"Are you comfortable?" Kate asked in a hushed voice. The two girls lay together in the dark room on their makeshift bed of pillows and blankets, parallel next to each other. Laying there next to one another, they were glad they could finally get some rest from the day's events, or week's events rather. It sure had been a long week for the blonde and brunette. Both of the girls were laying on their sides, facing away from each other. They could feel the warmth radiating between them, and Kate could hear Max's gentle breaths in the silence of the room; they were like waves, gently lulling her with each inhale and exhale.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Max whispered, her voice barely audible. She couldn't bring herself to turn over and look at Kate because she knew if she did, she would absolutely lose it. Seeing that beautiful blonde girl all vulnerable and what not, resting with her soft tufts of hair all disheveled around her pretty face, in that little pink nightgown. She knew she would be a bundle of nerves, unable to control her emotions, and she didn't want that around Kate right now. Max wanted to do some self exploration first, before she made any kind of move on Kate; and she needed to make sure that Kate actually reciprocated some kind of feelings towards the brunette. "Thanks for letting me sleep over." She added, smiling softly, just glad they were getting to spend time together.

"I wouldn't want it any other way." Kate replied softly.

Max sighed, finally, an audible sound, "You know, you mean a lot to me, Kate." She said, still facing away from the other girl.

"You mean a lot to me too, Max." Kate admitted as well, a small smile coming to her delicate lips. It was quiet after that, and Kate closed her chocolate brown eyes and tried to go to sleep. It was hard though, because the only thing she could focus on was Max. How the girl that meant so much to her was laying ride beside her trying to go to sleep. And their backs were touching, warmth radiating through the both of their bodies; their legs were nearly intertwined with each other's. The smooth skin brushing against itself was enough to make Kate feel alive. It stirred feelings inside of her that she had never really felt before with another person. And it was odd. Kate was confused, and she knew she had a lot of thinking process to do.

It was no secret that Max felt the same way. When she finally did turn over in bed, she was thankful to see that Kate was already long gone and in depth to her sleep. She looked younger when she was sleeping, relaxed and peaceful, and pretty like always. Max wouldn't admit to herself, but she was physically attracted to Kate, and deep down she wondered if Kate thought she looked pretty as well. Both girls were confused, both girls were hiding behind false courage, and both girls knew that this friendship had all the potential in the world to be more, they were just afraid. Afraid of what they were, or what they would become, and it was indeed scary.

Kate's chest rose and fell with each breath she took, and Max used that rhythm to help her fall asleep too. Soon, their breathing matched, and Max allowed herself to relax and fall into a peaceful slumber beside her best friend. It was weird to think that Kate was lying there, right next to her. It was a good feeling though, and Max would not deny that. She liked this feeling, knowing that the fact that someone was there beside her, protecting her, watching over her in that weird protective way. The brunette wondered if Kate felt the same about having her here as well.

She sometimes wished she could read Kate's mind. At times, Kate could be read so easily, like an open book if one wanted to make a comparison like that. But at other times, she was so shy and reserved and nervous, Max couldn't tell what was going on in that headspace of hers. Usually Kate told Max what was going on, but the times she didn't really made Max think and think as to what could have the Christian girl so worked up all of the time. Kate was often in her thoughts more than she should be, and that was happening more frequently as time went on. Max knew that somehow, Kate was changing, bit by bit. She didn't know what it was, but she knew that it was happening. And she could feel herself changing as well.

When morning at Blackwell came, Kate was the first to wake out of she and Max. Her brown orbs fluttered open delicately, and it took her a moment to register the previous night. When she felt a pair of arms around her small torso, her face lit up, blushing a crimson red color. Max must have rolled over in the middle of the night and put her arms around Kate. She had probably done it in her sleep, so Kate didn't think much of it. Sitting up, she maneuvered her way out of Max's grasp, careful not to wake her best friend up.

The blonde stretched her stiff muscles, fed her bunny some breakfast and grabbed Max's camera out of her bag to snap a photo to remember this moment. She was sure that Max wouldn't mind. After taking the picture, Kate waited for it to show, and then she studied it. Max was a sight to be seen, because she was absolutely stunning, even when she was asleep. Kate shook her head, and sat the picture down on her dresser. A blush came to her cheeks, and she tried hard to get it to go away. She should not be having thoughts like that, she knew better.

But she couldn't help it. Kate had been suppressed for so long because of her beliefs and family, it was no wonder it would all start to come out now when she was away from all that. At Blackwell, she felt like her true self. With Max, she felt like her true self. Was this who she really was all along? Was she gay? Did she even really like Max like that? What was happening? Her head was spinning and she didn't know what to do with herself, it was all too much to take in at a moments notice. "Have you been awake long?" Max inquired, pulling Kate out of her thoughts.

Kate shook her head, "No."

"Wanna go get breakfast?" Max asked, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out her eyes.

"Yeah." Kate nodded.