A/N: Guys, don't kill me! I practically forgot about this until I found it in my fanfic folder. Forgive me, please. Also, things get a tiny bit steamy in this chapter. The story is going to end soon as well, so yeah. I might post something elsewhere on this site, so look out for that! Anyways, onwards!

Tanya's POV

We first went to Starbucks. Very stereotypical of a pair of girls, I know, but, according to Lexi, she was a bit of a coffee addict, and I said that if she was getting coffee, I was going to as well.

After buying two iced teas, we went to the bookstore. This was mainly for Lexi, because she loved reading so much. She bought two books, one fiction and the other being non-fiction; a history book. I teased her a bit for it, but she gave me a kiss, effectively shutting me up.

We then went dress shopping. The school dance was at the end of next month, and we both didn't really have anything good to wear. I suggest that we try to get dresses that kind of contradicted each other in some way, since the theme of the dance was 'Opposites Attract'.

Alexa said that it was a good idea, and, after a bit of brainstorming, we decided to go for ice and fire. After a bit of looking around the different stores, we managed to find a dress that was a bright red color and a dress that faded from white to light blue. Both dresses weren't too fancy, but good enough for a dance. The funny thing was that, despite our height difference, we wore the same dress size. We bought the dresses, which were actually half-priced, with it being an 'end of spring sale' and all.

After that, we just went window shopping before stopping for lunch. It was just at a fast food place, but it was fine nonetheless. One of the cashiers was actually pretty rude to us while we were ordering, saying the same old homophobic crap that LGBT+ people always hear, like 'You two are going to hell.', as well as some other shit.

It scared me, reminding me of the previous day's events, but Lexi just kissed me before crossing her arms and saying, "If this gives us a one-way ticket to hell, then so would you having pre-marital sex and wearing polyester fabric, according to the Bible if I have remembered correctly. Now shut it and take our order." We left the counter laughing our asses off.

"I literally cannot believe you fucking did that!" I giggled as we got back in the car, getting ready to drive back to her place.

"I know! But I couldn't have him being rude to my angel now, could I?" She planted a kiss on my cheek, started the car and drove back to her house, the only point of discussion for the entire ride being that comment to the man at the counter.

When we got back to her house, we told her parents what had happened, earning a hearty laugh from Martin and praise from Garnet for being 'brave'. In my opinion, Alexandra was just being badass.

We went into her room and tried on the dresses. She looked amazing in the 'ice' dress, but she suggested that I wear it, because it would 'compliment my skin tone'. I chuckled at the comment. She was quite pale in comparison to me, and possibly a better fit for the blue dress in my opinion, but I soon realized that she was right, and that she looked better in the 'fire' dress.

She laid out a plan for the day of the dance. We would both wear black ballet flats. I would wear silver jewelry, and she would wear gold. For makeup, I would have shimmering pink lip gloss, and she would wear a matte red lipstick. She would have gold eyeshadow, and I would have silver. I would have light pink blush, and she would have a darker pinkish-red shade. For our hair, I would help put her ginger hair up into an Ariana-style high ponytail, and she would help braid my wild locks.

You could have said that we were going a bit overboard with planning so far ahead, but better ready than not, am I right?

Alexandra's POV

I helped Tanya put her dress in her duffel bag so she could take it home. We both knew that the dance was ages away, but planning ahead is literally one of the best things you can do.

I hung up my dress in my closet and put the books on my shelf. Tanya thought that it was a good idea, after I had put the books on my shelf, to push me onto my bed and tickle me mercilessly. I, obviously, became a giggling mess, begging her to stop, but no amount of asking made her quit.

An idea came to mind and, in one swift motion, I flipped us over, putting her on the bottom and me on the top. I sighed and said playfully, "I've bested you now, haven't I?" She quickly grabbed my waist and pulled me closer until our faces were inches away from each other. I could just feel her warm breath on my face as she smiled sweetly at me.

Without a second thought, I kissed her, and she kissed me back. This continued for a while. I felt her fingers slip past the waist area of my denim shorts and didn't complain as she unbuttoned them. That is, until I understood her intentions. I separated from the kiss and gave her a worried look, gesturing to the door. "What if they-"

"Don't worry." She hushed me, putting a finger over my lips. "As long as we don't make too much noise." She pushed my shorts down slightly and smirked. I smirked back and reached down to pull her skirt off, which she complied to. I took off her shirt and tossed it over my shoulder. Tanya pulled me in for another long, passionate kiss, which I accepted gladly. While this was happening, I didn't notice that she had pushed my shorts all the way down, or that I had followed her actions and shook them off.

When we separated again, she was about to take off my top when I stopped her. She looked at me in confusion and asked, "What? Why?"

I got off the bed, opened my closet and found the necktie that was part of the uniform of my old school. I tied it, took it off, then hung it on the doorknob outside my room.

"What'll that do?" She asked, sitting up on my bed. I explained to her how a tie on the doorknob usually meant that whoever was inside was 'getting busy'.

Tanya crossed her arms and urged me to come back to the bed, which I did. Almost immediately, she kissed me again, this time with a bit more vigor. I matched that vigor, and subconsciously pulled her tights down and took them off. She moved from my lips to my neck, occasionally nibbling and sucking the area.

I had to bite my tongue to prevent myself from moaning in pleasure. She stopped, looked at me and asked seductively, "Got a problem with that?" I shook my head, trembling, an intense feeling of pleasure flooding my body.

Tanya pushed me up into a sitting position and stripped off my top, which she deposited on the floor. We kissed again, this time full-on making out, getting our tongues involved. A few minutes went by before I reached back to unhook her bra, but I was stopped when I heard Martin call from downstairs, "You two are being awfully quiet. Could you come downstairs please?"

Tanya and I separated for the third time and both of us blushed red. She said sheepishly, "I think we should get dressed and get downstairs. We've been up here for a while." She pointed to the Harry Potter alarm clock that sat on my bedside table. It read one-thirty. We had been 'getting busy' for fifteen minutes.

I let out an awkward laugh. "Yeah." We both put our clothes back on and I fixed my hair, straightening it out after Tanya's antics had made it tangled and messy. The two of us headed down the stairs to find an amused-looking Martin and Garnet.

"Can either of you explain why this," she held up my school tie, "was on the doorknob?"

"And what's that mark, Alexa?" Martin enquired, pointing to a spot on my neck. My hand immediately flew up to cover it, and Tanya looked at me, slightly embarrassed. She managed to stutter, "Well, uh, we were trying on the dresses we bought, and then we laid out a plan for dance night, then I started to tickle her, and then… well, you can guess what you interrupted." Garnet chuckled and held out her hand. Martin rolled his eyes and handed her a five-dollar bill.

"You guys were betting on whether we were getting busy or not?" I asked, now a bit angry. Garnet tossed me back my school tie and said, "Oh, please, Alexa, of course we were. I was going to tell you guys we rented a film to watch when I saw the tie on the doorknob. I was already curious, but then I heard Tanya say, and I quote, 'Got a problem with that?'" She mimicked the seductive relish that Tanya had when she asked me that very question.

She smirked before continuing. "I raced back downstairs and told Martin what I'd heard. He said that you two were just messing with each other, but I told him about the tie on the doorknob, which I had taken with me. He still refused to believe it, so I told him to call the two of you downstairs. When you two took more than two minutes to get downstairs, I knew that I was right. But when Martin saw that hickey, he knew for sure that I was right."

"You are covering that with makeup on Monday if it's still there, Alexa." Martin laughed. "But then again, we almost got busy the day we found out," He gestured to himself and Garnet, "so the two of you are off the hook."

"Martin!" Garnet gave my foster father a playful shove before saying, "Who wants to watch 'A Quiet Place'?"

"I do!" Tanya said. "And don't worry, Lexi, my sweet, I'll cuddle you if you find it too scary."

"Shut up!" I said teasingly, reaching up to ruffle her mess of curls. I don't care what her father said. We loved each other way too much to be separated.