|Audree|
Sean leads me through the frat house and out the front door.
I don't really know where we are supposed to go while he's still shirtless.
He glances at my- I mean, Zahaires car and then looks at me.
"Wait in here, I'll be right back!"
I nod my head and unlock the car before stepping into the passenger's seat.
It doesn't take long for Sean to come back.
His hands are full with a four pack of sodas, break, peanut butter, jelly, and some other things I can't quite make out.
I reach over to the passenger side of the car and open the door as Sean approaches.
He places the items from his hand on the dashboard of the car before hopping in himself.
"I hope you like peanut butter and jelly." He signs.
Me being me, I decide to pull his leg a bit.
"Actually," I pause. "I'm highly allergic to peanuts!"
Sean's pupils dilate and he begins to grab the peanut butter.
"I'm kidding!" I say after a couple of seconds.
Sean shakes his head and places the peanut butter down.
"Haha, very funny!" Sean signs.
Even with him signing, I can sense the sarcasm that he's giving me.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist!"
Sean nods his head and gives me directions to a nice little parking spot near a hiking trail. It has a beautiful view of the Red Rock Canyon.
He opens the pack of bread and spreads peanut butter onto the bread. Then does the same with the jelly.
"I usually put barbeque chips in my peanut butter and jelly, would you like to try it?" Sean asked.
I think for a second before nodding my head. Sounds pretty weird but I've heard of worse combinations. Like fucking pickles and peanut butter. Barf.
"Oh! You can't forget the cream cheese!" He bites his lip and rolls his eyes back, "Top. Tier."
After he fixes me a sandwich I take a small bite. It has a little bit of everything and I can taste everything from the sweet, the salty, and just overall creaminess. Surprisingly the chips were a nice flush of saltiness and the cream cheese was a conduit of all the flavors. I look at him and nod approvingly.
"Wow, this is so good! How did you come up with this?"
"Been doing this since I was a kid. I don't remember how but I know I always liked to experiment with my food to try and find new flavors." He smiles at me as he prepares his sandwich.
"So, are you from here or somewhere else?"
Sean places the two pieces of bread together and then replies to me.
"From Nevada, born and raised! How about you?"
"From Los Angeles."
Sean hands me a sandwich and I thank him before biting into it.
"Lucky, I wanna go to the beach! I haven't been since I was like four,"
I shake my head.
"Trust me, the beach isn't that fun! All it is is hot sand on your feet, trudging through stupid sand, and nasty salt water!" I pause my signing because my hands start to hurt.
"Plus," I continue. "Sand gets...everywhere!"
"Well, the beach makes for romantic night strolls...or sand castles." He chuckles.
"Sand castles? This place is a dessert you could make millions of sand castles here!"
"Yeah but it's not the same. I need the cool ocean breeze, salty air and...and...sea shells!"
His face lights up as he goes on about the beach and how many things he wishes he could do there.
I wish he would put on a shirt, it'd make it much easier to actually focus on his words.
Sean taps my shoulder and snaps me back to reality.
"Gosh you making me nervous with all of this staring." Sean playfully acts shy.
"I-I'm sorry! I'm usually not so obvious about it- I-"
Sean begins to laugh and reaches for his tank top, which was hanging out his back pocket.
"It's okay, I don't mind. I am so used to being around the house so much and this heat, that I forgot to put it on."
I nod, avoiding eye contact.
I can't believe I just let myself get like that in front of a guy.
Sean's phone dings and flashes as he grabs it from his pocket.
He reads a text from who I'm assuming is Blake and signs to me.
"Blake says the ID card is ready when you are!"
We pack up our things and drive back to the frat house.
On the way I get a call from Zahaire. He says he is ready to meet up with Braylon.
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YOU ARE READING
The Secrets Among Us
Science Fiction"W-what is it?" I ask, too afraid to look at the body again. "Look!" He wretches. "I was hoping you'd tell me..." I whimper and slowly turn towards the body. The muscles all over the body are all contracting and twitching. -- The art for the cover i...
