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    Not Going Anywhere – (Chapter: A Slap in the Face)

                “So do I.” She whispered, her breath tickling my ear. I smiled as she pulled away, and when our eyes met I knew we had reached a little bit of an understanding.

    The blood that circulated through my veins suddenly froze as quickly as it had heated moments ago. Turning my head back, my peripheral vision caught a distracted Ashley, eying me carefully. As soon as she knew I could see her, her eyes shot back to the screen, pretending to be absorbed by the final trailers. Uninterested in them, I continued to watch her as inconspicuously as possible. As the minutes passed and the movie began, her face relaxed and her eyes grew distant. There was obviously something on her mind, and I could probably guess what it was.

     

                She persisted in not looking at me as the minutes passed – I noted that this was probably a good idea, yet I couldn’t quite tear my eyes from her. The colors projected onto the screen illuminated her face dimly, accenting her heavy eye makeup. Her normally amber brown eyes resembled black beads in the darkness. A shadow fell below her bottom lip, which protruded ever so slightly. Did she notice this? I studied her lips for the next couple minutes – they were so delicate and perfect. A couple times she took the lower one between her teeth and raked it gently. Was she stressed? I felt myself moistening my own lips. I suddenly realized how obviously I was staring at her. My body was slightly tilted in her direction, my neck craned to the left. My arm was leisurely sprawled across the arm rest, leaving little room for Ashley’s, should she want to use it.

     

                I immediately sat bolt upright and faced the screen. I guessed it had probably been longer than I thought since I’d paid attention. The pregnant girl, Juno, I guessed her name was, was sitting in the home of the potential adoptive parents, played by Jason Bateman and Jennifer Garner. They were relatively big actors, and wouldn’t have taken a role in this movie to be small roles, so I decided that they would inevitably be the parents. This rationale permitted me to zone out once more, fully confident that I knew the plot.

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