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September 28th, 2011Comments
Generally speaking, Tatum guessed she couldn't complain. It was really nice out, just the kind of autumn days she usually loved, and the food that Jenny and Sera had brought actually hadn't been so bad. She had been expecting something entirely healthy and lame, but having food to cater to the twins picky tastes actually helped her out too. Tatum was pretty sure that Jenny had probably packed most of it, but that was mostly just because she really didn't feel like giving Sera any credit. In fact, she really didn't feel like giving the younger girl anything but a good slap upside the head.
She was ready to kill her sister for setting her up like this, and then to turn around and try to call it a date. And to tell Mack that it was a stupid date, and then have the girl show up with flowers. The redhead had been so embarrassed. She had been put into a trap, but she was stuck now. After the scene earlier, with Sera pulling her back out of the Floo by her backpack as she tried to escape upon seeing Mack in the station, there was really no sense in fighting it. She was trapped, and would just have to make the best of the day. It was only for a little while. But so far it had been hard to avoid hanging around Mack all morning, and it seemed like no matter what she did, every time that she turned around the blonde was right there. She thought she was so smooth, just grinning and trying to chat her up, but Tatum wasn't having it. Even during lunch, though she had chosen to sit on the opposite side of the picnic blanket from the other girl, the blonde still just had that stupid smug look on her face. Right then, Tatum had wandered off on her own for a bit, hands shoved into the pockets of her shorts and her headphones hanging loosely around her neck. She wasn't really feeling like being a part of the group right then anyway, after Jenny had shouted shrilly at her for throwing an apple at the back of Sera's head while she was cleaning up from lunch. It was just an apple, it wasn't like she was going to take her eye out, despite what the blonde said. She hadn't even thrown it that hard.. it was just a love tap. Sighing, the redhead found a particularly full looking tree and flopped down under neath it. She made a little face as a few apples dug into her back, but she quickly shoved them aside to get comfortable in the grass, staring up at the sky. If she wasn't stuck with Sera and Mack, it might actually be a really perfect day.
Picking apples was hard work and Ella was more conscious about being totally sweaty in front of Hendrix. She'd excused herself to freshen up, tossing her scarf and sweater and wandering aimlessly with Maurey at her heels. Ella stopped Tatum easily enough and skipped over to the redhead with a grin.
"I didn't think you hit Sera very hard" she joked.
Tatum had been pretty relaxed in the peace and quiet, letting her eyes slide closed and stay that way for a while. Maybe she'd just nap in the field until everyone had enough and was ready to go home. When Ella spoke, her eyes opened and for a split second she thought Jenny had come to tell her to grow up more, but Maurey gave it away. Thank goodness.
"Right?" Tatum replied, smiling weakly and scooting over and patting the ground beside her. Ella hadn't been set up with someone insufferable, but she had still been set up. They could relate. "She deserved it anyway, she's a twat," the redhead lamented.
Ella took the invitation to sit down and plopped next to the red head happily, offering her a bag of chips she'd been munching on. "She's not a twat! She's just a little weird. Do you know she actually laughs at Jenny's jokes? They're the worst jokes in the world!" Laughing, she lay beside Tatum and petted Maurey lazily.
Tatum smiled and propped herself up a bit better, taking the chips and popping a few into her mouth. She made a face at Ella's defense of Sera, but that was just Ella. She didn't think she had ever heard the blonde say something genuinely mean about anyone ever. Everyone seemed to have to at least one redeeming qualities, and Tatum wished she could be so positive about everything. She didn't know how Ella did it.
"She's totally freaking weird. Like, sometimes I think she's a robot and she's like, set on either taking over the school or driving me to drink," she muttered. When Ella brought up Jenny's jokes, Tatum cracked a little smile. "Oh, you mean like the one about the two hydrogen atoms? Or the one about the post doctorate student changing fields?" she replied sarcastically, laughing a little herself as she flopped back fully again, looking up at the sky. "Even when I get them, they're not funny!"
Ella giggled and rolled onto her belly, leaning her chin on her hand. "Don't even mention hydrogen atoms! I've heard that joke like, a billion times!" Ella groaned. "They're the worst jokes ever, they don't even make sense." As her laughter died away Ella stared at Tatum sympathetically.
"So you're supposed to be on a date too? I didn't even know you liked girls. Still, it seems like nearly all the girls here like girls!"
"I think they just want to sound smarter than everybody else," Tatum replied thoughtfully, tapping her chin. "There's like, no way that they actually find that pretentious shit funny," she murmured. When Ella looked at her, Tatum looked back, cheeks flushing as she was asked about the date part of the day. She had avoided it calling it that at any cost.
"N-No, I didn't-- Sera is calling it a date, I'm not on a date. I just l-like apples.. and boys. I don't know what their problem is," the redhead muttered sullenly, trying not to pout her lower lip out too far. Ella had a point, and it made her cheeks turn even redder. "It sure seems that way, h-huh? I mean, a lot of them.. do. I guess it's like, cool now or whatever."
"I hate apples" Ella admitted with a whisper. Jenny sure knew that but she doubted Sera did. She looked at the bag of chips and grinned guiltily.
Looking at the ground thoughtfully she let out a sigh. "I mean, I guess I can see why girls are nice and stuff but.. boys are too cute! I like their hair and their... chests" she rambled, blushing slightly. "Maybe Sera just doesn't want you to feel left out."
"I don't really like apples so much as like.. caramel apples. You need to like, put candy and sugar and shit in there or it's just fruit," Tatum lamented, sighing a bit herself and taking some more of the chips as she listened to Ella speak.
"Girls are.. whatever, I guess. I mean, t-they're like soft and stuff, and sometimes they have really nice hair.. and stuff.. but yeah, boys are like way too cute," the redhead replied, putting on her best smile, so much as she just wanted to frown. When Ella said she liked their chests, however, that gave her a distraction from her own inner turmoil on the subject. "Oh yeah? Their chests? I bet you like them like, super hairy, right?" she joked, laughing a bit and making a face right after. "Gross." She gave a noncommittal shrug at Sera trying to include her. "Maybe," she replied, but she had her doubts. There was definitely an ulterior motive, and the fact that Mack had shown up with flowers proved that.
"I guess I can eat apples once a year. On Halloween! That's the only exception." Tatum had a point, girls did have nice hair. She nodded. "Girls hair is really cute. Especially yours! I'd kill to have red hair, totally."
Ella buried her head in her arms and groaned as Tatum talked about hairy chests. "Barf! I guess that's a good thing about girls too. No hairy chests. Or 'pits!" Hendrix didn't have a hairy chest. The thought flashed into her head but she buried it.
"I hate fake apple flavor. That shit is the worst, like apple candy? It never fucking tastes like apples," Tatum murmured, scrunching her face up at the thought. "They're the worst Jolly Ranchers, fuck the green ones."
When Ella complimented her hair, Tatum laughed a little, tipping her head a bit to look at the younger girl. "No way, it's t-totally stupid.. red hair m-makes you stand out. I'd trade," she admitted. She did love it mostly, it was a little bit unique, but it was also a curse for that same reason. Everyone remembered that skittish little ginger. "Your hair is super cute, and you have really pretty eyes," she added. That was coming dangerously close to flirting or something though, and that was so wrong, and the redhead was glad to have the distraction of the hairy chests. "Right? I mean, from like a.. grooming and hygiene perspective, I have to g-give it to the girls. But there's, y'know.. something about boys. They're something," she murmured, trailing off a bit and just looking up again. She sighed. "Hairy pits are the worst, worse than chests."
When Tatum complimented her on her eyes she beamed at the older girl. "You really think so? I think Jenny's are a little more blue and she has super long eyelashes! Probably 'cause she's the oldest" Ella joked.
"How can hairy pits not be totally stinky?" Leaning closer to Tatum more, eyes wide and slightly alarmed she whispered. "You know what though? What if like, you were doing stuff with a boy and then they have a hairy butt." She paled slightly and swallowed. "Wouldn't you just freak out?"
Despite being a twin herself, Tatum had only really begun to be able to tell Jenny and Ella apart since Sera had started dating Jenny. It was kind of easy to tell them apart once you actually got to know them. It was more mannerisms than appearances though. She had never really noticed a difference, but then again, she usually refrained from checking the twins out for her own sanity and Sera's wrath. She smiled sheepishly, shrugging. "I do," she agreed. "I mean, not that I've like.. stared into your eyes all the time or anything. Or y-your sister's. But they're definitely super cute!"
When Ella leaned in closer, Tatum did the same, waiting to hear what she was going to say. Upon hearing it though, the redhead snorted in laughter. "Oh my god, I'd bail!" she laughed, clapping a hand over her mouth. "Fuck that, I'm not down for that, I'm-- no, I'm like.. totally not doing stuff with a boy until I'm, uh, married. And I'm not m-marrying anybody with a hairy ass."
Ella looked a little alarmed, as if Tatum had just unrooted a genuine concern in her. "But how would you know until you married him! Then you'd have to live with his hairy butt forever!"
"N-No way," Tatum replied, looking a little alarmed herself. She always worried about the sort of thing, sometimes she wondered if her father expected her to be married by the time she graduated university, with the way he talked. She had nightmares about being stuck with the worst kind of guys.
"Now I'll have to check, that's-- no way. I want a cute boy, no hair!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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