Not safe for Jerks.

girl code . it was something that often times was more important than the law , than the guidelines that were government mandated to keep things ticking over – laika was one that lived by her own set of morals , and above all she would always pick her friends over anything if they were having a rough time . her and zelda hadn’t hung out properly since visiting the beach but that didn’t mean they were any less friendly toward one another . she valued the other as a close friend , somebody she could always count on , and bumping into her when it seemed like she was about to crumble was laika’s opportunity to leap in and stop things descending into madness . “ hey , hey .. it’s alright , “ speech was more of a coo , helping her to her feet and gazing back at the other , eyes soft and laced with concern . “ let me guess – a boy has got you all mopey ?? “ if there was anyone in atlanta that understood boy problems it was the bright-haired girl herself . 

Zelda was a bit relieved when she’d seen it was Laika who she bumped into, combing her fingers through her hair, she attempted to hold herself together and nodded a bit at her question “That obvious?” she exhaled a laugh, trying to find humor in the situation so that she didn’t burst into tears again. It was so stupid, the argument (If you could even call it that) was so dumb and she wanted to forgive Scout but she was also hurt. She inhaled a breath and shrugged her shoulders, “Today was a bit rough...” she looked up at the girl and gave her a half hearted smile.

“Stop, stop” She waved her hand with a laugh, feeling color rising in her cheeks again. “It was nice though” she murmured, chewing her lip as she pulled her keys out and shuffled through them to find the one for her apartment.

Zelda couldn’t help but laugh, walking into the apartment and making herself at home, sinking into the sofa. “I’m glad you had a nice time” she said, “it seems super cute” she bit down on her lower lip. “You deserve all the cute things”

Her touch was very reassuring and grounding, and Scout tried to take a few more deep, calming breaths.  “I’m here,” he breathed, letting his fingertips ghost over her side and hips, his soft eyes focusing on her face, gently nuzzling his nose against hers.  “I like you a lot, too,” he mumbled, hand moving up her body, pressing into her spine and into the back of her neck as he threaded his fingers through her hair.

She could feel the wave of goosebumps following his fingers as he grazed her skin. “I know” she whispered, closing her eyes as she felt the firmness of his fingers in her skin. Her nose brushing gently over his as he nuzzled into her. Her breath shallowed softly, gripping into his hair fighting back the urge to kiss him.

Scout let out a soft hum, eyes searching her face.  “I don’t know…. I guess I just wish everything could snap back to normal.  We were so happy, and I fucked it all up.  I’m gonna feel like there’s this weird divide between us for a while, I think, and I don’t know if anything but time can fix it, really.”

The girl frowned softly at his words, pursing her lips “Oh..” she said, feeling a bit defeated. To her things were okay again and knowing he didn’t feel that way made her upset, although she tried not to show it. She didn’t want him feeling any worse than he was. “I understand” she said with a soft nod. Her teeth clinked softly “So... what now?” she asked slowly looking back up at him.

At the question of the dating sites, she shook her head. She didn’t go on them that much anymore, but she knew her sister does. “I do have an eye on a couple someones,’ Alexis answered, her cheeks turning a bit red. “Well, two someones. Eric, the guy that works at the museum, and Jackson, an Italian restaurant owner whom I’ve met at the concert and we tried some fried foods that were so good.”

The girl smiled as she spoke, her brows raising gently as she said a couple someones. “I know of Eric” She said with a small nod. “I think I’ve had one very brief conversation with him” she chuckled and then smiled “I don’t think I know Jackson” she admitted. “Do you particularly like one more?” she asked curiously.

“I think my anxiety is getting the best of me and making me feel like things are tense,” he shook his head a little, taking a slow, controlled breath.  “Okay.  We’re moving past it,” Scout repeated, relaxing a little more as she pressed a kiss into his chest.  “I’ll try to tell my hell brain things are fine,”

She leaned back to look up at him and gave him a weak smile “Is there anything I can do to help?” she asked “maybe just distract you from thoughts for a bit?” she offered, giving him a small smile. “I could spit our random facts or something” she laughed.