Amber's POV:

I had woken up a few minutes ago but I didn't get out of bed. I kept thinking about earlier. Then I realized I never answered his question.

I never said yes, but the kiss should've answered it.

I decided to ask Quinn what she thought. I jumped out of my bed and walked over to hers.

"Hey, Quinn!" I look at her face and stop myself from saying anything else. Her cheeks were stained with trails of tears. I decide to wake her up.

"Quinn.." I shake her a bit, but she doesn't wake up.

"Quinn!" I say a bit louder while shaking her a bit more harshly.

Her eyelids finally open up. "Yeah, yeah. I'm awake."

"Quinn, what's wrong? Were you crying?" I say with soft eyes.

"No.. why?" She says and laughs nervously.

"Don't lie to me. I know you. What happened?" I ask.

"Its nothing. Don't worry about it." she answers.

"Are you sure? You can tell me anything and you know that."

"Its just that.." her eyes start filling with tears. ".. my boyfriend just broke up with me.."

She covers her face and begins to cry.

"Oh no.."

I don't know how to deal with these kinds of things. I was never really good with it so I just hug her and wait for her to calm down.

I wipe away her tears.

"Listen that idiot jerk doesn't deserve you if he can't see what a wonderful person you are. on the bright side.. you know what this means.." and I give an evil smirk.

She gives the same evil smirk meaning she knows what I'm thinking. We both start to laugh hysterically until someone in the dorm next door yells "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" and we start to giggle.

We hop out of bed and start to get dressed. We both throw on an over sized hoodie with some jeans and run out of the dorm and start sprinting towards the parking lot.

We jump into Quinn's car and she turns on the engine.

"To the supermarket we go!" I say and give a giggle.

After driving for around 20 minutes, we arrived to the 24 hour super market.

We look inside and its empty as fuck. There was literally only one cashier but he was so fucking cute. I glace over at Quinn but she was one step ahead and already making her move.

"Hey babe." and she gives a little wink.

How does she do that??? I swear the cashier dude just blushed a little.

"H-hi.." he stutters.

"So babe," she says as she runs her fingers along his jawline. "I need a favor."

"Y-yeah?" he says nervously.

She sits up on the conveyor belt which slides her over towards him. She hops over to the other side and gets real close.

She leans over to his ear and says "I need the most rotten, messed up, smelly eggs you have. You got any in the back?"

"Erm..." he says in confusion, but after a few seconds he looks up and says "Yeah, follow me."

Quinn smirks at me and I try to hold back the laughter. We follow Mr.CuteGuy to the back. Its stocked up with all types of canned foods and shit. He leads us into a cold ass room in which he goes and digs deep somewhere in a pile of empty egg cartons.

He pulls out a carton of eggs and says, "These expired a month ago. I hope that's good enough." With a slight smile.

"Perfect." Quinn says as she plants a kiss on his mouth and slips a five dollar bill in his back pocket.

We run out skipping and giggling, leaving the poor, confused, and very adorable cashier behind to contemplate the events he had just encountered.

"OH MY GOD YOUR FUCKING AMAZING AT THIS!!" I say with a huge smile plastered across my face.

"I know." she says and flips her hair while tryna keep her cool.

"BUT, OH MY GOD, DID YOU SEE THE WAY HIS FACE GOT ALL RED!!!" she says almost immediately after.

"AHH, YESSS!" I yell in excitement.

"The best part isnt even here yet. To secret destination number two we go!" she cheers.

About half an hour later, we pulled up to a large beautiful house.

"This is it," she growls as she points to the second floor window, "and thats his room."

"Well what are you waiting for? Lets go!" I say getting out of the car.

She stumbles out with the egg carton in her hands.

"Ah! Be careful with the babys!" I say and caress the carton.

We walk up to the driveway as she laughs and says "Big mistake leaving his window open tonight."

I pull out an egg and hand it to her. "May you please do the honors, my lady."

"Of course, kind sir." she says and giggles.

"Ready... aim... FIRE!" I yell as she throws the foul scented egg.

She misses by a few feet and grabs another for a second try.

"Ready... aim... FIRE!"

This time she misses by barely a few inches.

"Ready... aim... FIRE!"

And she makes it!

"Third times a charm." she says and we laugh.

"YO, WHAT THE FUCK?!" we hear a voice say from the window.

"Oh shit, he's up." I say and she grabs the rest of the eggs and throws them at his car.

"Quinn?!?!" he says as he pokes his head out and rubs his eyes.

We run to the car laughing and she starts the engine.

"ASSHOLE!!" she yells, followed by Mr.FellowMiddleFinger.

We pull off and start laughing even harder than before.

"Oh my god, that was fun!!" I say. "You feel better now?"

"Definitely."