With a heavy yawn Jacob ushered Paris into his room, closing and locking the door after her. "Par, whats wrong? What about Jason? My cousin Jason?" He managed somewhat soberly, in his groggy attempt to wake up. He curled up once again in his bed, blankets pulled up to his chin.
Paris pried the blankets away from him, pushing him over a bit, and curling up next to him, nodding her head slowly. "Mmmhmm." Jacob sighed and pulled some of his blankets away from her. "Stop being a blanket hog Pari." Paris growled lightly. "Don't call me Pari, Jakey." Jacob shrugged. "One for one.. now what happened?"
Paris sighed shakily, and attempted to tell Jacob of what she heard. After hearing her story, Jacob was sitting up in his bed, Paris also sitting and leaning against his shoulder. "Par, we gotta tell.." Paris began to say something, but forgot about it and nodded.
Paris peeked her head out the door, listening intently to see if she could hear voices, yet seeing the hall deserted and once again quiet she strode slowly to the door across the hall, knocking lightly on the door.
A yawning Adam opened the door, frowning at his daughter who was glancing about nervously. Not saying anything, she entered the room, looking at the other three sleeping people; Dakota, AJ and Jeff. Adam looked quizzically at Paris, yet attempted to wake Dakota by poking her.
Jacob closed the door behind him, having slipped on a baggy pair of sweats overtop of his boxers, rubbing Paris' shoulder, as he leaned against the wall, Paris burying her head against him.
Paris pried the blankets away from him, pushing him over a bit, and curling up next to him, nodding her head slowly. "Mmmhmm." Jacob sighed and pulled some of his blankets away from her. "Stop being a blanket hog Pari." Paris growled lightly. "Don't call me Pari, Jakey." Jacob shrugged. "One for one.. now what happened?"
Paris sighed shakily, and attempted to tell Jacob of what she heard. After hearing her story, Jacob was sitting up in his bed, Paris also sitting and leaning against his shoulder. "Par, we gotta tell.." Paris began to say something, but forgot about it and nodded.
Paris peeked her head out the door, listening intently to see if she could hear voices, yet seeing the hall deserted and once again quiet she strode slowly to the door across the hall, knocking lightly on the door.
A yawning Adam opened the door, frowning at his daughter who was glancing about nervously. Not saying anything, she entered the room, looking at the other three sleeping people; Dakota, AJ and Jeff. Adam looked quizzically at Paris, yet attempted to wake Dakota by poking her.
Jacob closed the door behind him, having slipped on a baggy pair of sweats overtop of his boxers, rubbing Paris' shoulder, as he leaned against the wall, Paris burying her head against him.