Fake IDs

Sam cleaned the lipstick off of the mirror. And was about to put the notes away when...
The knock at the door filled Sam with trepidation. He felt smaller, and was. He really wasn't sure he was ready for anyone outside of the house. Mom was already passed out again so she walked cautiously to the door and rose on her toes to look out the peep hole. She saw Amber outside. Sam took a deep breath and braced herself.
She opened the door.
Amber abruptly kissed her on the lips.
"That was for setting this up.", Amber said before walking past her into Holly's bedroom.
"Now get dressed."
It happened so fast Sam was unable to react. The notes! Sam rushed into the room and tried to nonchalantly put them away.
"I know how long it takes you to get ready. I'm glad we packed yesterday." Amber said and then shifted gears, "You got them from Trevor though. I mean you didn't forget while he had your tongue down his throat and your hand in his pants."
Sam was grossed out. She winced. It wasn't her but it made her feel as if her clothes were unclean.
Amber opened the drawer Sam had just put the notes in and rifled around. Sam instinctively began to move to stop her but Amber was already pulling out an envelope.
Relief, Sam hoped she didn't care about the notes.
Amber ripped open the envelope and pulled out two Driver's licenses.
"I'm Terra Ryan, 22 year's old. 5 foot 5 120 pounds. Eyes Blue. Hair Brown. Require glasses or contacts. Nice touch. You are Samantha Paul? That's original. Your brother and your dad? Anyway. Samantha Ryan, suddenly from New York City, Red Hair, like that's natural. Green eyes. 5 foot 2. D cups...."
"What?" Sam managed to get out.
"You. Shower Now. We get on road. I'll pack car. You really don't react well before you shower." Amber said shoving her in the bathroom.
"Clothes." Sam sputtered.
"I'll toss some in for you. Now Go!"