"Um... Chris? Where are we going." I question, but to my surprise, the only 'response' I receive is a gentle smile and a wink. Great...
It's a long journey. I've been sat awkwardly spacing out and avoiding having to join anyone's conversations for an hour. My legs are numb and I'm too hot. Unfortunately any attempt at figuring out how the windows work has been rendered unsuccessful. Sigh... Why am I here?
Oh... Right... Christopher.... I glance over to my left to see Chris turned around in his seat with his right arm hooked around the headrest of the pale leather chair, talking to Annie-Elizabeth and Paisley. I didn't notice this until now but, I think the sleeves of his jacket are too long... He is dressed in basic blue jeans with a brown belt, it has some sort of braided design? His graphic T seems to be some sort of tribute to The Bee Movie with a black serif font that reads, 'According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly...' The shirt is a pastel yellow. Nice. The jacket he is wearing is plain and black, it's branded with a small white converse patch that matches the white zipper and pull strings. The sleeves cover the whole of his hands up to his knuckles. "That's insane!" Paisley giggles childishly,
"No way!" Annie exclaims, what are they on about?
"It's true! I promise! How could I make this up?" Christopher's usual tanned olive skin consumed by a bright red blush from laughter, "Yeah, but no one does tha- Oh... Hey Jake." Annie Notices me staring, God, well this is embarrassing, "Oh, sorry, I was just wondering what you guys were arguing about..." My tone is low, I feel a hot flush in my cheeks, this is really awkward. "Haha, we weren't arguing... Chris told us this story of some old man he saw at KFC, he came in wearing stilts!" She looked as if she were trying not to laugh, that's a bit odd but not that funny... "Yeah and he had a litter picker because he couldn't reach his food." Chris interrupted. Pfft "How did he get through the door?" I tried to sound at least a little enthused, "Don't ask me!" Rolling my eyes at him in mock disgust, I turn my attention to James and Evan. Their conversation seems just as lively as these threes so it seems like a good opportunity for snooping. :)
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
A Calling
Ficção CientíficaA great evil is being awakened. After realizing that his whole life has been a lie, Jake sets out to seek the truth, but the question still remains, "Who am I?"
