Jenna: As usual, she blushed at his comment. She hated that she didnt know how to start a conversation off with him. Leaning her head agaisnt the window, she sneaked glances at james. She couldnt believe that he actually like someone like her. Smiling to herself, she sat through the silent car ride. Upon reaching, she was reluctant to open the door. She was scared that she was going to regret coming back. Timidly opening the door, she carefully stepped out. Her happy moof earlier, was now replaced with worry and fear. " Follow me ? " She asked james, scared thag her father might be inside. Walking to the doorstep, she retrived the key from under the doormat and slowly unlock the door, stelping in quietly.
Peyton looked up at Jefferson as he explained his own follies and frowned a bit. Being dyslexic sounded absolutely horrible. All she had to do everyday was multitask and that only hindered that from happening successfully.
"That really must make things so much harder then." She mused before pursing her lips together in thought. Smiling a bit, she scooted over closer to him, putting an arm around his shoulder to pat it.
"Want me to read out all the subtitles for you so you came understand this better?"
chris smiled and closedher eys rubbing his chest gentoy until she fell asleep she finally has someone she could count on that wouldnt hurt her. she held onto him tighter and smiled as she fell into a deeper sleep
* A certain hipster , which I could not tell if they were male or female walked in, and they asked for the most complicated order I ever heard. I handed to them , and they told me it was wrong. I offered to have it remade for them , and every time, they said it was made wrong. There was either not enough soy milk or energy shots. They told me that they were tired of such horrible surface and walked off. I rolled my eyes.*
* The low stopped, and it seemed as if people started spewing in . I started taking orders and handing out drinks like crazy. There were tons of business women , construction workers, and hipsters I saw *
Peyton smiled back at him, glad that he cared about something like that. Wasn't frequent when she was asked about small things like that, so it was appreciated greatly.
"Thanks, but I'll survive." She answered with a small chuckle. After about forty minutes, she asked herself why she wanted to watch this movie again. Maybe it was just all the screams that bothered her or just the bad make up on the movie's part. She couldn't help but to chuckle every time she saw the slit mouth and how fake it really did look. Watching Jefferson looking frustrated at the TV, she pretty much knew his exact thoughts.
"Subtitles are horrible, I know." She agreed. She didn't have to read his mind to know that's what he was thinking because she was thinking the same exact thing.