Cooking Thanksgiving Dinner

[Fleet]

Again he waved the question off and grinned. Then holding out his arms wide. "Look at me, What do I have to be embarrased of?" And again he covered up his weakness and shook his head. The truth was he was embarrased. And never really lived that day down. Its what made him become the jock and ego filled kid he ws. he was determined to never be put through that again. So instead of hiding away. he became the bully and the tough guy. "I just stood tall and walked right back to the locker room and got dressed. And I assure you. The girls talked abotu me for weeks after that. " He winked with a smirk. The girls didnt stp talking about him, or laughing at him either for sometime. He actually changed schools after that.

[Torri]

Tori shrunk down again, "Oh...." she said quietly blushing even harder on her cheeks. She tried to shrink down so she would be out of sight and almost ended with her back against the seat of her chair. She would be embarassed if anyone saw her like that, she would probably hide away like she had done so many times before. Unfortunatly she showed her embarassment and weaknesses alot of the time, making it easier for her to become targeted by others.

"You're really brave then..." she mumbled gently, not looking back up at all and raising a hand to push her white hair to the front of her face and covering her eyes.

[Fleet]

"You know Shimmer, if you slide down anymore on yoru chair your going to be eating on the floor. You have to sit up and relax and enjoy. We are all just having fun here." He said as he began making himself another plate of food. "You know, Sometimes I think we let ourselves get in the way of what we can really do. I mean I have found out whenI relax and let myself be me. I can jump a lot easier. Especially when it is a place I know and am comfortable."

[Torri]

The comment only made Torri shrink down a little more. She felt like the comment was somehow scorning her way of being shy and quiet. "I don't relax, once i relax i let my guard down and i don't like being exposed." she whispered quietly to herself. To be honest, she hadn't been herself in years, and the front she had forced up became the new her, but until she was able to find herself again, she doubted that - from Jumpers comment - that she would ever controle her power.

"I haven't been me since..... well....a long time." she mumbled to him, keeping her eyes low and down. "And no offence, but i have been to many places, and only those of where no-one can ever see hear or notice me, am i able to be myself." she added quietly as she kept pulling her hair in front of her face to shield her eyes from everyones view.

[Fleet]

"Ok then, if you would rather sink down into your chair and not have fun, Thats fine. I cant force you. But you will miss so much of the fun. And you shouldnt hide yoru face. Your to cute to hide it away." Winking not sure if she would even see it. After that he just began eating again.

[Torri]

Blushing even harder, Torri ubruptly sat bolt upright, keeping her hair over her face so as to keep from looking at him. "I am not cute, i would thank you not to speak such things when they do not come to play in reality." she mumbled quickly, her voice alot lower than she had hoped it to be. But despite herself, she picked up her fork and bagan playing about with her food still on her plate. Reaching forward for a few more vegetables and slowly forking them into her mouth.

[Fleet]

He grinned as he realized he touched a sore spot. He placed his fork down and leaned up against the table lookign ot her eat. "And i would thank you not to tell me what I think is cute. But I did seem to get your attention and bring you back into the conversation." Picking up his fork once more and taking a bite of his food. he watched her for a response. He could tell she did have a bit of spirit in her. And that was good. It meant she wasnt as passive as she thought.

[Torri]

Torri looked up a quickly, the hair in front of her eyes moving away so she could glare at Jumper. "I did not return to the conversation, i was at the least pointing out a factual pience of information. And again, i do stress, i am not cute!" she said, keeping her voice low before flickign her head downward against and angrily prodding at the small piece of turkey still on her plate. She kept her glare in her view, but settled on forcing it upon her food instead of a person, particularly someone as confident as Jumper.

[Fleet]

Again he grinned and watched her. He ate a bit more listening to her, "Well whether you are angry and telling me off , of telling stories. You are talking to me and that is a conversation. And you know. Poking at yoru plate like that and giving that angry glare just makes you cuter." he was egging her on, only because it was the first real sign of emotion she showed besides fear. And she was standing up for her beliefs, even if he didnt agree.

[Torri]

Gripping the fork in her hand tighter Torri kept her glare downward, although she began gritting her teeth in frustration. "Look. Jumper." she said in a low dark voice. "I. Am not. In any way shape or form. CUTE!" her voice becomming a little quieter so that he would be forced to listen as she looked up at him, baring her teeth a litle in anger.

Giving a small growl of anger she again lowered her head and continued poking at her food, raising only a little of it to her mouth to eat. She wasn't often hungry, she never had been, always more focused on other things.

[Fleet]

He laughed a bit and shook his head. "ok, ok, I get it, Your right. Your not cute. So Ill go with Pretty then. That works a little better." He could hear her with no problem and noticed she was gritting her teeth. He was almost expecting her to leap across the table at him.

[Torri]

Feeling her other balled fist shake a little under the table, closing her eyes tightly and angrily baring her teeth she was almost ready to yell at him, but remembering where she was she settled for angrily growling. "No, Jumper. Nor pretty, compliments befall me, so i do not need your untruthful thoughts. Thank you. VERY MUCH!" She let her fork drop beside her plate so she wouldn't need to eat more, she was feeling rather full, even from the tiny amount she had forced herself to eat. So she clasped her hands together under the tabletop and let them shake angrily, so as to keep herself from screaming. She hated being complimented, years of ridicule and insults had made it impossible for her to think them good, but only as sarcastic insults.

[Fleet]

Now he knew he had pushed a bit to much and he shook his head eating. There must have been something bad going on in her head to take such a light compliment so hard. " Ok Shimmer , suit yourself. Your not cute or pretty, What do I know. Im just some stupid jock that doesnt know what he is talking about." He simply droped it from there and went back to eating. Looking to the others as if nothign had just happened.

[Torri]

"Thank you." she said quietly, letting herself relax a little in her seat and sit back down. She took a few deep breaths and folded her arms lightly over her stomach, blushing heavily from the scene she was sure to have caused for hersefl.

[Haven]

Haven had been sitting with her arms crossed defiantly waiting for someone to say she should clean up the mess she had made or anything else to her that she didn't like or want to hear. She was waiting for an excuse to ruin thanksgiving, it was a skill she had developed over time, a defense against the torture of conformity. Above all else Haven did not want to belong, belonging only opened her up to missing everybody when she would have to leave again.

She had always just started to fit in or aclimate to a new home when the foster care 'system' would ship her off to some new group home. She already liked everybody here and that was a bad thing it meant she would be crushed when she had to go from here. now was the time to end all that and make everybody hate her so that she could hate them right back.

"What are you Jumper? Stupid? Or blind? She's not cute or pretty you obnoxius loser, why don't you just keep busy stuffing your face and stop stinking up the place with your breath?" She bitched at him.