Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Stay Alive.
Author's Notes: Newly Improved :)
Six.
The young woman pulled her long, raven locks back into a messy bun. Jacklyn sighed as she looked into the mirror - she had already applied a full face of make up and gotten dressed, all that was left was for her to head out the door and to the cinema. She got into her car and headed to the theater, which turned out to be only fifteen minutes away.
Jacklyn parked her car and walked slowly towards the door. She didn't see anyone that looked like 'Swink material' and kept walking. Jack got up to the ticket counter, bought her ticket, and then went to the lobby area to find a bench to sit on. Her phone vibrated in her bag rapidly as she sat down against a wall. She pulled it out and the screen read: 'SWINK' .
She smiled, and answered it, "Bon Soir."
"Good Evening to you, too." Swink laughed, "Are you here?"
Jacklyn could hear the smile in his voice. She laughed, "Yeah, I'm here."
He laughed, and it echoed.
"You just echoed."
"Did I?" Swink asked curiously.
"That means your close." She nodded to herself.
"I think I see you," He replied.
Then the line went dead and she felt two warm, soft hands with calloused finger tips clasp over her eyes. Jack had stood up while on the phone with Swink so she might be able to spot him better; he, however, had beat her to it.
"Guess who?" The same boyish voice whispered into her left ear.
"Swink," She laughed, pulling his hands off her face gently. She turned around and looked up at him. He was cute, much cuter than she'd expected him to be, and she was much more beautiful than he'd expected. He wrapped an arm around her, giving her a one-armed hug. In return, she wrapped both arms around his waist in a warm hug.
"And she's so affectionate!" He laughed, wrapping the other arm around her.
She rolled her eyes, "If you don't want me to be affectionate, I will gladly–"
"No, no; don't do anything stupid," He replied and held out a hand for her to take after she had pulled away. To be honest, Swink was completely in awe of her. How did a girl this attractive get so good at video games? She had to have dates every night.
Jacklyn took Swink Sylvania's hand and they walked up the stairs to the theater their movie was playing in. They sat at the very top of the theater in the center of the screen, because it had the best view, and began to get comfortable. He laughed gently as she put her feet up on the seats.
"To be honest, you weren't what I was expecting," He told her.
She laughed, "How do you mean?"
"I thought you'd be this meek, young, homely girl," Swink said.
"Swink, I know that 'homely' is a nicer way of saying ugly," Jack smiled.
He gave a smirk back to her, "I don't think that now though - of course."
"Oh, what do you think?" She asked.
"That, my friend, is for me to know and you to find out," He replied.
She smiled, "At any rate, you're almost exactly what I expected."
"And that was?" He asked.
"That is for me to know and you to find out," She mocked.
The movie previews began to roll; "Touche, my friend," He replied into her ear as a soft whisper. His breath against her ear made her shiver.