Tanner smiled and nodded, grabbing his hand and running towards the doors. She pushed through them and ran to the truck. "Where to?" She asked with a shy smile, noticing their hands were still intwined.
Colt,
Friday, August 8th
End of second, skipping third~
Colt smiled and thought, "I don't know, guess we'll see where we end up." He smiled, he squeezed her hand then opened the door for her. When she got in he went around to his door and jumped in. "Anything where you want to go, ma'am?" He teased.
"I reckon not," Tanner teased with a smile. "Anywhere is fine," As long as I'm with you. She added mentally. She shook the thought away and smiled wider as Colt started the truck up. "Too bad you can't go mudding in this area. This truck would be perfect for it."
Arabella - Friday, August 8 - Third Period - Skipping
I noticed Vincent walking down the hall, and fell into pace beside him.
"Hey," I said, attempting to be more conversational.
"Hey," he replied, grinning.
"What's up?"
Elijah - Friday, August 8 - Third Period
I was sitting in class, near the back, bored out of my mind. I saw a girl sitting next to me.
"Hi," I said, smiling at her. She smiled back. "You're Dusty, right?" she nodded.
**TN, I hope that was okay. I was looking at the character list and realized that I haven't noticed this character before. I dont' think she was elsewhere.**
Dusty nodded, "Elijah, right?" She asked looking at him.
"Yup." He smiled. She smiled and looked back at the front of the class. The teacher was going over stuff she already knew, she looked back over at him.
Tanner laughed lightly, stopping and looking out the window. The last time she'd been mudding was...was with...with her cousin's boyfriend out in the backwoods of Alabama. She shook the horrible memory away and continued to stare out the window.
"Yeah I can talk." I said, but I was sure it only came out as an unaduibul whisper. What was wrong with me? I had felt poorly the last few days, but never like this.
When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings. — Dean Jackson