#mayatherebel

well that escalated quickly

Adam: I didn't mean to come off as.. Mean. I was only messing around.

There will be more of that this weekend, babe. 

Clare: I feel like I haven't seen you in forever, Blondie.

Zig: With a smile on his face and a spring in his step, he powered down the computer--one of his only possessions--grabbed a simple black hoodie and his skateboard. As summer was winding down, a soft chill lingered in the air that was enough for him to require a jacket. Sliding it over his shoulder blades, Zig left his room and crept down the stairs that led into his family's convenience store. "There's where that is." He whispered to himself, his eyes settling on his backpack that was behind the counter. He must of left it there during his shift earlier and forgot about it. Taking a bag of ketchup chips--Maya's favourite--and a bottle of Pepsi, he placed them in his knapsack, threw it on his shoulder and left. After locking the door, he slid his keys into the front pocket of his shorts, set his skateboard down on the pavement and began his trek towards Maya's house. The ride was short and becoming routine, only about eleven minutes from door to door. Once he arrived, he kicked up his skateboard into his hand, shifted it back under his arm and walked around the back of her house. Leaning over and picking up a few small rocks, Zig smirked to himself and began throwing them to the younger Matlin's bedroom window.

Bianca:Hey baby...How are you? Missing me already?