December Twenty First
Unpredictable
Jade wakes up slowly, peering around to see that Beck isn't next to her.
She looks up, seeing him approach her with a hot cup of coffee. "I made you coffee," He says sweetly, handing the mug to her, she smiles.
She sits up slowly, taking a long swig of the coffee before leaning into Beck's touch, almost by reflex. She heaves a sigh.
"Seen any zombies yet?" She asks, causing a small ave of laughter to erupt from Beck at the serious tone in her voice.
"No, he replies truthfully, "I haven't seen any zombies yet," he answers, tilting her head gently to press his lips to her nose a bit playfully.
She pouts a bit, though he's not sure if that's because he didn't kiss or lips or the fact that he hasn't seen a zombie yet.
"Why do you like zombies so much anyway?" He wonders as she sips her coffee again.
"'Cause while every one is fawning over those weird sparkly fairy vampires, I can be all original and unpredictable, the teenage girl obsessed with zombies!" She exclaims. "I hate being unoriginal.. And I really hate being unpredictable."
"So you think that there's not a single thing you do that could be considered predictable?" Beck wonders, his voice casual.
Jade raises an eyebrow. "Can you prove otherwise?" She challenges.
"Well," Beck thinks. "It's pretty predictable for a teenage girl to fall for the hottest guy at school, isn't it?" He suggests, a bit cockily, causing Jade to roll her eyes.
"I guess. But it's pretty unpredictable for the Wicked Witch to be the one who ends up with Prince Charming isn't it?" She counters with a smirk.
Beck can't help but smile at the adorable face of his girlfriend as he tightens his grip around her, pressing their faces closer together.
"You never see that in movies do you," He remarks, his voice almost a whisper. Jade nods.
"That's what makes it so much better," She replies, leaning only a fraction of an inch forward to meet his lips.