A/N- usual disclaimer shit like really ffs does it LOOK like i could own TM smh
also I think this one is better than the last one idk lemme know?
JANE
"Yeah no, yeah, Kimball leave it to me. I'll go and Grace will be none the wiser. Trust me. It's foolproof."
Walking into the Dairy Queen, I swear, I've never seen anything so beautiful. I can't breathe. I have GOT to get me some of those Vanilla Maple waffles ooh.
Oh dear, looks like Lorelei is at work today. Seeing me on a date is probably not going to go down well. Okay, brilliant she's just gone out back I can just go outside and wait for Teresa there, perfect. Although, I look at my watch and realise it's WAY past the time she was meant to be here... She wouldn't bail out though; she knows Grace would kill her... I wonder if Grace knows where she lives actually, maybe she just needs a ride or something. I get out my cell to call Grace, but just as I do, Teresa rounds the corner. And boy is she a sight. Grace has really got a good eye. I run down the street to meet her just in case Lorelei happens to look out the window.
"Hey Teresa!" I call out to her and was that a smile?
"Patrick? What are you doing here?"
"Well I figured that seeing as you didn't want to do this, we could go catch a movie or something? Have you ever played pool? I bet you're a hustler aren't you!" I can't resist teasing her and I'm sure I just saw a hint of relief in those green eyes.
"But where's Kimball?"
"I called him and told him he didn't need to come and just between you and me, he already has a girl." Now I am positive she's relieved, but it also looks like she's about to start blushing, that's weird.
"So why are you here then? You could have just called to cancel. It would've been fine."
"Because then you would've got all dressed up for nothing, and you look cute I might say, and I figured we could have some fun!" I say as I look at her outfit for the first time and see that it is actually cute, a tank top that looks like it's made of silk, vintage wash matchstick jeans and a pair of black ballet pumps; effortless.
"Oh okay, yeah I guess we could do something then. Hey what movies are showing?" I notice she skips right past the cute comment, hm.
"I'm not sure to be honest, okay I know, we'll flip a coin. If it's heads, we pick the first film, if it's tails the second. Deal?" I can see a glint in her eyes, she's definitely considering this.
"Deal. But I call heads and you have to buy me popcorn."
"Only if when I win, you buy me donuts."
"I could be persuaded, shake on it! Now let's go I'm getting cold."
"So why were you so late, Teresa? I counted 14 minutes and 47 seconds until you came around that corner."
"Shut up, you did not, and my dad was late home so I had to wait with my brother, okay?" She stops walking at this and she replies in a really rather hostile manner.
"Okay! It's fine Teresa I was only teasing! Okay I have a game for you, you ready?"
"That depends..."
"20 questions, and not the guessing one but that asking about each other one." I figure it's a pretty safe way to pass the time.
"Um, sure, I'll go first then. Why did Bertram call you Jane?" It doesn't surprise me that she asked me this to be honest, but she didn't make fun of me for it which is a bonus.
"Because he gets a kick and I reckon she's a closeted Johnny Cash fanboy. My turn, where's your mom?" Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her falter at this and I felt bad for asking. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just figured-"
"No it's okay, um, she died last spring." Wow.
"Can I ask how?"
"Only if you want to use up another question. Let's move on. What kind of music do you like?"
I took notice of how she sidestepped that too, I don't like how she doesn't talk about home life. I mean, I know some people are private, but this worries me. The rest of the walk blurs by, and I learn a lot about her but not nearly enough.
"Patrick!" I'm brought out of my reverie by Teresa shouting my name and shoving me off the sidewalk.
"Hey!" I shout in response, "What was that for?"
"You were about to keep walking past! Unless you don't actually want to be here..."
"Oh, believe me, there's nowhere I want to be more." And with that we're back to me making her blush.
"Well whatever, they've got on The Sorcerer's Stone or Carrie? I vote Carrie to be honest, I quite like it. Also because you've evidently been ignoring me for the last 5 minutes, you can pay. I'll grab the snacks. Don't be long." Oh snap, she can sass if she wants to. This could be fun.
I grab the tickets from Craig at the booth and as I go inside I see Teresa with the food, or more like, a pile of food with Teresa shaped legs.
"Isn't that a bit much?"
"Believe me, it's nothing." she says as she promptly plops down onto the floor.
"Um, Teresa what are you doing?"
"Sorting it out?" Oh of course, as if there was no other explanation. I sit down opposite her as she opens a packet of chocolate buttons, a packet of tamales and a packet of gummy bears and proceeds to empty them all into the popcorn!
"What are you doing?"
"Trust me." I know it's only cinema snacks, but I suddenly feel as if I can actually trust her.
"Hey, don't believe everything everyone says about me by the way." I stand up as I say this and I don't really know why I'm telling her this, I just need her to know.
"Okay, sure? All done, now help me up." She lifts her arms up but she's holding the popcorn and as I pull her up her grip on it slips. We both reach for it at the same time but she hadn't stood up yet so we end up falling over into a pile of popcorn.
"Teresa! Are you okay?" I ask, concerned, but she seems to be laughing.
"Yeah I'm alright, are you okay? Oh dear, you got some popcorn in your hair." she reaches over and starts pulling it out and I stare into her eyes as she does so. She catches my eye and stops.
"Your eyes are beautiful, Patrick." she says breathlessly. I lift my hand to brush her cheek but she realises what's happening and jerks away.
"I'm sorry for this mess Teresa, do you want me to get some more?" I can't figure out what's in her eyes; regret? Pain?
"Um yeah okay, I'll clean this up. Just a slushie'll be alright, there's enough here I guess." I walk over to the counter and look over to Teresa as I order and notice her wiping her eyes. A part of me wants to comfort her but the rest of me knows she'd just push me away. The girl at the counter gives me two blue slushies just as Teresa joins me.
"Oh hey you've still got some in your hair too. Here, I'll get it." Just as I reach for it she pulls away again and fluffs her hair herself. I guess she didn't want a repeat of earlier.
"Ready now?" Teresa nods and says nothing more to me as we head into the screen. We sit down and luckily there are few trailers and advertisements to sit through before the movie finally starts. When it does, Teresa relaxes more and I realise she must love horror movies because geez, THIS is a scary one. It's all I can do to not scream before the intermission.
"You okay?" Teresa asks me with a smirk.
"What do you mean?" I'm pretty sure my face is not pulling off the mock hurt as much as I'd like.
"You've been shaking in your seat, and I was sure you were going to jump through the ceiling about 10 minutes in."
"Was not."
"Was too! You're such a scaredy cat! It's kind of adorable actually." I just huff and she laughs while the movie resumes.
It's another 20 minutes when I feel her hand on mine trying to prise it off the armrest. I guess maybe I am a scaredy cat after all. I glance over at her and she just has a small smile playing at her lips. I decide not to make a big deal of it, just let her take it where she's ready.
When the movie finally finishes, with, I'm glad to say, a happy ending, I don't let go of her hand, but she doesn't let go either. I realise I don't want to play with her anymore. I could sit here staring into those green eyes forever. I could fall for her.
hello everyone I hope that was sufficiently wonderful
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also i've actually started work on the next chapter so not long to wait!
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