AN: Hello dear readers! Sorry it took me more than a month to update, but I was having a bit of a writer's block with this particular work.

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Musician I listened to on repeat: FINNEAS.

CHAPTER 7

After fifteen minutes Ava is done with her shower and steps out of the bathroom wearing a worn t-shirt, baggy pants and sneakers with her hair held up in a loose ponytail.

Sara looks up at her, "Feeling better?"

Ava smiles at the worry in her voice, "Much better," she nods.

"Great," the smaller blonde smiles back, "Enough to have dinner with me downstairs at the cafeteria?"

"Yeah, I could go for something other than soup and pills," Ava says with a smirk, earning a chuckle from her roommate.

"Let's go then," Sara says while getting up and walking out the door with Ava trailing behind.

The short walk is done in silence, with neither of them knowing what to talk about. Once they reach the cafeteria they place themselves on the line. There are already a few other students there, but thankfully not many. After five minutes the lady behind the counter finally addresses them.

"Good evening honey! What will you be having?" She asks Sara with a warm smile, which the girl returns.

"Hm... I think I'm in the mood for some tacos and a bottle of water please!"

"Coming right up!" The older woman tells her before turning her attention to Ava, "What about you honey?"

"I'll just have the salmon with roasted potatoes and a bottle of water as well, please," the taller blonde asks shyly, blushing at the endearing term.

"Great choice!"

Once both of them have their food served they make their way with their respective trays to an empty table, sitting in front of one another.

The girls start to dig in and sit there silent for a while, each staying focused on their meals even though they steal a few glances to what the other is doing now and then.

After a while Sara finally decides to break the silence, putting down her taco on the plate.

"So you're a fan of salmon?" She asks and immediately curses herself at how pointless that question sounded. Seriously, couldn't she think of a better thing to ask? She almost rolls her eyes at her own words.

Ava finishes swallowing before raising a single eyebrow and giving her a weird look, "Well I did ordered it, so I guess the answer is pretty obvious," she says with a smirk playing on her lips.

"Right," Sara mutters, unable to stop the blush that creeps into her cheeks.

Her roommate notices it and ends up feeling a bit bad for her. She puts her fork and knife down and cleans her mouth a napkin before clearing her throat to get Sara's attention.

"It's one of the few fishes I like though," Ava states, pursing her lips, "I'm not a huge fan of fish meals. In fact, up until recently I only ate salmon and canned tuna."

Sara tilts her head at the information, "Any reason in particular?"

"Childhood trauma." Ava nonchalantly admits, shrugging her shoulders along.

Her roommate's curiosity suddenly peaks at it, bright blue eyes wide in amusement, "Sorry what? You have to tell me more!" She almost whined.

The taller girl chuckles and continues, "It happened when I was around six years old I think? My parents and I were spending our summer holidays in Portugal and we were having fish for lunch, probably sardines, I can't really remember. Anyway, I choked on this huge fishbone and it hurt for weeks! I still remember the pain on my throat," she explains to Sara who simply laughed at the whole story.

"Don't laugh at me you jerk!" Ava scolds but a smile can be seen on her face.

Sara only laughs harder, shaking her head, "I'm sorry Aves, but really? That's your childhood trauma?"

"Look it really hurt alright?" The blonde defends herself, an adorable pout on her lips, "It made me scared of eating fish again."

"Alright, alright, I believe you," Sara holds her hands up until Ava's pout is gone.

"So, why Portugal? Isn't that like super far away?"

"My grandparents from my mom's side live there," her roommate tells her with a small smile, "And it's nine hours of flight to be more precise." Ava tells her and returns to eating the rest of her food before it gets cold.

Sara nods at her and turns her attention to her meal as well, taking a bite from her taco and swallowing before she speaks again, "How is it like over there? I confess I don't know much about that particular country."

Ava takes a sip of her water, "It's a truly beautiful country with lots of wonderful countryside and beaches, and the people are very warm and nice to foreigners."

"You aren't a foreigner though," Sara chimes in, "Wait, are you?"

Ava purses her lips in thought before giving an answer, "Well... I've always considered myself more foreigner than local, but I guess I do have Portuguese blood in my veins, even though I was born and raised here in the States."

"Do you know how to speak the language?" The smaller blonde asks, her eyes shinning with curiosity.

Her roommate smirks at her, "I know a few words." Ava admits smugly.

Sara smiles at the information, "Look at her! Smug smile and everything," the girl observes, "Maybe you can teach me sometime. I bet you sound sexy." She adds with a smirk and raised eyebrows.

Ava starts to blush profusely, a nervous laugh leaving her lips and Sara was just about to comment on how adorable she looks with her cheeks tinged in pink when a voice catches her attention.

"Hey Sara!"

She turns around and smiles up to the voice's owner, "Hey Nate!" She greets the boy, who's carrying a tray of his own.

"Can I join you?" He asks, looking between her and Ava.

"Sure!" Sara tells him, pointing to the seat next to her. The boy smiles brightly and happily sits down.

Ava takes a quick look at him before turning her attention to her food once again. She's not sure why, but she suddenly feels her good mood vanishing.

"Let me introduce you to my roommate!" She lifts up her head again at hearing Sara's voice, plastering a small smile on her face.

"This is Ava," the smaller blonde explains with a smirk, "Ava, this is Nate. Remember me mentioning him before?"

The taller girl nods at her, "Yeah I remember. Nice to meet you Nate."

The boy smiles, "You too Ava. So you're studying Medicine as well?"

Ava shakes her head, "Psychology." She simply offers before taking a bite from her salmon.

"Really? That's cool!" Nate says and then his face turns into one of confusion, "Wait, does that mean you have a class called "The History of Psychology"?"

The blonde turns her attention back at him, "Yeah I do... Why?"

"I have it as well, but I didn't see you there this morning."

Ava blushes at that and as Sara notices her discomfort she decides to intervene, "She was feeling under the weather."

"I decided to take some time to rest."

"Oh I see. Well we didn't approach much yet but I still took a few notes. I can lend them to you if you'd like to?"

Ava looks at him, taken aback from his generosity, "Yeah, sure," she tells him with a genuine smile this time, "Thanks Nate, that's very kind of you."

"No problem, we can meet at the Library. Just tell me when and I'll be there." The boy suggests looking at her with hope.

"Sure, how about tomorrow afternoon?"

"Sounds perfect," Nate agrees with a soft smile, "Oh, do you want my phone number? In case you need to reschedule. I mean you don't have to say yes, obviously..." He chuckles nervously, clearing his throat immediately while a blush creeps into his face.

Ava finds the whole situation amusing but stops herself from laughing, she knows it wouldn't be very kind of her. Instead she grabs her phone out of her pocket and unlocks it, "Alright go on," she tells him and after a couple of seconds his number is saved on her contacts and she thanks him.

Nate smiles before cutting a piece of his stake and munching on it. A silence falls between the three of them while they all finish their meals.

After a while something occurs to Ava and she gulps down her food with the help of some water before speaking again, "I didn't even ask, what is it you're majoring in?"

"History and Politics," the boy tells her with a happy smile to which Ava nods her head, "Interesting. I'm a fan of History as well, Politics not so much," she admits.

"Really? What interests you it?" Nate asks, interested in getting to know the blonde better.

They keep talking between the both of them while Sara stays in the background simply watching the whole conversation. A strange and uneasy feeling starts to bloom inside of her so she tries to focus on finishing her meal quickly. After a few minutes her plate is finally empty and she clears her throat waiting for Ava to look at her. When the latter does Sara forces a small smile into her face, "Well I'm done here so I think I'm gonna head back to the dorm," she lets her know, starting to get up with her tray in hand.

The taller blonde nods and goes to get up as well but Sara's voice stops her, "You don't need to come with me," she says more harshly than she intended to, earning a frown from Ava.

"What do you mean?" Her roommate asks, clearly taken a little aback.

Sara shrugs her shoulders, "You're clearly enjoying yourself so stay," she tells her before turning to look at Nate, "I'll see you around." She lets him know before leaving, not even giving the boy a chance to reply.

Both Ava and Nate look at Sara's retreating form with matching frowns on their faces.

"Did I say something wrong?" Nate asks with concern after turning his attention back to Ava.

The blonde shakes her head, "No, don't worry about it. Maybe she's just tired."

"Oh okay."

After that they both stay in silence, each eating their meals. Once they finish, they take their empty trays and go to the counter to return them, wishing the lady there a good night.

As they're both walking through the halls of the institute, Nate offers to walk Ava to her dorm room and she politely declines, "I appreciate it Nate, but there's no need," she tells him with a smile, "I'll see you tomorrow."

And with that she goes on her way to the room, passing through corners and halls that now start to become a bit familiar, little by little. Once she arrives, she knocks first before entering. When she doesn't get any answer she decides to enter anyway.

The first thing she notices is that Sara is still awake and already in her pyjamas. The girl is sitting against her headboard with her laptop on her lap and some earbuds on. She chances a quick glance at Ava but doesn't say a word.

The taller blonde sits down on her own bed looking at her, "Sara," she calls twice but to no avail.

Ava decides on a different approach. She gets up and walks her way, standing next to the smaller girl. This time Sara looks up directly at her and Ava points to her own ear, silently asking her to take off her earbuds.

Once the girl does as asked, her roommate starts to speak, "Hey. Everything okay?"

Sara shrugs her shoulders and nods, glancing back down at the laptop's screen, "Why wouldn't it be?"

Ava frowns and sits down, "You seemed off at the cafeteria. One minute we were talking and then you just got silent and left," she explains, fidgeting with her fingers.

Sara notices that and the frown on the blonde's face, but pushes down the urge to make the worry go away from Ava's face. Instead she answers, "You and Nate were having your own conversation, I decided to leave you two to it by giving you some space."

Ava's frown deepens at her roommate's words, "What is that supposed to mean?"

The smaller blonde chuckles and shakes her head, "He is clearly interested in you Ava."

Ava snorts at the statement, "Right," she says as she rolls her eyes, "He was simply being nice, that's all."

Sara stares at her with raised eyebrows, "Really? Let's check the facts shall we? First, he immediately offered to share his notes with you," the girl counts with the help of her fingers, "Second, he was excited when you told him you also enjoy History; and third, he gave you his phone number after what? Five minutes of talking?"

"Wow! You're making a big deal out of this Sara, those interactions meant nothing."

"It amazes me how you can be so oblivious."

"It's not my fault if you're seeing second intentions where there are clearly none!" Ava accuses, raising her voice, "And by the way, hypocrisy isn't a look good on you," she bites back before adding, "You also gave him your number right after you met him, or have you already forgotten about that?"

Sara doesn't reply to that, instead deciding to put her earbuds back on in an attempt to put a definitive end to the conversation before it can further escalate.

The taller blonde scoffs at her and gets up upon getting the clear message, "Whatever... I'm going to bed."

The rest of the week goes by fast for both girls. Ava returns to her usual college routine the day after her cold, already feeling good enough to attend class, and then in the afternoon she meets with Nate as scheduled. Nothing eventful happens to Sara and Ava as they simply focus on their studies. The only difference being that ever since their almost discussion on the night of the cafeteria the girls haven't talked much between them, the only words few words shared being the brief greetings in the morning or anytime one of them would return to the dorm.

On Thursday Sara decides to go out for lunch with Zari and Amaya to clear her head. Both girls notice a slight change in Sara's mood and even mention it, but they end up respecting their friend's wish when she tells them that she doesn't want to talk about it. They also ask about how Ava's doing and find it strange when Sara gives them a short and vague answer to it, but decide to focus on their friend instead and are actually able to cheer her up a bit.

When Friday finally arrives the girls are busy preparing their bags with some clothing and personal items to spend the weekend with their respective families.

They go around the room in silence, with the only sound heard being the songs from the Indie-Folk playlist Sara had put playing on YouTube a few minutes ago.

Once she is done with her bags she turns to look at Ava who has her back turned on her.

"Any exciting activities over the weekend?" Sara asks her roommate while the girl is grabbing some underwear to put on her duffel bag.

Ava doesn't answer right away and after a few seconds any remnants of hope that Sara had are now gone. She decides to sit down and entertain herself with a game app on her phone.

Some minutes go by and the tall blonde finally finishes packing the last items of clothing. She is torn between answering Sara's question or simply ignoring it. She knows it's rude to pretend like the girl hasn't asked anything, and rude is something Ava praises herself of not being. On the other hand, she's still a bit mad at the way Sara talked to her about Nate. Ava had a great time with him at the Library and the boy was actually really helpful by letting her go over his notes. He didn't even ask for anything in return and that led Ava to once again realize that Sara couldn't be more wrong on her judgement of him. A couple of more beats go by until she decides to finally break the uncomfortable silence between them.

"I may be going to the park with my mom and Caleb," Ava tells her before sitting down on her own bed, "What about you?"

Sara lifts her face up from the small screen to face her, surprised but glad to hear her roommate's voice. She replies after a few seconds, "I'm probably gonna sleep in until Laurel annoyingly wakes me up to go shopping with her because she says going alone is no fun." Sara tells her, and Ava smiles at it but it seems forced and she hates it.

She sighs before speaking again, "Listen Ava, I owe you an apology for the way I spoke the other night," Sara admits before looking down at the phone on her hands, playing with it, "I don't know why I acted the way I did..." she adds, looking up at the other girl with an apologetic face. She braces herself before continuing, "I just know that I went into full protective mode and I couldn't stop the words coming out of my mouth."

That surprises and confuses Ava at the same time, "Why would you feel the need to protect me? Nate is clearly harmless. He probably wouldn't even hurt a fly."

Sara shrugs her shoulders, "I guess I still feel guilty about what happened with that jerk at the campus party."

Ava feels a pressure in her chest at hearing the girl's words and something pulls her to make her way over to sit next to her. She takes Sara's hand in hers gently to try to ease the smaller blonde's guilt, "Sara, we already talked about this that night. I told you it wasn't your fault."

"But I was the one pressuring you to go-"

"You didn't pressure me. It was my decision, okay? The only thing you're guilty of is showing up at the right time and saving me from whatever might have happened," Ava assures with a soft smile, "And believe me when I tell you that I'm very thankful for that."

"Okay." Sara says with a small nod, squeezing Ava's hand gently before adding, "Thanks for giving me a chance to explain myself Ava, I really don't want things to be bad between us."

"Don't worry, it's all good Sara." The taller girl replies with a smile before letting go of their joined hands and Sara can't help but notice how uncomfortable it feels without her touch. She shakes the thought quickly, instead distracting herself by keeping the conversation flowing.

"So, I bet Caleb is excited to see his big sister this weekend."

A wide smile appears on Ava's face and Sara's heart jumps at the sight.

"Oh, definitely! He probably already made a plan of all the activities we will get to do together."

Sara laughs at that, "He really sounds like a cute kid. I've always wondered what it would be like to have a little sister or brother."

"Really? It's just you and Laurel then?"

"Yep! Just Laurel, myself and dad. My parents divorced a couple of years ago."

"Oh I see... I'm sorry about that." Ava offers genuinely, turning her head to look at Sara.

The freckled girl shakes her head, a forced smile on her face, "Don't be, we're better off without her."

"Do you get to see your mom often?" The taller blonde asks and when her roommate doesn't answer she curses herself before saying, "Forget that I asked that. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"It's okay." Sara says as she shrugs her shoulders. She looks at Ava's eyes for a couple of seconds before looking down again, the genuine concern she sees on them being too much at the moment.

She swallows before explaining, "We have a complicated relationship. She let me down recently and I..." she sighs before continuing, "I haven't been able to speak to her ever since."

"Mhm..." Ava takes the time to choose her next words carefully, "I know I have no idea about what happened between you two, but what I'm hearing is that you need some time to heal from it and that is totally reasonable. You have every right to do so."

"I know Aves, but I can't help but feel like I'm the one that's on the wrong here. Especially when Laurel keeps telling me that I should give her a chance." Sara admits and Ava can't help and try to offer some support.

"Hey..." she says as she extends her right arm, "Come here?" She asks a bit shyly – way out of her comfort zone - and waits for the smaller girl to place her head on her shoulder. Sara seems startled at first but eventually nods and scoots closer to Ava, resting her head against the blonde's shoulder.

"Thanks." Sara whispers as she gets used of being this close to her roommate. It isn't like they haven't been this close before, but this time it feels different. It feels more intimate and raw. Her left arm wraps around Ava's waist as she feels the blonde's own arm circle around her shoulders. They stay in silence for a while, until Sara feels ready to speak again.

"Laurel has arranged for our mom to meet us this Saturday for dinner," she says followed by a deep sigh, "But I'm still not sure if I want to go."

Ava frowns at the information, deciding to speak her mind, "I know Laurel is probably just trying to help you and your mom make amends - what would be expected seeing as she is your older sister and cares about you - but if you still don't feel ready to talk to her then you should be able to say no."

"I know... But maybe Laurel's right. Maybe I should really give my mom a chance, she might actually want to apologize for what she did," Sara turns her head to look up at Ava as she says that and her ocean blue eyes are so filled with doubt that Ava stays speechless for a moment.

She tries to put on her most reassuring smile before nodding, "Yeah."

Sara smiles back at her, one of her dimples showing off, "I know we have only met this week, but I'm glad I can talk to you about this," the girl admits with a light blush on her face.

Ava smirks down at her before replying, "You can always talk to me Sara, I'll be here," she lets her roommate know before reaching her free hand out to tuck a loose strand of light blonde hair behind Sara's ear. She lets her hand linger against the girl's cheek as she stares down at her eyes before her gaze falls onto the pair of rosy lips in front of her, a warmth taking over her chest as she notices the adorable cluster of tiny freckles above Sara's upper lip. She swallows before tugging on her own bottom lip, her eyes moving up again to look at her roommate's. Her heart suddenly beating faster, the sound pounding roughly against her own hears as she notices Sara slightly tilting her head to the right and slowly starting to lean in closer. Ava feels a pull within her core - telling her to meet the smaller girl half-away – and she is unable to say no to it. Her gaze drops down to Sara's lips again before she flutters her eyes closed, tilting her head to the right as well. She can feel their breaths mixing as their lips almost touch, but before it can happen a ring sounds around the room and Sara immediately jumps to her feet, searching for the culprit.

The smaller blonde curses to herself as she picks up her phone, answering the call.

"Laurel, hey!" She greets a bit breathless.

"Hey little sister! Everything okay? You sound a little off."

Sara runs a hand through her hair before letting out a nervous chuckle, "Yeah, I'm fine!"

"Right... I'm calling to tell you that dad and I will be there in about ten minutes."

"Okay cool, I'll be waiting downstairs."

"Alright, see you then."

After that Laurel ends the call and Sara locks her phone, putting it away on her pocket. She keeps her back turned on Ava, her mind clouded by what almost happened if her sister hadn't interrupted them. She braces herself, counting to slowly to five in her head before turning around and facing her roommate once again.

When she does, she notices that the taller blonde is busy looking at her phone, quietly tapping something on it. After a couple of seconds she looks up and stares right into Sara, "My mom just texted me. She says she's downstairs waiting for me," she announces but doesn't move from her seat.

Sara nods before starting to make her way over, "Listen Ava-"

At that the girl suddenly gets up, walking past Sara to grab her duffel bag that's placed on her own bed, "I have to go..." she says with an apologetic look on her face. She scratches the back of her neck with her left hand before taking a quick glance at Sara, "Listen, I hope all goes well with your mom tomorrow whether you end up deciding to meet her or not. Just feel free to call me if you need someone to talk to, alright? You still have my number?"

Sara blinks slowly before finding her voice again. She clears her throat, "Yep, still got it. Thanks Aves," she nods followed by a small smile which Ava returns.

"Alright, take care." The taller blonde says before leaving the room.

As soon as Sara makes sure that Ava can't hear her, she throws herself onto her bed as she covers her face with both hands, a muffled groan coming out of her mouth.

When Ava finally meets her mom, she greets her with a big smile followed by a tight hug.

"Oh sweetie! It's so good to see you!" The older woman admits, hugging her back. Once they pull away, her mom gives her a once over, "Have you lost some weight honey? You look thinner."

Her daughter rolls her eyes half-heartedly, "Mom, come on! It has only been one week. I promise I'm not starving without your wonderful cooking," she assures her smirking.

Her mother chuckles at her words, "Alright Ava, you're right. I can't wait for you to tell me all about your first week," she says as she opens one of the passenger's doors to place the girl's duffel bag inside. Once she's behind the wheel with her daughter sitting by her side, she turns on the engine and hits the road.

After a solid ten minutes of driving, her mother finally speaks, "So tell me honey, how was your week? Are you enjoying your classes?"

Ava nods at remembering some of them, "Yeah, I am. Even though I haven't had many of them yet. So far all I had was 'Introduction to Psychology', 'The History of Psychology' and 'Physiological Psychology'."

"Is that so?" Her mom asks, eyes still focused on the road, "I remember that I didn't have many classes on my first week too."

The blonde looks at her mom surprised, "You still remember that?"

"How could I forget?" The older woman says with a fond smile on her lips, "It was when I met your dad for the very first time."

"Oh... You never told me much about that."

Her mom shrugs her shoulders, "You never seemed interested in knowing."

Ava feels a slight pang of guilt at hearing her mother's words, "I'm sorry mom, you're right. But I would actually love to hear it sometime."

"Alright sweetie, I'll tell you all about it when we get home."

The blonde smiles at that before enjoying the rest of the ride in a comfortable silence.

Meanwhile with the Lances

The sun is almost setting when Sara, her sister and her dad arrive home. The drive there went by smoothly, with Laurel and her dad chatting happily about every subject they could remember. Sara took the chance to rest for a little bit by placing her head against the window and simply enjoying the view. As her eyes got lost on the blurry trees by the roadside, she couldn't help her mind from wandering to what had happened earlier that day. I still can't believe that I almost kissed Ava. What if I just screwed up our still so new and fragile friendship? We just met and we have to share a tiny room for the whole year. How could I be so reckless? Don't I have any self-control at all?! Fucking hell...

She cursed to herself, desperately trying to think of a way to fix her mistake. But on the other hand... Ava did seem to lean into it as well.

Sara quickly shook the thought from her head, Nope! You're just imagining things. As if a nice girl like her would kiss someone who's practically a stranger to her, and to make matters worse, a girl.

She rolls her eyes at herself, so deep in her thoughts that she doesn't even realize that the car has pulled up until her sister is knocking on her window.

"Sara, hello?" Laurel calls, giving her a weird look.

The younger girl unbuckles her belt and grabs her bag before stepping out of the car, "Sorry, I got distracted," she apologizes as she closes the door.

"Everything okay kiddos?" Their father asks as he appears beside them. He steps closer to Sara and drapes his arm around her shoulders, holding her tight to him, "You were awfully quiet during the trip Sara, it doesn't seem like you."

She smiles up at her dad as she shakes her head, "I'm okay dad, just tired."

The man nods before pressing a kiss to her forehead, "Alright, why don't you go rest a little bit while I order some food? Both of you," he adds looking at his older daughter.

The girls do as suggested, each going to their own bedrooms. As Sara enters hers, she drops her bag on the floor and sits down on her bed. A sigh leaves her lips as her eyes roam around the familiar space. Somehow this room doesn't feel as homey as before. It's like it's missing something, she thinks to herself before getting up and taking her shoes off. She walks to her closet, opening the doors to take her favourite pyjamas; a baggy t-shirt and some shorts.

As she is closing the wooden doors, a knock catches her attention. She leans her head back to find her sister standing there.

"Laurel, hey," she greets with a small smile that her sister returns.

The older girl enters the room and sits down on the bed, "I'm all ears Sara."

Sara looks at her with a puzzled look on her face, "What?"

Laurel rolls her eyes at her sister's reaction, "Come on, don't play dumb. I'm your sister, I can tell when something's wrong. So, spill." She says, patting the spot next to her.

The younger girl shrugs it off, "Nothing's wrong, Laurel." Sara insists, tearing her eyes away from her sister's prying ones.

Laurel lets out a deep sigh before asking in a gentle voice, "Is this about mom?"

Sara lifts her head and looks back at her sister again, this time taking her invitation to sit beside her. She ponders on telling her about Ava, but she's not even sure how to start that conversation. Instead, she decides to nod at Laurel's question. It's not the whole reason for her weird mood, but at least it's half of it.

The older girl pats her on the head gently, "I know I asked you to give mom a chance, but if it's still too hard on you I won't be mad if you decide not to come to dinner."

The blonde looks at her with wide eyes, "You won't?"

"Of course not Sara. The only reason I asked was because I think it may be good for her to explain herself. But I totally understand if you're hurt and don't want to see her."

Sara hugs Laurel tightly upon hearing her kind words, "Thanks Laurel!" She whispers before letting go, grabbing her sister's hands in hers, "I want to go, hear what she has to say."

"Okay, but let's make a deal," Laurel smiles softly at her, squeezing her hands back, "As soon as you feel uncomfortable we're out of there. How does that sound?"

"Sounds great Laurel, thank you." Sara says with a hint of a smile, hugging the older girl one more time.

AN: Hope you liked it! As always, feel free to leave a comment with your opinion on it. It helps me to know if I'm doing a good job or not.

On another note, I have some one-shots published and I also started a new story which is a Soulmate AU. If those interest you, please feel free to take a look ;)