Swapping clothes - Pricefield

The first time Chloe saw Max wearing her clothes she swears she had a heart attack.

It's early Monday morning and Max is securely snuggled into Chloe's side. Chloe is lying awake staring at the ceiling as she usually does while she waits for Max to wake up. Many things are in her thoughts, her head buzzing from them all but she tried to push them away. They were safe now. She had Max, the town was safe and everything was okay. It had been a few months since the whole storm nearly wiped out the town thing, not that Chloe could keep track of her days anymore. Everything blurred into one and all that seemed to matter to her was Max was alive, she was alive, they'd both survived the hell they'd been through.

She was brought out of her thoughts by Max groaning sleepily as she shifted to lay on her back. She blinked lazily, her eyes not wanting to open as she also now stared up at the ceiling.

"Mornin'" Max grumbled, a yawn escaping her lips as she tried to stretch the best she could from where she was lying next to Chloe.

"Morning" Chloe replied back, leaning over to place a soft kiss on the top of Max's head. Max made an appreciative noise, obviously still too tired to actually smile or kiss her. Either way Chloe found it adorable.

"What time is it?" Max asked drearily, her eyes now actually open and looking at her girlfriend. Chloe just shrugged before reaching for her phone from beside the bed.

"Hmmm, like half eight"

"Shit"

Chloe was a little taken aback, not by Max swearing, she was used to that by now, more by the speed Max sat up at as she hard what time it was. That's when Chloe realised it was Monday and although a damn tornado nearly wiped out the town Blackwell was untouched like it was protected by some shitty god, so classes were still going. Obviously Mark Jefferson sure wasn't teaching Max's class anymore, but they had a substitute which apparently according to Max wasn't that bad.

"I have to get the bus soon it literally leaves in like ten minutes" Max groaned as she forced herself onto her feet, wobbling slightly as the tiredness caught up to her. She wondered over to the pile of clothes she'd thrown off the night before and held them up to try inspect them for stains. And of course there were a ton of stains because the night before Chloe has somehow managed to convince Max to go down a mud slide with her.

"I can't wear this to class" Max stated simply, placing her dirtied clothes down once again.

"Wear something of mine then, I'm sure it'll fit"

Max seemed relatively happy at that answer and made her way over to Chloe's wardrobe. As Chloe watched Max opening her closet doors she was reminded of when this happened before. The morning after their adventure with breaking into Blackwell and having that fun water fight in the pool. Both their clothes were still soaked the next day of course so Max had worn something Rachel had left behind. Chloe remembered being impressed Max looked as good as she did dressed like that, but of course the most memorable event that happened that day was their kiss they shared. If Chloe thought for one second Max would actually kiss her she never would have dared her too. After all, it wasn't the most romantic first kisses of all time.

"So, what do you think?"

Chloe sat up, her eyes lazily flickering over to Max, then doing a double take as she realised just what Max was wearing. Her girlfriend stood head to toe in the most punk outfit Chloe had ever seen, she wasn't even aware she owned such an outfit but she sure was glad she did just because of how good Max looked in it. Chloe was speechless as her heart seemed to beat at a ridiculous rate and she all but drooled over her girlfriend's appearance.

The younger girl placed her hands on her hips, smiling coyly at Chloe as she realised that Chloe was in fact cheeking her out "See something you like?" she asked confidently, trying to keep her demeanour together so she didn't burst out laughing at the situation like she so desperately wanted to.

"You look hella good" Chloe replied almost breathlessly as if she was in a trance

Max just smiled, not being able to stop the small laugh that escaped her mouth.

"Well too bad because I'm off to class now, bye"

And off she went, leaving Chloe sitting on her bed feeling as if she'd just had a spiritual experience. Chloe definitely needed to make max wear her clothes a lot more often.