[skip drive to the movie theater]
maverick: come on *he looked at your sweatshirt* nice hoodie
Sara: thanks *you walked into the movies*
maverick: come on let's get tickets
Sara: OK
maverick: hi, 2 tickets for "The Fault In Our Stars" please
ticket dude: here you go, enjoy your movie
Sara: thank you *you and maverick walked to the popcorn place*
maverick: popcorn
Sara: yes please
maverick: *walked over to the popcorn dude* 1 popcorn
popcorn dude: small, medium, large
maverick: large
Sara: maverick, extra butter
maverick: extra butter
popcorn dude: here you go, enjoy
Sara: thank you
maverick: thank you *he took the popcorn in one hand and grabbed your hand*
Sara: *you blushed*
maverick: wow
Sara: what?? *you were still blushing*
maverick: i am the power full maverick baker
Sara: *you turned tomato red* so mature
Maverick's pov
maverick: lets go *i pulled her into the big room* sara
sara: ya
maverick: nothing
sara: really *she pulled her hand away*
maverick: we an sit back here *she sat down and i sat next to her and then her phone started to ring*
sara: *she put the phone to her ear* hello
unknown: sara
sara: cash??
cash: SARA, um..... jack is.....well... lost, NO i found him
sara: ok
cash: do you want taco bell
cash: yes, here
sara: what is james doing
cash: asleep, bye
sara: bye??
end of call
maverick: sara
sara: ya
maverick: um....
sara: give me the popcorn ;-) *she pulled the tub of popcorn from me* thanks
maverick: *i took her hand and held on like i was going to lose her*
[skip movie]
maverick: ready
sara: let's go *i had her still and we walked out after throwing our garbage away*
maverick: do you want to go to the park or mall
sara: park, no one will be there
maverick: sure, you aren't going to kill me are you
sara: no *she laughed and blushed she put up her hood to try and hide her pink cheeks*
[skip drive to park]
sara: swing *i watched her run to the swing set and start to swing* wee
maverick: kid much
sara: i live with two 7 year old's what do you expect *i walked over*
maverick: here *i pushed her on the swing* so it's like 6:35
sara: my mom is suppose to be home at 7:00
maverick: i will drive you home
sara: thanks *she jumped off the seings and ran to the car*
[skip drive to sara's]
maverick: bye
sara: bye, i will drive cash home later
maverick: okay bye *i drove home and i can stop thinking about sara*
Sara's pov
cash: hi sara
sara: hi
jack: yummy taco-bell
cash: yes, yummy
sara: so let me guess you want me to drive you guys to taco bell
cash: please
sara: fine let's go *you cash, jack, and sleeping james went to TACO BELL*
