It seemed as though the more time Kate and Max spent together, the faster it seemed to go by. Before the two girls knew it, it was already nearing the end of the first month of school, and neither of them could believe it. It was funny, really, the amount of time they were spending together. Hell, they were practically joined at the hip. The only time they weren't seen hanging out was when they were in different classes, or when Kate was at church. The girls had learned much about each other, and even some things about themselves. Max was teaching Kate how to play guitar, and expanding her music types while Kate was giving Max drawing and singing lessons. It was amazing how the two girls could help each other.

After turning in their photography projects, Mr. Jefferson had taken a class photo, and assigned everyone a partner for the class. It was no surprise that Max and Kate decided right away to be partners. He had explained that the partner was merely to help expand and enlighten your work. Kate nor Max didn't care though, they were just glad they'd be getting to spend more time together. Their friendship was getting stronger every single day, and they wouldn't have it any other way.

Currently, Kate was sitting in one of her many art classes, listening to her teacher give a lecture and demonstration about shading in sketches, but she really wasn't paying attention at all. Her mind had long gone and wandered off, and she became lost in her thoughts, daydreaming about this and that. She couldn't help but to think of Max, and of everything the two had been through so far. Max made her feel so special, wanted, like she was the only person in the world that mattered. Heck, every time they even made eye contact, Kate got butterflies in her stomach. She hoped that she made Max feel like that too. But wasn't it strange for her to be having thoughts like that about another girl?

Suddenly, the blonde's phone buzzed, pulling her out of her many thoughts. Of course, it was Max. That was the only person who seemed to text her besides Stella, Alyssa, and sometimes Warren. Those were her other friends that she had somehow managed to make. The text read: it's Friday night, got any plans? And it showed a smiley face emoji. Kate couldn't help but to scoff at Max's ridiculous; they had hung out every single Friday night since they started talking. Whether it be dinner, movies, or just having a late night cup of coffee and looking up at the stars, they were always together. Kate discreetly texted back: is that your way of telling me you don't want to hang out? She put a frown emoji afterwards. Of course, she was only joking, but she enjoyed getting Max all riled up and what not.

Her phone buzzed immediately: oh, no, Kate, I'm sorry, I do want to hang out. The text was frantic, and it made Kate smiled. Once she made sure the teacher wasn't paying attention, she typed back a quick response: haha, I was kidding. What do you have planned? I was thinking sleepover? Maybe in my dorm? xoxox. Kate sent her reply, and suddenly, she felt nervous, queasy almost. Maybe it was because this was the first time she had asked Max to spend the night in her dorm. They had never slept over in each other's rooms before, so this would be a new experience to add to the list of things they were going to do together. Max text back: sounds like a plan, see you in photography.

The bell rang a few moments later, signaling it was time for class to end. Kate gathered her things, shoved them in her book bag, and left the art class hurriedly. She was always this excited to reunite with Max. She made her way to the photography class, and much to her surprise, Max was already there at their table waiting for her. Suddenly, she snapped a picture of Kate as she was sitting down. "Got ya!" Max smiled as she shook the picture, waiting for it to show.

Kate grinned back, "That's got to be the hundredth picture you've taken of me today."

Max shrugged, "It's for my Kate Marsh shrine." She joked and the sighed, "You've just got a good face, I guess?" She laughed while glancing up into Kate's brown eyes. "That sounded weird, I'm sorry." She apologized as she put her camera back into her messenger bag.

"No, I get what you mean." Kate replied. "You have a good face too." She smiled. And there was that feeling again, that nervousness, or butterflies, or whatever it was that Kate was feeling. It was a good feeling, there was no doubt about it, but she just didn't understand why she was feeling what she was feeling. Especially towards Max; Max was her friend! She didn't want to complicate things, especially when she was so confused about everything already. She didn't want to mess things up with the brunette, not after they were already so good with one another.

"Kate?" Max interrupted, pulling Kate out of her thoughts.

"Huh?"

"I said, so what do you think about the sleepover? Is it a go?" She inquired.

"Definitely." Kate nodded. "We can go get movies and snacks, it'll be fun." She hadn't had a sleepover with one of her close friends in a really long time, and she just hoped and prayed that with Max it wouldn't be awkward or uncomfortable. They got along with each other so well, so it should be good. Kate was excited nonetheless, and Max was just as excited as well. She would get to cuddle up to Kate, and just revel in what was her. It was sure to be a good weekend, and even it wasn't, it would be good just because of the fact that the two girls would be together. The two girls then engaged in small talk until Mr. Jefferson entered the classroom and began the day's lecture. But he knew Max and Kate's minds were elsewhere.