Jordan felt himself descend back onto the seat. The proximity to Sara kept his body temperature up as he could feed off her body heat. He stretched his limbs before sitting down and resting against her inner thigh. Looking upward, he wished he could see out the window or anything for that matter. He knew Sara felt “safer” with him here than on her shoulder as she drove, but he didn’t quite understand the difference. If an accident occurred, he would likely be just as screwed either way.
He was sure they would have some kind of solution to the problem in time. However, having to convert so many items to miniature form and rework things to work for smaller people. It was understandable if this wasn’t the most pressing of concerns.
While Jordan understood that Sara and her friends were quite the Swifties. He wished her playlist wasn’t so Taylor Swift-focused. Jordan had heard more Taylor Swift in the past few days than if you added up all hours that he had listened to music prior.
“We’re here,” Sara said as she grabbed the small backpack she was using for her purse and tossed her phone inside of it. Briefly looking down at Jordan before slinging it over her shoulder and lowering her hand down for Jordan to climb onto. Sara’s first instinct was to just grab him as it was a quicker and more efficient use of time. However, she tried to be mindful that he was still a person and gave him the choice of getting into her hand. Even if it was an illusion.
Jordan climbed into Sara’s hand, sitting in the middle of her palm as they walked towards the doors of the clinic. As the electronic doors opened, detecting Sara’s presence Jordan wondered if they would have detected his. A part of him wanted to find out, but the continual coming and going of people told him there wouldn’t be an opportunity.
As they approached the desk, Sara set Jordan down on the counter as the representative greeted them. It wasn’t lost on Jordan, though, that while they were both greeted, the man was mostly looking to Sara as the authority figure.
“We are here to see Dr. Wilson. Jordan Reeves has an appointment,” Sara said as she unzipped her small backpack and dug out her wallet, and handed over her insurance card.”
“Thank you, and I see his name is Jordan Reeves, but he prefers to be called Body Hottie. Is that correct?”
“Yes sir,” Sara said, speaking over Jordan, who tried to respond no. She then looked down at Jordan with a cross look. It was the kind of look he often saw a mother give her child when the child was making too much noise or touching things they shouldn’t be touching in a store. Jordan wanted to object but knew it wasn’t worth it. What bothered him more was that Sara’s stupid point system was working, as the first thing that crossed his mind was the argument wasn’t worth the point loss.
“And this is the first time here? Does he have any prior records?” The representative asked.
“This is his first time with Dr. Wilson. I just got him on Saturday. So he’ll need a full checkup and his shots.” Sara said once again, speaking over Jordan.
“Would you let me answer, please? I can check myself in.” Jordan said wanting to exert a little control over his life.
“Next, I will need your address, and here’s the insurance card back.” The representative said, handing Sara the insurance card back.
“Uhhhh….” Jordan said, dumbfounded as he realized he didn’t know his address anymore. Sara sold his house, and he wasn’t sure what her exact address was.
“Well, go on. Answer him them since you can do it.” Sara said as she put her insurance card away.
“I umm don’t know the house address,” Jordan said with a bit of embarrassment. Sara rolled her eyes at Jordan before giving out the address.
“That should be all we need. Please wait over there to be called.” The representative said as Sara put her hand down on the desk and Jordan climbed on.
“So what did we learn?” Sara said as she carried Jordan over to the waiting area.
“That’s not fair. I know my address, and I knew the other answers.” Jordan said.
“You don’t know your address, though, as you live with me now. I know a lot of change has happened to you. But, you’re going to have to learn to accept help from others. I’m your guardian Jordan. You’re going to have to learn to trust me. I’m not trying to screw you over, and I’m not trying to be your enemy.” Sara said as they heard the name Body Hottie called out into the waiting room. Jordan felt embarrassed as Sara said that’s us to him.
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