[Closed] Dancing with the Wolves

[shawn fleiter gryffon]

Shawn smiled. "Yeah..maybe. I dunno, he's real protective over all of us honestly. It kinda..comes with the package." He laughed, slightly uneasily, knowing why Jake was how he was.

He scratched at his head a moment, looking around some, heard laughter and watched Tyler dart past the store. He shook his head. "He's fuckin' crazy," He complained, amused nonetheless.

[shaun michel foster]

She shook her head, then shrugged again, at a loss for words for the first time in her life. "I.. my brothers and dad are kind of the same way.. But I'm the only girl, so I guess they would be.. My brother seems to think I want like.. these big, tough guys who could lift me over my head, so he like, bans me from dating. But he couldn't be more wrong.."

She watched Tyler run past and laughed, shaking her head. "The girl who gets him is gonna have her hands full, huh? At least he keeps things from being dull." She smiled up at Shawn, once again mesmerized by his eyes.

[shawn fleiter gryffon]

Shawn smiled. "They're wrong huh?" He laughed at her next words, "Ah, he's in love with an angel, she already does have her hands full." He smirked faintly at the thought, wondered if Tyler would ever make a serious relationship of it or not, being who he was. Shawn wasn't sure he had ever seen him settle down with a girl for long, but the way he had looked at Charlie..

Shawn shifted his weight some again, glancing back at Shaun, noticing her caught up in his brown and green eyes again. He smiled.

[shaun michel foster]

Shaun nodded, smiling back at him. "Couldn't be any more wrong."

She smiled, thinking about the silly boy and an angel. "Well, you know what they say. Opposites attract. Unless you listen to All Time Low. Then opposites distract. Which would explain why your eyes are so hypnotic. Those things could be lethal weapons. I seriously can't understand why you don't have like, fifteen girlfriends." She blushed, noticing his crooked smile. She could honestly care less if he could walk or not. She saw one amazing boy, and didn't care about his wheelchair.

"If you don't stop being so cute, your brothers are gonna get awfully jealous. Babe magnet." She pulled herself to her feet, picking up her brother's jeans again.

[shawn fleiter gryffon]

Shawn laughed softly, hadn't felt like this in quite some time. "You and my eyes," He teased. He watched her get back up, shook his head with a grin. "Fifteen? Nahh."

Absently adjusting a leg, he huffed in thought. "Soo...you goin home after this? He was interested in keeping her company, but if she had to go he understood completely.

[shaun michel foster]

She smiled teasingly at him. "Okay, maybe fourteen. No less than twelve." She walked over to the cashier, getting him to quickly ring up the pants so she could go back. She walked back with her bag in hand.

"Nope, nowhere to go." She quickly texted her brother, telling him she wouldn't be able to bring him his food. She put her phone back into her pocket, smiling over at him. "You wanna go get something to eat? My agent tends to get mad when I go more than three hours without a salad."

[shawn fleiter gryffon]

Shawn smirked, watching her go. He dropped his head into his hands with a faint groan, straightening up before she returned. "Sure," He huffed softly, scoffed. "Following a diet? Pshht," He winked, turning the wheelchair and heading out of the store with ease, stopping to wait for her patiently.

"Soo, what got you into modeling?" He questioned curiously.

[shaun michel foster]

"I wouldn't gain a pound even if I ate candy bars all day. But I think my agent thinks I'm a rabbit." She followed beside him, leading him in the complete opposite direction of his brother.

"Uhm.. I was in eighth grade.. And we we're doing a talent show. And one of the guys at school had made this big line of clothes. And they were so pretty. But he was short on girls to model them, so he asked me. And they had an agent there and it just started from there.." She shrugged.

"Mm.. Nachos sound really good. Wanna share some? I can never finish the entire thing." She smiled at him, tucking her hands into her pockets.

[shawn fleiter gryffon]

Shawn chuckled, smiling at her next words. "Ah that's cool," He huffed. "I'm more into music 'n stuff, guess it works since most physical things have been..yeah.." He shrugged, keeping up with her easily, and claimed a table.

"Sure, sounds good to me." He grunted faintly, hauling himself into the chair, clearly not needing any help to do so. This obviously wasn't a recent accident he was dealing with.

[shaun michel foster]

"I can see you playing something.." She said with a smile, watching him take his seat. She wasn't sure how she would have been of any help if he had needed it.

She walked over to the counter, ordering nachos, half plain, half regular. She watched them fix it, the boy obviously distracted by her eyes. "I know they're blue.. Can we please fix my nachos?" She asked politely, not wanting to keep Shawn waiting. He finished fixing them, and she handed him her credit card. She pulled a few dollars out of her pocket, handing it to him for his tip before taking back her card and the nachos. "Thank you."

She walked back to the table, sitting next to Shawn so he wouldn't have to reach as far. She turned her half to her, taking one and biting into it. "So.." She grabbed a napkin, wiping her mouth. "Do you go to school or..?"