* I continued talking to Lillian who was going on and on about her relationship problems. I always thought she was a nice girl, but sometimes talking to her made me want to blow my brains out. I replied to him" If you say so "*
* Once all the costumers were gone, my coworker Lillian and I start talking . " Wow ," She said " That guy with the tattoos was cute." I blushed a little and nodded my head . I felt my phone vibrate and replied " You're welcome"*
* I watched as people started to leave the coffee shop, around the same time everyday, there was a strange low of people. I must have accidentally turned the volume on , and I heard the song Shadow Moses go off. I blushed and turned the volume down quickly. I then replied" What a nice name.So simple, yet quite adorable."
* I walked into the building of my part time job , and I began to put in orders and handing out drinks. After passing out a few drinks to people, I saw Jason walk in. Once he got to the front of the line, I put in his order. As I waited for his drink to be made, I looked at his tattoos in interest. I always wanted some, but I didn't want just anyone putting them on my body. Whoever his artist was must have been great. Once his drink was finished , I got a sharpie and wrote " Nice ink " on his cup , along with my number. I then handed it to him.*
"Seems better to watch than most of the other movies on here." Foreigners usually had scarier movies to Peyton for some odd reason. Americans kind of define what Americans already know as scary. Seeing a different country's perspective of it makes everything a lot scarier. "But if you don't want to watch it we don't have to." She added. She didn't want Jefferson to have to suffer through some crappy movie he didn't want to watch.
Taking him putting on that movie as a signal of his acceptance, Peyton focused her attention back over to the TV. She secretly wished that the United States had more folklore like this and convinced herself how badly the country needed it. It would make American History so much more enjoyable. Turning over to Jefferson, she smirked slightly.
"On a scale of one to ten, I think the Slit Mouth Lady is a seven." Chuckling at her own comment, she couldn't help but sigh at the end. That was definitely a crappy excuse of a joke.
Jenna: If anyone told her that she would have a loving boyfriend and have the chance to get away from her father, she wouldnt have believed them. However, it was all coming true. She had nothing more to worry as she knew that james wwould try to protect her. However, she still felt that he was way too good for her. Whatever the case, she was lucky and overjoyed for having him. She could feel a thousand emotions twirling, like Autumn leaves winding and whirling fantastic trails, around her head in the most exquisite and delightful way. She can’t help but smile, however hard she tried to resist, her lips just keep grinning. He made her feel as bright and airy, like a magical, tantalizing fairy. Nothing can hurt her other than herself. Still grinning, she stood up from the couch. " Lets go". Going to the door, she used back her running shoes from before and opened the door wide, giving him a big smile. Never had she smiled so much before.
Turning around to watch Jefferson come back and sit down next to her, Peyton shrugged her shoulders daintily before pointing out at what she found.
"I don't know if it'll be any good but I found this weird looking horror movie. I think it's Japanese." She added, scrunching her nose up a bit. It was with a foreign looking woman with a doctor's mask and it looked... interesting.
"I think it's about the Slit-Mouth Woman?" She continued, stating it more like a question as she read through the info. "What do you think?"
Jenna: He was physically very fit. She had to pretend to be interested in his floorings, just to stop herself from staring at him. A blush creeped over her cheeks as she waited for him to change. Rising up from his bed, she made her way out of his room and went downstairs. She went straight to the couch and switched on the television. She flipped through some channels, randomly.