-The next morning-
(The next morning, Lyssa woke up with covers on her. She looked over at Sean, who was snoring away. Lyssa decided that since it was seven o'clock in the morning that she would make pancakes and waffles as a thank you present. She took off Sean's shirt and put on a black sports bra and some sport shorts that came just past her knees. Her hair was just long enough to throw into a messy bun.)
Sean: Wow, it smells great in here.
Lyssa: (whispers) Yeah?
Sean: (smiles) Yeah. Want some help?
Lyssa: I got everything under control. (She turned away from the oven and walked over to Sean.) You, you need a shower.
Sean: Yes, ma'am.
(While Sean took a shower, Lyssa continued to cook.)
Tracker: Wow, I'm not used to this.
(It was 8:30am and Tracker and Sam were just getting up.)
Sam: Lyss, you didn't have to do this just because you did back in New York.
Lyssa: I was awake and wanted to keep my hands busy.
(Just as she said this Sean walked in with just shorts on. He was still wet. Lyssa caught eyes with Sean, who started for the waffles, but she smacked his hand.)
Sean: Ow!
Lyssa: No touching till everyone has washed up.
(Lyssa eyed Tracker, who just rubbed his eyes, and Sam, who just scratched his armpit.)
Tracker and Sam: (groan) Yes Ma'am.
Lyssa: (turns to Sean, who is chewing) Sean! That's it! You get one less waffle and pancake!
Sean: That's not fair.
Lyssa: You started without me, (smiles) so you get one less. (Shoves a whole waffle in her mouth and winks)
Sean: Pig! (Flings some waffle batter at her on "accident")
Lyssa: Uh! (Takes the last bit of pancake batter and flings it off her spoon.) Don't mess with me!
(Food fight for about 3 minutes till Tracker and Sam enter.)
Sam: Alyssa Elizabeth!
Tracker: Sean!
(Sean and Lyssa stop laughing and having fun.)
Sam: Oh, Lyssa, you could have at least kept one pancake or waffle!
Tracker: (hits Sam) I can't believe you two! You're teenagers!
Sam: Come one, Tracker, lighten up. They were just having fun. (With that said Sam finds a glob of batter and puts some on Tracker's face.)
Tracker: Hey! (Puts some batter on Sam's chest.)
Lyssa: Knock it off, Ladies! If we can't have fun then neither can you! Now, we all need a shower so… March!
(Tracker, Sam, Sean, and Lyssa leave the kitchen.)
(Sean and Lyssa are their room. Sean is sitting on his bed and Lyssa is going through her clothes.)
Sean: I'm sorry about the batter fight.
Lyssa: (smiles) Don't worry about it. I got you back anyways.
Sean: I know.
Lyssa: So… what do you do for fun on a non-school day?
Sean: I usually hang out with Jay, Sydney, and Alex.
Lyssa: So you do have friends.
Sean: Ha! Ha! Very funny, (smiles really big) Alyssa Elizabeth.
Lyssa: You so did not just call me that.
Sean: I so did.
Lyssa: You're gonna get it!
(Lyssa jumped on Sean, landing on his lap and straddling her legs around his perfect waist. Sean wasn't wearing a shirt. Lyssa forced Sean to lie on his back. As they laid/sat there, their eyes staying on one another. Sean flipped Lyssa the same way he did the time before. Lyssa lied underneath. Sean moved his hands to her waist up to her arms and locked hands with her. Sean leaned in and Lyssa closed her eyes. Their lips met and they kissed for a full minute.)
Lyssa: Wait, (taking a breath) what are we doing?
Sean: Well, I don't know what you're doing but I'm kissing you.
Lyssa: (small smiles) What does this mean to you though?
Sean: (gets off of Lyssa) Well, I was just kissing the most attractive, beautiful, smart, funny girl. Now, (he looked at her and put a hand on her cheek) I'm kinda hoping to get to know you and maybe even call you my girl.
Lyssa: Sean, there is only one way I will ever be your girl.
Sean: I'm all ears.
Lyssa: And that is if you can beat me in basketball. First to 15.
Sean: First to 5.
Lyssa: First to 10.
Sean: Deal.
(Lyssa watched as Sam walked by with a robe on.)
Lyssa: My turn to take a shower.
(Lyssa picked up her clothes and walked out. Sean laid back and thought of their kiss. He hadn't played basketball since he got kicked off the team.)
-An hour later-
Sean: You know… I haven't played in a while.
(Sean was wearing a black muscle shirt and black sport shorts. Lyssa was wearing a green jersey with the number 13 and Sassy on the back and black short shorts.)
Lyssa: Ready?
Sean: Ready when you are.
(The next morning, Lyssa woke up with covers on her. She looked over at Sean, who was snoring away. Lyssa decided that since it was seven o'clock in the morning that she would make pancakes and waffles as a thank you present. She took off Sean's shirt and put on a black sports bra and some sport shorts that came just past her knees. Her hair was just long enough to throw into a messy bun.)
Sean: Wow, it smells great in here.
Lyssa: (whispers) Yeah?
Sean: (smiles) Yeah. Want some help?
Lyssa: I got everything under control. (She turned away from the oven and walked over to Sean.) You, you need a shower.
Sean: Yes, ma'am.
(While Sean took a shower, Lyssa continued to cook.)
Tracker: Wow, I'm not used to this.
(It was 8:30am and Tracker and Sam were just getting up.)
Sam: Lyss, you didn't have to do this just because you did back in New York.
Lyssa: I was awake and wanted to keep my hands busy.
(Just as she said this Sean walked in with just shorts on. He was still wet. Lyssa caught eyes with Sean, who started for the waffles, but she smacked his hand.)
Sean: Ow!
Lyssa: No touching till everyone has washed up.
(Lyssa eyed Tracker, who just rubbed his eyes, and Sam, who just scratched his armpit.)
Tracker and Sam: (groan) Yes Ma'am.
Lyssa: (turns to Sean, who is chewing) Sean! That's it! You get one less waffle and pancake!
Sean: That's not fair.
Lyssa: You started without me, (smiles) so you get one less. (Shoves a whole waffle in her mouth and winks)
Sean: Pig! (Flings some waffle batter at her on "accident")
Lyssa: Uh! (Takes the last bit of pancake batter and flings it off her spoon.) Don't mess with me!
(Food fight for about 3 minutes till Tracker and Sam enter.)
Sam: Alyssa Elizabeth!
Tracker: Sean!
(Sean and Lyssa stop laughing and having fun.)
Sam: Oh, Lyssa, you could have at least kept one pancake or waffle!
Tracker: (hits Sam) I can't believe you two! You're teenagers!
Sam: Come one, Tracker, lighten up. They were just having fun. (With that said Sam finds a glob of batter and puts some on Tracker's face.)
Tracker: Hey! (Puts some batter on Sam's chest.)
Lyssa: Knock it off, Ladies! If we can't have fun then neither can you! Now, we all need a shower so… March!
(Tracker, Sam, Sean, and Lyssa leave the kitchen.)
(Sean and Lyssa are their room. Sean is sitting on his bed and Lyssa is going through her clothes.)
Sean: I'm sorry about the batter fight.
Lyssa: (smiles) Don't worry about it. I got you back anyways.
Sean: I know.
Lyssa: So… what do you do for fun on a non-school day?
Sean: I usually hang out with Jay, Sydney, and Alex.
Lyssa: So you do have friends.
Sean: Ha! Ha! Very funny, (smiles really big) Alyssa Elizabeth.
Lyssa: You so did not just call me that.
Sean: I so did.
Lyssa: You're gonna get it!
(Lyssa jumped on Sean, landing on his lap and straddling her legs around his perfect waist. Sean wasn't wearing a shirt. Lyssa forced Sean to lie on his back. As they laid/sat there, their eyes staying on one another. Sean flipped Lyssa the same way he did the time before. Lyssa lied underneath. Sean moved his hands to her waist up to her arms and locked hands with her. Sean leaned in and Lyssa closed her eyes. Their lips met and they kissed for a full minute.)
Lyssa: Wait, (taking a breath) what are we doing?
Sean: Well, I don't know what you're doing but I'm kissing you.
Lyssa: (small smiles) What does this mean to you though?
Sean: (gets off of Lyssa) Well, I was just kissing the most attractive, beautiful, smart, funny girl. Now, (he looked at her and put a hand on her cheek) I'm kinda hoping to get to know you and maybe even call you my girl.
Lyssa: Sean, there is only one way I will ever be your girl.
Sean: I'm all ears.
Lyssa: And that is if you can beat me in basketball. First to 15.
Sean: First to 5.
Lyssa: First to 10.
Sean: Deal.
(Lyssa watched as Sam walked by with a robe on.)
Lyssa: My turn to take a shower.
(Lyssa picked up her clothes and walked out. Sean laid back and thought of their kiss. He hadn't played basketball since he got kicked off the team.)
-An hour later-
Sean: You know… I haven't played in a while.
(Sean was wearing a black muscle shirt and black sport shorts. Lyssa was wearing a green jersey with the number 13 and Sassy on the back and black short shorts.)
Lyssa: Ready?
Sean: Ready when you are.