Opal's pov

I knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer. Mrs. Quartz, maybe.

"Opal!" Rainbow cheered, opening the door.

"Hey Rainbow!" I greeted, stepping inside. "I didn't hear if you said it was a sleepover or not, so I brought some clothes just in case." I patted the duffel bag I carried, and Rainbow led me into the familiar house.

"Mom and Dad are away for the weekend, and Rose is at her new boyfriend's house," Rainbow started, "So it's just us tonight. I don't even know what she sees in him, he's so not boyfriend material!" She kept on muttering as we walked upstairs, past Rose's room, and into hers.

"Nice room," I said, feeling the soft carpet between my toes.

"Yeah, everyone always really likes it..." she said, laying back onto her bed.

"So, what do you wanna do first?" I asked, putting the duffle bag on her bed. "I brought some movies and a game or two if you want to play-"

"Shh, Shh Shh..." Rainbow had stood up behind me, wrapping one arm around my torso and using the other to shush me.

"Okay..." I said, confused.

"First," She said, using the same voice from earlier, "I think we should change into our pajamas..." She backed away, turning me around to face the bed. She sat down, picking up her pajamas and placing them beside her. She pulled her top over her head.

"Um,you're not gonna change right here, are you?" I asked, blushing. She looked at me.

"What, we change in the locker room." She stood back up and walked over to me. "Why, are you nervous?" She asked, smirking slightly.

"Uh..." she stood behind me, laying her arms over my shoulders. "No, not at all!" I said, which might've been a tiny lie.

"Good," She whispered. "Because now we can have fun!" She continued to undress slowly, then put her tank top and shorts on.

"N-nice pajamas." I squeaked, glancing at the outfit which was hardly enough to count as clothing. The tank top ended just below her chest and her shorts looked more like underwear.

"Why don't you change now?" She purred. Yes, purred was the only word I could use to describe her voice.

"O-okay..." I fumbled with the bottom of my shirt for a moment before Rainbow grabbed my wrists from behind me. "What are you doing?" I asked, my voice shaking.

"I'm helping you." She led my wrists back to my shirt and pulled it over my head.

"I don't need help..." I tried to affirm as she brought my hands to my shorts. She leaned into my ear to whisper.

"But do you want it?"