The next morning Paris forgot where she was when the scent of cinnamon and syrup filled her nose. Paris got out of the bed, went over to Makala’s dresser to search for a shirt to wear and then she went downstairs. When she entered the kitchen, Paris noticed a naked Wyatt and Makala hugging next to the stove. “I guess I’m over dressed,” Paris said to get their attention. “Good morning!” Makala smiled at her best friend. “Hungry?” Makala asked.

     “No, but it looks like you are. It…

The next morning Paris forgot where she was when the scent of cinnamon and syrup filled her nose. Paris got out of the bed, went over to Makala’s dresser to search for a shirt to wear and then she went downstairs. When she entered the kitchen, Paris noticed a naked Wyatt and Makala hugging next to the stove. “I guess I’m over dressed,” Paris said to get their attention. “Good morning!” Makala smiled at her best friend. “Hungry?” Makala asked.

     “No, but it looks like you are. It…

The next morning London woke up to Ronnie sleeping in her full size bed next to her. Ronnie’s chin length black hair was all over the place. She was pretty without her glasses; London couldn’t fathom why the girl never opted to get contacts. She was happy to have a friend like Ronnie, someone who stuck by her side through good times and bad.

London rolled over on her back and closed her eyes but they flew…