Chapter 10
"What do you mean they're not dating yet?!" Kara yelled, jumping up from her spot on her bed.
"I just talked to Sky-Daisy, and she said that they're not dating." Bobbi snapped her fingers as she messed up Daisy's name for the fifth time that day.
"What the hell? We left them in that closet for like an hour!"
"Two hours. Daisy," she said slowly, making sure to say the right name. "Said that they decided to just be friends for now, but I don't buy it. I talked to Simmons the other day and being the horrible liar she is, I'm pretty sure something more than friendship is going on. We just gotta give them time."
Kara sighed, "I guess so." She plopped back down on her bed and closed her eyes. She felt the mattress move under her and a weight on her stomach. "I am not a pillow."
"Wasn't planning on sleeping..." Bobbi turned and moved Kara's shirt up, kissing the exposed skin. Kara shivered, her smile growing wider when she realized what Bobbi was up to.
"Hey, we gotta be quiet, my parents are home."
"I can do quiet, you're the one that's gotta be careful."
...
"Hey Daisy!" Mack jogged slightly to catch up with the the brunette girl.
"I swear you're the only one that hasn't forgotten I'm going by that now." Daisy joked, continuing down the hall towards her locker.
"It's only been a week since you told everyone." Mack rolled his eyes. "So how's your leg?"
"You sound like my therapist."
"It's just that you haven't been holding it much lately like it might fall apart."
"I haven't." She stopped, then shrugged. "It hasn't been hurting much. Dr. Garner says that it's because my life's working out or something I don't know I zoned out when he was talking."
Mack laughed before seeing a certain Scottish boy, quickly excusing himself before going after him. Daisy raised an eyebrow, but just went back to attempting to open her locker.
"Fitz!" Mack called, wrapping an arm around the shorter boys shoulder. "What are you mumbling about turbo?"
"I don't get it! Simmons had to take a makeup test in chemistry and she still got a better grade than me. She doesn't even pay attention in class!" Fitz grumbled. Mack laughed, remembering why she missed the test in the first place.
"Maybe the teacher pity's her for being stuck in the closet for two hours."
"It means I failed! She took a makeup, which knocks down the grade to a 80 no matter how well she did! She got the highest grade in the class!" Fitz threw a punch at the wall, only to be stopped by Mack's giant hand.
"Hold on Turbo, not need to go breaking your hand. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this."
"You're right, let's just go home."
"About time, school ended an hour ago."
"Then why are you still here?"
"I was waiting for someone very important." Fitz blushed and followed Mack out of school.
...
Bobbi fell beside Kara, covering herself with the sheets as she tried to catch her breath.
"Water." Kara gasped out, nodding towards the bottle next to Bobbi. The blonde grabbed the bottle and passed it over, not before taking a (very big) sip.
"This isn't gonna be enough." Kara muttered, drinking the rest of the water.
"Yeah, one of us should go get some more...and food. I'm hungry."
"I don't think I can stand, let alone walk."
"Screw it, you wanna order a pizza? I'm buying." Kara giggled and nodded, watching as Bobbi struggled to get her phone from its place across the room. The blonde groaned before getting up and grabbing her phone off the dresser.
"Bobbi put some clothes on! My parents might walk in!" Kara exclaimed, throwing a shirt in the general direction of Bobbi.
"Chill, I locked the door. Yes, Hi we want-" Kara put a pillow over her face, tossing it aside before attempting to sit up.
"I hate you." She mumbled, receiving a smirk for the blonde girl.
"Thank you." Bobbi hung up the phone before crawling back onto the bed. She pushed her girlfriend back down and wrapped her arms around her waist. "You love me." She whispered, placing a soft kiss on her collarbone.
"Yeah, I do."
"Good because I just spent twenty dollars on two pizzas."
"Hey did you hear that Simmons got a better grade on the test than Fitz? " Kara suddenly asked, turning to face the taller girl.
"Yeah, but then again that was kinda obvious."
"Not really, it was a makeup test so he's gotta be pretty mad."
"I'm sure he's always mad then."
Kara just rolled her eyes, cuddling closer and pulling the sheet up. She felt Bobbi interlace their fingers and kiss the top of her head.
Now, they just had to wait for food...
...
"What's Simmons doing here?" Fitz asked, pointing out the British girl who was tapping away on her phone.
"Maybe she's getting her car repaired? This is a place that fixes cars." Mack said, not taking his eyes off the car he was currently working on.
"She doesn't have a car, let alone a license. Simmons!" He started walking towards her.
"Hey Fitz." She put her phone away, ignoring the buzz signaling that she had a new text.
"I have a bone to pick with you!-"
"Oh dear lord." She muttered, knowing exactly what he was talking about. She pulled out her phone and sent a quick text before putting her attention back on him.
"-You got a better grade on a makeup test!"
"Yes Fitz, but I don't grade the tests, I just take them. You should really be complaining about this to Ms.Weaver instead of me."
"A bloody makeup test!" Fitz grumbled, suddenly remembering why he came over here in the first place. "Nevermind that, what are you doing here?"
She was a little confused at his sudden change of subject, but she shrugged and pointed at her dad, who was arguing with a mechanic. He let out a small 'oh'.
"He thinks something's wrong with the car, but every time we come here the mechanic says the same thing." She added, pulling out her phone yet again.
He nodded before making an excuse to go back to Mack.
"Are you sure they aren't dating again?" He asked, handing out the wrench he was trying to reach for.
"I don't know." Was the only reply he got.