Max fumbled with her hands, constantly looking over at the clock on the wall, waiting to hear the click of the door latch. The brunette was sitting at the dining room table in the price house with Joyce, both waiting for a certain Blue haired punk to come back with the results of her Blackwell re-entrance exams. Chloe had been gone all day, on Christmas eve nonetheless, and the suspense was killing both women. The minimum requirement for entry was a score of 89/100 and they didn't know if Chloe could do it. Max looked nervously at Joyce, who smiled halfheartedly back, then the shorter girl stared at the Christmas tree set up in the living room for comfort. The twinkling lights and the deep shade of green relaxed the girl, making her a bit less tense. She then turned to Joyce.
"How do you think she did?" Max asked, with an obvious tone of nervousness in her voice.
"Well it's hard to say," Joyce responded, "I don't know how well she'll do but I certainly have faith in your girlfriend."
Max blushed deeply at the remark. The couple had come out to Chloe's mother about their relationship about two weeks after they started dating. Joyce's response was underwhelming. She could apparently see the girls' love from a mile away, but she also said that she was fully supportive of the relationship both girls were in.
The older woman picked up on Max's embarrassment, and smiled, taking the younger woman's hand in hers.
"Don't worry." Said Joyce.
Max smiled gratefully at those words.
Just then, The women heard the latch of the door sliding open and the drawn out creak of the old hinges. Max and Joyce jumped out of their chairs to watch a tired looking Chloe slump into a dining table chair. Max's smile fell at the crestfallen look on Chloe's face.
"Oh Chloe," Both women said at the same time, rushing towards the bluenette to comfort her.
"Chloe I'm so sorry." Max said, sadness overcoming her.
The brunette was about to cry until she noticed a discreet smirk forming on the punk's lips. Max quickly pulled away, eyeing her girlfriend with suspicion.
"Hold up," the shorter one said, "I saw that smirk."
"Max-o, I don't know what you're talking about-" Max cut her partner off.
"You're faking it. You really did pass the exam."
Chloe's smirk went into full bloom. "Well I guess I can't hide it anymore!" The bluenette leaped up from her seat, and pulled out a folder from her bag with a flourish, dropping on the table. Max and Joyce rushed over to examine Chloe's grades, and both stared up at the cocky looking punk in surprise.
"ninety four?!" Max said in disbelief, "ninety four?!"
"Jesus, Max you don't need to act so surprised." Chloe remarked, still smirking
"Chloe, that's wonderful!" The two girls hugged, and their lips met, kissing each other passionately, until Max realized that Joyce was watching and quickly pulled away, blushing deeply once again.
"I uh... sorry Joyce."
Joyce smiled. "Don't you worry about it. You two love each other, so show it."
"Thanks mom." Chloe said appreciatively. The bluenette then turned to address both women.
"I'm starting this semester, and principal Wells was so impressed with me, that he's erasing expulsion from my college resume."
Max smirked, "I guess you could say you just got schooled."
Chloe tried to hold in a laugh, and look disappointed but it failed. "God dammit Max, you never run out of puns."
"No I don't, now let's get you ready for school."
Hi, author here. I was on vacation for a week, and the hotel wifi was shit, so I'm sorry this took so long. Also, I said I would be adding myself into the story, but I changed my mind, and in a couple of chapters, I'm going to add in my sarcastic, kind, aromantic, and charming friend into this.
