Chapter 16, Waking up and pink shampoo; Mercedes POV

I woke up with bright sunlight in my eyes, at first I wondered where the light was coming from but then I realized it was filtering through cracks in some boards. I was disoriented, where was I? Suddenly something clicked and I remembered that I was in the tree blue green eyes darted around, I was lying on the floor, half naked? with a blanket wrapped arounf my slight body. What, what happened? Then I noticed someone was lying beside me, also half naked and wrapped in a blanket. It was like a reply of what had happened between me and Eyeball. I let out the breath which I hadn't realized I was holding, when I seen that it was Chris, not Eyeball beside me. He was still asleep, so I quietly inched forward and pressed my body against his. Chris' soft blue eyes slowly fluttered open. "Hey" he whispered into my bleach blonde hair.

"Hey Chris" I yawned and stretched out my snorted quietly. "What?" I asked stretching further.

"You look like a cat when you do that" he smiled playfully poking my bare ribs.

"Oh, is that a bad thing?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"No, no, it just looked funny" Chris chuckled, I shook my head.

"Ughh, I want a shower, I feel so dirty" I groaned, rolling over and shuuting my eyes.

"You just spent the night with a Chambers boy, of course you're dirty" Chris explained nonchalantly, in a joking tone.

"Yeah, yeah" I laughed gently shoving Chris away. "Spending the night on the tree house floor isn't exactly the most cleanly thing either"

"True" Chris said, lifting his voice at the end of the word. "But I still say you feel dirty cos' of me"

"No way man" I giggled, standing up and stretching again. Chris' eyes followed my legs up and looked at my body, clad scantily in just my bra and underwear. "Stop looking perv!" I laughed grabbing my jeans and t-shirt. I grabbed my filthy t-shirt and slid into it, then pulled on my equally dirty jeans. Chris got dressed too. "My clothes are so dirty, I need a shower"

"Me too" Chris sighed shaking back his light brown hair.

"My dad's not in, and I doubt Ace is home, so we can go to my house" I explained, Chris nodded and we climbed down the ladder and onto the dew coated summer grass. We set off for my house at a brisk pace. I unlocked the front door, "Hello" I called, there was no answer. "Good no one's home" I smiled, letting Chris follow me inside. I sprinted up the stairs and into my bedroom, with Chris at my heels. "Here" I said handing Chris some girly smelling shampoo and conditioner. "You probably won't take as long in the shower as me" Chris looked from me to the pink shampoo and conditioner bottles."Hey its all the shampoo and conditioner in the house"

Chris began walking towards the bathroom, but he stopped in the doorway and turned to me with a smirk "So you're saying that Ace washes his hair with this girly junk?"

I let out a single noted laugh "No, he has his own, but if you used it I'm sure he would notice then personally kill you, or at least attempt to kill you"

"Like that's anything new" muttered Chris, walking into the bathroom.

I sighed and sat down on my bed. I grabbed a change of clothes from my drawers and my razor from my desk. Why it was in my desk was a mystery to me. Chris came out about ten minutes later smelling quite floral if I do say so myself. His waist was wrapped in a towel. "I washed your clothes" I said pointing to the neatly folded t-shirt and jeans on my bed. He smiled and wrapped me in a hug. I laughed and kissed his neck, jaw then finally his warm welcoming lips. I leaned up and smelt his hair, I couldn't supress my laughter.

"What?" Chris demanded crossing his arms toughly, which made me laugh even harder.

"You smell...like flowers" I snorted.

Chris grunted and pulled a strand of golden brown hair and sniffed it. "Jesus, I smell like a fucking pansy"

I was still laughing when I got into the shower.