After a few turns and a cigarette I find that Sean has lead us into Peyton's neighborhood. I recognize it right away. I turn to look at Sean, steering the wheel with his prominent hand, the cigarette he was currently puffing in his left hand. I looked back at my passenger window as we pulled up into her driveway. "What are you doing? Just sitting there. Go. Get. Her." He glares. "Oh," is all I could say as I slowly opened the door, but remained in my seat. "Um- why couldn't you do it?" I ask, hoping he would get ticked off, because I pushed him too far. "Just go fucking do it!" He shouts, leaning in. I blink back the awkwardness. His eyes narrow and I just sit there, feeling the tension thicken. He swiftly moves his cigarette up to his mouth, and takes a puff all in one movement, just to top it off with a slightly creepy chuckle. My eyes dart from place to place before I proceeded out the car, and escape the awkwardness. I ring the doorbell on Peytons doorstep moments before she opens the door to her pleasant surprised smile. "What may I pay this visit to?" She asks, using a posh accent. "Why my lady, come and find out!" I continue the accent, and swoosh my arms using a great gesture to Sean's car. Feeling stupid after a few moments; when Peyton takes it all in looking surprised as heck, I drop my arms casually to my sides. "Oh. Sean huh?" "Yep" we drop the accent. "Ok, let's go then." She huffs as we walk down the steps into the car, that now smells dreadfully like smoke.
