Your cell phone rings, waking you from a peaceful sleep. You reluctantly climb out of bed to find it, wrapping a sheet around you and cursing whoever decided it was a good idea to call you at 5 am. Stumbling towards your phone, you smile at the blonde girl still sleeping, remembering the night before. You flip your phone open without checking the caller ID.
“Hello,” you say, your voice laced with the effects of sleep.
“Marissa Cooper,” the voice on the other end screeches. “Where the hell are you, young lady?”
“Yeah, nice to hear from you, too, Mom,” you say sarcastically.
“Where are you,” your mother demands.
“I fell asleep at Summer’s,” you lie, hoping she hasn’t called there.
“Do you know how worried I was?”
“Mom, it’s five in the morning. You obviously weren’t TOO worried if you just now realized I was gone.
“Fine,” Julie huffs, knowing that you’ve called her bluff. “But I expect you home after school or it’ll be a weekend at home. Understood?”
“Yeah, yeah,” you muster. “Can I go back to sleep now,” you ask, not even caring what the answer is.
“Just be home after school.”
You sigh and close the phone before even saying goodbye. You make your way back to bed, trying not to wake her.
“Mmmm...who was that,” she says slowly, not opening her eyes.
“Just my mom,” you grumble, slipping against her naked body.
“Oh,” she says, and it comes out as more of a grunt than an actual word. She throws her arm over you, pulling you closer. You quickly slip back into sleep, dreaming about the beautiful woman sleeping next to you.
“Hello,” you say, your voice laced with the effects of sleep.
“Marissa Cooper,” the voice on the other end screeches. “Where the hell are you, young lady?”
“Yeah, nice to hear from you, too, Mom,” you say sarcastically.
“Where are you,” your mother demands.
“I fell asleep at Summer’s,” you lie, hoping she hasn’t called there.
“Do you know how worried I was?”
“Mom, it’s five in the morning. You obviously weren’t TOO worried if you just now realized I was gone.
“Fine,” Julie huffs, knowing that you’ve called her bluff. “But I expect you home after school or it’ll be a weekend at home. Understood?”
“Yeah, yeah,” you muster. “Can I go back to sleep now,” you ask, not even caring what the answer is.
“Just be home after school.”
You sigh and close the phone before even saying goodbye. You make your way back to bed, trying not to wake her.
“Mmmm...who was that,” she says slowly, not opening her eyes.
“Just my mom,” you grumble, slipping against her naked body.
“Oh,” she says, and it comes out as more of a grunt than an actual word. She throws her arm over you, pulling you closer. You quickly slip back into sleep, dreaming about the beautiful woman sleeping next to you.
