* 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.
Taking the remote from him, she tried to smile back at him, feeling that something was off for him.
"Alright, thanks." Peyton replied softly and glanced over at him as he left for the bathroom. Once he left, she exhaled out of her nose a bit before deciding to actually look for something to watch. She couldn't help but to wonder why Jefferson was getting like this and why out of all of a sudden he was becoming so clingy towards her. Did she do something wrong or right the last time she was with him? She hadn't had anyone around her so frequently that she had only just met and it definitely took some time for her to get used to this, although she was unsure how to.
Finding something to watch that seemed like one of those foreign horror movies, Peyton looked around the path he had went through before and frowned. He wasn't back yet so she slumped back into the couch.
"Hey, I found something to watch if you're still down for it!" She called out, looking down the hallway for an answer.
Wait. . . he spoke about sex? Peyton didn't even remember him saying anything like that. Maybe it passed through her or something when they were walking. Watching Jefferson start to move around on the couch, she felt herself get more and more confused. A moment seemed perfectly fine and now he was making it seem like he killed someone with all the guilt he had.
"I don't remember you talking about that." She admitted with a shrug, hopefully helping him feel better. "And besides, what do you mean by relationship?"
Was this how humans started these? Just hop up to someone they thought looked good and stayed with them all the time? Last time she checked, they never even talked about a relationship; she only knew him for only about two days!
Jenna: Smiling, then she walked down the hallway and into her room. The room was really nice and suited to her liking. The whole room was also fully stocked with products that a girl could possibly need. The dresser were filled with perfumes and makeup products, the bathroom had alot of hair and body products, while the closet were filled with clothes. Since she had taken a bath earlier, she went straight for the closet and picked out a denim jean short and a simple cropped top in light blue. She changed into them, hesitating whether or not she should change her top, since her belly was showing a little bit. Deciding not to, she went to the dresser and combed out her waist long hair. She just applied moisturiser, not caring about putting on any makeup, since she was terrible at it. Spraying herself with a lavender body mist, she was all done. Getting out of her room, she knocked on his bedroom door first, before going right in. Seeing that he was still in the toilet, she sat on his bed, waiting for him. She hoped he didnt mind.
Looking over at Jefferson, Peyton creased her brows in in slight confusion.
"Yeah, I wouldn't see why I wasn't." She replied slowly, thinking a bit to herself. Periods were ruled off from this well, she couldn't have those anymore. Maybe she didn't feed before she came. . . ? No, she strictly remembered the artificial taste of bagged blood, that stuff was so gross compared to the real thing. Maybe she was just having one of those days where she felt like she couldn't be bothered. Or maybe it was because of how early she got up this night, eleven at night is very early for her, she usually isn't out of her bed until two, give or take an hour. So that was probably it, just a lack of sleep. Hopefully her eyes had bags that seemed to give Prada and Gucci and run for their money, then the sleep deprivation would be obvious.
"Why? Is it that bad?" She sure hoped to hell she didn't seem too out of it because of that, then she'd just feel bad.
David was surprised when he heard the girl beside him, he though she didn't want help. He stopped and looked at her "Sure thing. Where do you live?" He asked and ran a hand through his hair. He wasn't new but he hoped she lived somewhere he knew well because he dirt want another incident happening tonight after what just did happen.
Jenna: " Can you bring me around the town ? " She was completely new here, and had no idea of all the places, other than the park that she had gotten lost at. Standing up, she asked him, " Can you send me back to my house first ? I need to pack my clothes " She was almost scared of hearing his answer. She did want to go home first and if her father was there, she might even want to bid him goodbye. Eventhough her father was evil, he Was still the one who raised her.
Thinking for a moment, Peyton shrugged her shoulders before nodding.
"Yeah, that sounds fine too." Even though she was used to Netflix never having anything she wanted, maybe it'll have a change of heart for her and she could actually find something decent to watch then. Seating herself back into the cushions of the couch, she sighed a bit and watched Jefferson set up the TV.
"Well, we really could watch whatever. I mean, I'm not sure if you like these movies all that much and if you don't, we don't have to watch them." She'd feel bad if he didn't like these movies, I mean most scary movies were horrible nowadays so she wouldn't make him watch them if he didn't want to.