Back with another chapter! Updates are gonna be a little slower from now on because I'm going back to school in a week and I need to get ready.
DISCLAIMER: I only own Annie, Jenna, Oliver, and anything else you don't recognize. Everything else belongs to Jurassic World and Universal.
{annie}
"Ladies and gentleman!" A voice booms through the loud speakers and echoes throughout the arena. "Let's get ready to RUMBLE!" They drag out the last word and crowd goes wild. Jenna and me included. We made sure to get here early enough this time to snag front row seat, but the Pachy Arena isn't nearly as packed as the Mosasaurus Show was so there are still empty seats in our row.
Three hatches open up on the arena floor and three cages rise, kicking up dirt and dust in their wake. Each cage holds a pachy that's bumping into the side of the cage, no doubt trying to escape. The dinos are roughly 15 feet long and stand as tall as an NBA basketball star. The loudspeaker voice tells us that the rounded bone on the top of their heads is 10 inches thick and used for defense in the same way that rams use their horns.
A traffic light appears on the jumbo tron over our heads. It starts off with the red light lit up but and buzzer goes off as it drops to the yellow light then an even louder buzzer for green. At the same moment as the green light turns on, the cage doors fly open and the pachy make a break for it. They're like revved up engines as they fly out into the open space, then they each stop, look around them, find a fellow pachy target, and make a beeline for them. Their heads tilted down so when the rounded crowns of their skulls collide, a deafening CRACK echoes through the arena. Thankfully the pachys are okay so the crowd cheers loudly. The pachys jump up and shake themselves awake, find their targets again, tilt their heads, and run.
Jenna nudges me in the side and I look up at her just as two of the pachys collide again and an even louder CRACK reverberates around the octagon arena.
"10 o'clock," she mutters, her lips barely moving. "We're being watched." She gestures over to the left and I follow her gaze.
There he is again. Mosasaurus boy, or Mo Boy as I keep calling him in my head.
He's staring at us with this dumbstruck "oh god, hot girls" look. Actually, more likely staring at just Jenna. She's the hot one. I've come to terms with this.
"He's watching you," Jenna snickers.
I roll my eyes. "Don't you mean he's watching you?" I nod at her cleavage. Of course the blank tank top she decided to wear today definitely helps, but Jenna's the kind of girl who'd have cleavage even in a turtleneck.
Jenna shakes her head. "I really think you're wrong this time. And here, I'll prove it to you." She turns away from me and looks back at Mo Boy. She smirks playfully, lifts her right hand, and flicks it in a flirtatious wave.
I watch Mo Boy the whole time. He looks completely unphased by Jenna. Still staring blankly at us. To be honest, it's kinda creepy.
"I told you," Jenna says triumphantly.
I groan slightly. "That doesn't prove anything."
"Fine." She nods at me. "You try."
"Fine," I shoot her a look then turn back to Mo Boy. I flash a bright, but still subtly flirtatious smile and wink at him.
Nothing.
Still staring at us blankly.
I shrug. "Maybe he's not looking at either of us. Maybe he's just spacing out."
Jenna nods slightly. "Maybe..."
I watch him for a minute. The pachys are still going crazy down below us, but I'm honestly not interested in them. They're not my kind of entertainment.
Mo Boy's not much of a panty dropper either.
That's when he nods.
I'm a little taken aback by it. Not in an excited "he's flirting with me" way, but shocked that he can actually move.
"Did you see that?"
I can see Jenna in my peripherals. She's not talking about the pachys. She stopped watching them shortly after I did.
Our eyes are glued to Mo Boy.
He nods again. That bro "sup" nod that never, ever works on girls, but this kid is somehow convinced is going to.
I nod back. Might as well humor him.
The right corner of his mouth turns up into a smirk.
"Wow," Jenna mumbles. "The mating rituals of the teenage male. He's more interesting than the dinosaurs."
I laugh lightly. "I mean, honestly, what does he thinks going to happen from just staring at us?" I look up at Jenna.
She rolls her eyes and looks back at me. "God knows."
We get a good laugh for a minute, talking about Mo Boy. I look back at him a couple of times. He's still watching us, but out of the corner of his eye now. I think he's embarrassed.
Awww! Poor guy!
He's still cute, but boy is he awkward.
The show ends and we shuffle out of the arena. I don't see Mo Boy again. Guess he made a break for it. Or maybe his little brother got excited about another dinosaur and dragged him away.
Who knows and who cares.
The chances we'll ever see him again and very, very slim.
That's what she thinks... ;)
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