Purple Dreads

Chapter Nine

"We're here, get out." Marilyn joked, but we got out anyway.

Jeordie came around to my side of the car and walked with me to the door, opening it for all of us, I thanked him and waited.

He smiled and looked down, I looked down too and saw that he nearly reached over and grabbed my hand.

He stopped, however, and let his hand hang at his side.

I figured he was worried about being too clingy, or something like that, which I had noticed he had been finding reasons for us to be close. He would often randomly wrap his arm around me or hug me, any way to get physical contact.

I didn't mind though, and I didn't think he was clingy, I thought it was sweet.

After a bit of mentally arguing with myself, I decided to be bold and reach over to grab his hand, he jumped a little but smiled.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked, still holding my hand tightly.

I shook my head gently, "Nothing, I'm not hungry, but thanks." He rolled his eyes in a playful manor.

"Okayyy." He got some food and drug me with him to a booth, Marilyn and Christi were already sitting there.

Christi smiled and picked a piece of pepperoni off of Marilyn's pizza and threw it at him.

He laughed and threw an olive back, I laughed quietly, but not quietly enough apparently.

Marilyn heard me and snapped his head in my direction, he then threw pepperoni at me.

I raised my brow with a smirk, pulled it off my shirt and threw it back at him.

Jeordie threw a bell pepper at Marilyn, who threw a whole pizza slice at Jeordie.

Eventually, it turned into a full on food fight.

"Excuse me?" A tall woman walked up and frowned down at us. We all stopped like time had frozen and looked up at her.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She stated firmly and backed away so we could get out of the booth, Jeordie got up and pulled me with him.

Marilyn stuck his tongue out at her and crossed his arms like a toddler.

"Marilyn, get up." Christi sighed.

Marilyn didn't move, what a surprise...

"Do you want to go outside?" Jeordie whispered in my ear while wrapping his arm around my waist.

I shook my head and got closer to him, "I want to see what happens..." I whispered back with a quiet laugh. He nodded and shrugged.

Christi had been arguing with the manager and Marilyn the whole time, and finally, she crawled under the table and came out in front of us.

"Get up, or I will leave now, Marilyn." She warned sternly.

He pouted but got up, relieving the manager.

We got back in the car, it was completely silent until Jeordie spoke up.

"So you have a birthday coming up?" He asked me with a smile, a hint of mischief in his gorgeous eyes...