Really? How was a feeling? She asked skeptically. Looking at him she just wished that just for once she could read minds. Looking at him and then back at her feet she bit her lip anxiously.
"<span style='color:green'>Simple, the way you acted, you seemed ...jelous</span>" he said looking aat his tail flame, it was an avrage fire color.
She almost gagged. Wringing her hands around her throat she looked at him like he was out of his mind. JEOLOUS!!! I DONT EVER GET JEOLOUS!! Wow was she lying. Sighing heavily she she rubbed her hands together and then smiled and laughed quickly. I guess I was a little.
With a chuckle he said "<span style='color:green'>Everyone gets jelous, even your sister, my friends.</span>"
She chuckled again. What would I possibly be jeolous over? She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. Cocking her hip she waited for her answer impatiently.
"<span style='color:green'>Well it seemed like you didn't like her being around, after awhile it seemed like jelousey</span>" he said. He sighed remembering earlier when he said 'Uneventful'.
She rolled her eyes, to pissed to beginning with to negotiate some fool's theory. Yea whatever. She moved away from him, still in disbelief that he that she was jeolous of that lyric idiot.
He looked at that then said "<span style='color:green'>Either that, or I'm blind as a bat, hehe</span>"
She shoved him playfully. I know an excellent eye doctor. She grinned at him and then spun around once before falling to the ground.
He laughed and said to her "<span style='color:green'>But I don't need glasses, do I?</span>" He held out his hand to help her up. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>my brain is almost tapped out for ideas.</td></tr></table>
She grabbed his hand, but at the contact she retreated quickly. That feeling...it wasn't normal and she didn't like it. Or did she? For a moment confusion ruled her expression but she quickly shook it off. You do...I assure you. She laughed sheepishly, still unsure of why she had reacted the way she did.
Slightly confused at her reaction he pulled his hand away and said "<span style='color:green'>I don't see that bad.</span>" He began to laugh, really hard. Sometimes, you just need to laugh, sometimes not.
She looked at him as if he had just lost his mind. Are you ok? He looked menacial to him, his loud, coning laughter banging into her ears. Your so strange.
Stopping he said "<span style='color:green'>Sorry, I just rememberd something funny, that's all. But your the strange one</span>" he knew if they argued about strangeness it would never end.
She rolled her eyes and plopped into the sand again. You know you are definately the strangist...well your different from all guys anyway. She snorted and crossed her hands over her chest like a mummy.
"<span style='color:green'>I'm probably the only one you put up with</span>" he said. then picking up a spider he said sheepishly "<span style='color:green'>Yoyu like spiders?</span>"
Yea I guess your right. She looked at the dangling critter and yawned. O...umm I don't mind them. Just squish it. She smiled and blew him a kiss.
Letting the spider go he said "<span style='color:green'>He was minding his own buissness, so...no</span>" knowing her reaction would be sothing like 'Squish it already' or something bizzar, he was used to it.
