Chapter 5:
Jeff reached over the partition and grasped Candy's left hand. It was at that point on it's fifth shredded napkin. She looked over at him and smiled weakly.
"I hate flying too." He whispered, trying to be supportive and knowing the plane ride wasn't the cause of her nervousness.
"Yeah but you aren't nervous about the biggest job interview of your life." She whispered back, returning to her napkin shredding activities. Imagining all the horrible possiblities of what could go wrong within the next few hours for her.
"I saw you at the gym with Amy, you do what you did there and you show him that wonderful smile and your unflawed stage presence, and he'll fall in love with you.....just like me."
"It's just, what if he doesn't?" She worried her lower lip with her teeth. Jeff was stuck between kissing her and hitting her upside the head for not realizing how great she was. " What if i just made the biggest mistake of my life?"
She was near tears and he could tell. "All you'll have to do is smile and he'll hire you, I promise."
She sniffed, he smiled endearingly and cupped her cheek in his hand, thumb stroking her chin, just below her lower lip. It was a peaceful sight, one that left Amy smiling as she turned back to face forward in her seat next to Matt, who was reading a car magazine.
"Easedropping?" Matt muttered, not looking up.
"Just checking up on my little sister. She's had her heart broken before, I worry." Amy said lowly.
"First, she's not your sister, best friend, yes, but there is a difference. Second, Jeff doesn't have a mean bone in his body, he would never break her heart. He's incapable." Matt put down his magazine with a frown.
"He broke Trish's." She commented nodding to the blonde bombshell who was sitting in the row in front of them, between Jay and Adam, devouring the attention.
"Trish doesn't have a heart, she had it removed so she could have more silicon added." Matt joked.
"I heard that." Trish snapped, not bothering to turn around. "And if Jeffy wants to waste time with that freak so-called singer, let him. He'll come crawling back to me crying for a second chance and I'll just kick him to the curb."
"Jeff would have to be a deaf, blind, mute torso before he came back to a dog like you, bitch." Matt sneered.
Jeff reached over the partition and grasped Candy's left hand. It was at that point on it's fifth shredded napkin. She looked over at him and smiled weakly.
"I hate flying too." He whispered, trying to be supportive and knowing the plane ride wasn't the cause of her nervousness.
"Yeah but you aren't nervous about the biggest job interview of your life." She whispered back, returning to her napkin shredding activities. Imagining all the horrible possiblities of what could go wrong within the next few hours for her.
"I saw you at the gym with Amy, you do what you did there and you show him that wonderful smile and your unflawed stage presence, and he'll fall in love with you.....just like me."
"It's just, what if he doesn't?" She worried her lower lip with her teeth. Jeff was stuck between kissing her and hitting her upside the head for not realizing how great she was. " What if i just made the biggest mistake of my life?"
She was near tears and he could tell. "All you'll have to do is smile and he'll hire you, I promise."
She sniffed, he smiled endearingly and cupped her cheek in his hand, thumb stroking her chin, just below her lower lip. It was a peaceful sight, one that left Amy smiling as she turned back to face forward in her seat next to Matt, who was reading a car magazine.
"Easedropping?" Matt muttered, not looking up.
"Just checking up on my little sister. She's had her heart broken before, I worry." Amy said lowly.
"First, she's not your sister, best friend, yes, but there is a difference. Second, Jeff doesn't have a mean bone in his body, he would never break her heart. He's incapable." Matt put down his magazine with a frown.
"He broke Trish's." She commented nodding to the blonde bombshell who was sitting in the row in front of them, between Jay and Adam, devouring the attention.
"Trish doesn't have a heart, she had it removed so she could have more silicon added." Matt joked.
"I heard that." Trish snapped, not bothering to turn around. "And if Jeffy wants to waste time with that freak so-called singer, let him. He'll come crawling back to me crying for a second chance and I'll just kick him to the curb."
"Jeff would have to be a deaf, blind, mute torso before he came back to a dog like you, bitch." Matt sneered.