“Dayton, do you have all your stuff together? Let’s not forget your glasses this week, please.” Sara said.
“I left them at home this week. We’re ready. Nicolle’s mom is gonna pick her up at my place tonight.”
“Okay then, Let’s go,” Sara said as Jordan silently sat on her shoulder. He tried his best not to look at Dayton or her friend as they left the dance studio. He mostly didn’t want to see the gloating look on Dayton’s face. He knew there was no way the girl wasn’t going to hold this over him.
As they climbed down the stairs and headed outside, Jordan could hear Dayton asking about the car. It was another painful reminder as he looked over at the car that was clearly Sara’s in every way now.
Jordan heard Sara’s phone buzz as she pulled it out of her pocket. Looking down, he could clearly see her phone. It was Chloe. He watched her quickly respond that she had just picked up Dayton, and they were heading over to Dayton’s house to meet them there.
Jordan had nearly forgotten the whole point of Stephanie being here was that she was trying to make friends with Chloe. Jordan only knew the tertiary details as to why the two didn’t like each other. From what Sara had told him, it was about gossiping. Sara’s phone buzzed again. Jordan rolled his eyes over how trivial the whole thing probably was. As he looked down, it wasn’t Chloe’s name that he saw but the name Allison Fitz. Sara looked down at the phone and slid it back into her pocket.
“Alright, everyone into the car,” Sara said as she sat down in the driver’s seat while waiting for Dayton and Nicolle to buckle up. So I changed my mind. If you girls can behave yourself on the car ride home, I’ll let you hang out with Body Hottie.
“Really? Sure, we promise!” Dayton and Nicolle exclaimed as Sara plucked Jordan off her shoulder and handed him back to the girls. Jordan barely had time to react before he was grasped and pulled into the backseat as Sara pulled her phone back out.
The speed at which Jordan was pulled to the back was nauseating. The giggling of Dayton and Nicolle assaulted his small ears. Where Sara and Stephanie spoke quietly for him. Dayton and Nicolle conversed using their normal voice levels.
Jordan felt Dayton release her hold on him as he tumbled downward before finally coming to a stop on her lap. The thin, stretchy material in her dance outfit allowed for the heat from her body to radiate upward quite easily. His nose twitched from the smell of sweat, which tainted the air around him.
“So, pet, we are going to have so much fun with you when we get back to my house.” The sound of Dayton’s voice rained downward, falling around Jordan. He wanted to explain that this was a misunderstanding. Sara wasn’t speaking in a literal sense. However, the nuance of Sara’s intent with her words was lost on the giant whose lap he lay on now. Jordan started to yell for Sara, but Nicolle reached over and pressed his face into Dayton’s lap, leaving the cries for help muffled and unheard by anyone who could stop it.
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