He set on her bed while she picked through the food. She was ashamed to say she actually almost forgot how most food tasted. For the past three months she lived on what she needed for her body to function. She picked up a peronei and tossed it in her mouth. Favor exploded in her mouth and she shoveled some more pizza in.
"Gees. It's just pizza, Snow." Jon said surprised at her behavior.
"I'm starving." She said sitting on the bed.
"Why? Don't tell me you haven't been eating." She said nothing only put more food into her mouth. "Snowie Monroe, you better answer me."
"Fine okay. I haven't been eating…as much."
"What the hell, Snow?"
"I don't know food just didn't seem important. I ate what I had to but I really didn't care. It's not like I'm starving to death or anything."
Jon just stared at her. He stood up and paced the room. "So we both have our vices, I guess."
She looked at him then laughed. "Yeah only yours sounds more fun."
He laughed. "Guess so."
They talked the rest of the night. It was almost like old times but when they fell asleep they didn't touch. When she woke up Jon wasn't there, she sighed. It was her birthday, whoo hoo. She got out of bed and walked out her door into a wall of black and orange balloons and tape.
She screamed and Jon and four other guys jumped in front of her. "Happy Birthday!"
"What the hell?"
"Jon told us today was your birthday. And you know about hazing, right?" One of the women she met the day before, Emma, said.
Jon ripped down the tape. He was grinning ear to ear. She shook her head and laughed. "I don't know what to say."
"Well thanks is a good way to start." Mark offered.
"Well yes. I think. Not sure how I feel about walking into a sticky wall." She laughed. "But it was a good surprise."
"Come on. We didn't have time to get you gifts but I asked Jon your favorite breakfast. So I made blueberry French toast." Emma said grabbing her arm.
They all set around eating the French toast and talking. Jon set as close to her as he could without actually touching her. She looked at him and smiled, it was good to actually see a smile on his face. At school he just faked it when he had too. Had Jon left earlier only to do her door with the others? She found herself hoping her theory was true.
"Snow we're gonna be late." Jon interrupted her conversation with Emma.
"Okay."
Once at school they stayed in his truck for a while. "This is okay right?" She asked.
"What?"
"This. Us. I don't know."
He put his hand on her chin and forced her to look at him. "I fine with it. Snow these last three months have been hell without you. I would rather be just friends than nothing. Snow White I need you almost as much as I need wrestling or air. So yes whatever we are I'm fine with it."
There was a knock on his window. She looked to see Lisa, Hanna and Toby. "I want to ask you something but not here or now."
"Lunch?"
"No maybe tonight, if you're free."