Sara’s words hung heavy on Jordan. As he sat in the hot water pooled at her feet while foamy soap ran down her body. He could hear Ellie and Sara talking above him in hushed tones. Jordan hated the idea of having to accept Sara as an authority figure in his life. As he tilted his head backward and stared upwards at the monolithic form of Sara hulking over him. As best as he tried he couldn’t help but feel a bit intimidated.
“Oh my goodness.” Sara said in an infantile voice. “Are you really moping? You are being such a baby. Well clean yourself up or I will let Ellie clean you.”
“What!?! Oh my god, oh my god. I volunteer as tribute, I volunteer.” Ellie excitedly said.
Jordan sighed picking himself up as water rained down around him from Sara’s hair. He looked about for some soap and spotted a giant bottle between Sara and Ellie. It was larger than him and probably weighed more than him. It was obvious he wasn’t going to be able to get any soap with assistance.
“Just use the soap running down my leg. I’m shampooing my hair so my hands aren’t free. You shouldn’t have been acting like chicken little.” Sara said as Jordan looked at the foamy soap sliding down her legs. The idea of having to use Sara’s discarded soap was humiliating. A part of him wanted to just say no, but the alternative of having Ellie clean him up wasn’t any better.
As Jordan walked towards Sara’s leg he couldn’t help but notice how deep the water was to him. Conversely, as he looked at Sara’s foot the water was nothing but a small puddle not even anything of note. Yet as Jordan walked toward her he could feel the resistance in the soapy water.
Jordan neared Sara’s leg as he heard some of Sara’s classmates laughing about something. Not paying him the slightest bit of attention. Jordan pressed himself against Sara’s leg as the soap down her leg and over him. In a matter of a moment, his entire body was covered in the warm sudsy soap. Jordan didn’t want to admit it but it worked pretty well. He knew if Sara found out he would never hear the end of it.
“Here let me help you wash up,” Sara said as she lifted her foot. Jordan knew what was coming but was helpless to stop or avoid it. As her foot slapped down against the tile floor a wave of soapy water washed over Jordan cleaning him off with one blast of water.
“Thanks,” Jordan said as Sara and Ellie laughed
“I’m sorry, I know your a little bummed. I was just trying to lighten the mood. I promise it will be better. Acceptance takes time and I guess if it means that much to you we could maybe arrange for a little playdate with Ms. Brooks or Ms. Sanchez for you. We could get some coffee or something at Starbucks. But you won’t be out of my sight and you will mind me or else it won’t happen again.” Sara said
“R-really? You promise?” Jordan said looking at Sara from the floor.
“Yes, I promise. I’m not heartless. But you need to behave and listen to me as these playdates can be taken away for bad behavior or if you aren’t cooperating.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Jordan said happily that he was able to at least secure a meet-up with Daniela. Now he just needed hope that she could get in contact with his family.
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I know, it will be just a nagging of me, but… How they could communicate during washing, and couldn’t in other cases? I swear, sometimes it is impossible even in real life.
Sometimes Asuka has to change the weather or not they can hear each other to match the plot requirements, it can seem weird at times, like when you get to a future situation and they can’t hear Jordan even though he’s closer to their ears and the room is quieter.
or when they’re heard despite being further away, behind obstacles and in a noisier room.