Madeline swiped the customers credit card in the portable machine that they used for craftshows. "Have a nice day." She said helping the elder lady carry the 5 foot painting. She sighed and plumped back into her chair, tired from a long days work. While counting up her profits from that day she felt someones stare. She looked up and found Shawn in her booth smiling flirty-ly at her. She felt herself melt and her breathe caught.
"Um, hey." She stuttered out. Feeling herself blush she put her check book away and started packing up. She looked up a minute later and found him watching her again.
"You busy tonight?" He asked bluntly. She winced and tried to think quickly on her feet, something she was great at. His cockiness was bugging her and she wasn't the quiet polite person, she spoke her mind and always had some sort of comeback.
"Dunno is there anything to do in the boring old town?" She asked. He winced and glared.
"Not used to the warm country theme of Georgia yet?" He asked as he stepped closer.
"Just not used to the hicks that live here." SHe shot back, glaring up at him, hating how short she felt.
"That's my sister you know, she lives here too." He pointed out.
"Ah, but she has class, she's a nice elegant Georgia girl. Like a Scarlett O'Hara." Madeline said, putting a nice southern accient on the southern bell's name, although it sounded odd mixed with her northern accient.
"And what am I? Rhett Buttler?" He asked stepping closer.
"Absolutly not." Madeline rejected, walking around him to pull the tarps down, jumping trying to reach. Shawn came over and pulled it down with ease. Madeline glared up at him. "I could've done it myself, Charles Hamelton." She said.
"And who does that make you?" He asked.
"I wouldn't fit into a southern movie." She said.
"Even if it's a classic?" He asked.
"There we're bigger classics then Gone With The Wind." She said.
"Name one." He challenged.
"Titanic." She said quickly. She jumped and pulled down another tarp.
"Ok, I'm guessing your Rose?" He said.
"I've got the hair to match." She agreed.
"Does that make me Jack?" He asked, stepping really close to Madeline, her breathe catching in her throat as she smelled his minty breathe.
"Wizard of Oz was a classic too." She whispered as she looked up at him. Then turned on her heel and started tieing the tent down. He chased after her.
"Avoiding the question eh?" He said. She rolled her eyes.
"No just avoiding the boy." She shot back, walking back to the inn.
"You can't avoid me forever." He said catching up to her.
"I won't have to, in 6 weeks, I'll be packing that tent up and heading home." She said smirking. "And I'm not coming back"
"Why are you so resistant with everyone?" He asked.
"I'm not with Katie." She said.
"But you are with me, and your sisters, and the other crafters. And I've seen you with your dad, theres absolutly no relationship. You don't even act like family." He commented.
"Did you ever think for a minute that I hate that life? Or that I don't want to be close to people?" She asked camly.
"If you hate it, change it." He said simply.
"Why? The space is good. Staying away from people keeps you safe." She said.
"From what"
"From getting hurt. Once you get close to someone, there's always the chance you'll lose them and get hurt!" She answered.
"So you'd rather be alone?" He asked.
"What do you care anyways?" She asked.
"Maybe I don't."
"Good." She responded.
"I do." He said after a moment of silence.
"I know." They walked silently for a while.
"I don't understand you." He said quietly.
"Why cause I protect myself? What's crazy about that?"
"You build this wall to keep people who might hurt you out. But you don't get that this wall is also keeping out the people who could help you." He said.
"I don't need help." She said.
"Your pretty short for not needing help." He teased.
"What do you want Shawn?" She asked getting annoyed.
"I want in."
"In where"
"Let me in, let down your guard, your wall." He said.
"Thats the point of the wall, I don't let people in." She said.
"You let Katie in, you let down your wall for her." He argued.
"No I didn't. She found the door." She said.
"Then help me find the door."
"Sorry Charles, it's locked." She said and went into her room.
Please! Please! Please review on this chapter, I need some feedback, it's very deep and a big part of the other stories on these charactors.
