relationship will turn out perfectly.

Wendy's POV

It was 1:50pm. 6 hours had passed since I left Bebe's. She told me she'd prefer going to the mall around 2:00pm; I was just about ready to go, having just gotten out of the shower and put on my usual purple attire with yellow pants and brown flats. All I had left to do was comb and blow dry my hair followed by brushing my teeth, which I proceeded to do. Afterwards, I headed to the living room to ask my mom for money.

"Mom, is it okay if me and Bebe go to the mall? She said sometime around 2:00pm,"

"Sure Wendy, how much money do you need?"

"About $40,"

"Alright, here you go sweetie,"

"Thanks Mom, also can I stay over at her place again?"

"Sure hon, as long as you're back by tomorrow,"

"Alright, thanks Mom,"

"Anytime sweetie,"

I then headed out the door and walked to Bebe's house and knocked on the door, and Bebe answered, ready to go.

"Hey Wends, I'm glad to see you today,"

Awww, she even gave me a cute nickname. That's the key to a relationship.

"Hi Bebe, glad to see you too. Let's go!"

I took Bebe's hand and we were on our way to the South Park Mall, which was fairly close to our houses. Holding her hand was literally one of the best feelings in the world. Shortly after, we arrived and walked inside. We headed into the shoe store, much to me and Bebe's excitement.

Bebe was getting excited over the sight of the aisles, as I felt her shaking as I held her hand.

"Hehe, calm down, Bebe."

"Sorry Wendy, it's just that I'm too excited to get new shoes. You know how much I loves shoes. I'm getting kind of tired of my typical black shoes with ties."

"I know Bebe, I know. I admit I want to get new shoes too, I grew tired of my brown flats."

"Well let's look for new ones now!"

And I followed the blonde's command. Me and Wendy were trying to look for shoes that caught our eyes, but so far nothing interested us. However, shortly enough Bebe found two pairs that she liked.

"Awwww, look at these cute white flip flops with pink straps and sparkly red ballerina flats, Wendy!"

"Do you know which ones you might like, Bebe?"

"Hmmm, I dunno. Flip flops are cute but so are ballerina flats."

"I have an idea. We can buy both and trade them on each occasion. I'll take the flip flops and you can have the flats."

"Good idea, Wendy."

And just like that we purchased the shoes and took off our typical ones in favor of the new ones we just brought and left the store to head to the ice cream parlor.

"Sharing clothes is relationship goals," Bebe told me as she gently wrapped her arms around my neck and put her head on my left shoulder. We had so much pride to exhibit our newly-developed relationship in public.

"You said it." I replied as returned her favor by hugging her.

"Let's go to the ice cream parlor. I'm getting hungry."

"Sure thing. Me too."

As we continued to hold hands whilst walking together, we headed to the mall ice cream parlor a couple blocks away. Bebe wanted rainbow sherbert, while I wanted strawberry vanilla. We went up to the cashier and said our orders and I then proceeded to pay him with the remaining money I had left, which was quite a bit, to say the least. Our orders were then ready after we sat at the table for one minute. We grabbed our ice cream cones, thanked the cashier, and sat down and had the following conversation:

"You know Bebe, I've been thinking. When we return to school on Monday, how are people going to react when they find out we're in a relationship?"

"Well, I'm sure all the boys will be shocked and will inevitably ridicule us for it, but I'm sure the clique of girls we frequently hang out with will be fine with it."

"Well that's good if the girls won't judge us, but oh dear, I'm not prepared to hear the boys make fun of us, especially not Stan.."

"Don't worry. I'll be there to defend you. You're my girlfriend and bff and I'll never let anything bad happen to you. Trust me." Bebe promised me. Once she said this, she gave me a kiss on the lips, sending a rush through my body. I loved it.

"Thank you so much Bebe."

"Anytime, Wendy."

Don't worry there will be a third chapter to this soon where it reaches the conflict of the story. In the mean time, read, review, and favorite.