"That obvious, huh? And here I was hoping I wouldn’t be noticeable. " She chuckled slightly and soon nodded once more. " Should have figured… Yeah, new here. I’m Alice. Alice Dragomir. " She introduced herself.
"Nah, being new isn’t. Everyone wants to get to know you the first week or so, then you blend in just like everyone else." He nodded once as she introduced herself before he extended a hand. "Peter Cartwright. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Alice."
Alice nodded and shrugged as she looked at the man towering before her. “You needn’t to apologize. . It happens, I guess. Many things can come to mind and well, I’m usually not this distracted. “
"It happens." Peter replied with a quiet laugh and a shrug. He waited a moment, looking her over before he furrowed his brows a bit. "You must be new… Small town, you kind of know all the faces… So when someone new comes to town it’s pretty obvious."
Alice had arrived into town a few hours ago and so far her day had been productive. Renting out a home near the woods did justice. She was afraid of the next full moon and wanted to be ready. Mentally and physically. Her mind started to race with unspoken thoughts as she walked into town, She didn’t realized she bumped into someone. “Ah. . Sorry. My fault. I should have watched where I was going.”
Peter, having not been paying attention, made a quiet noise at the impact before he looked up and shook his head. “No… no. I wasn’t paying attention either.” He offered, pulling on a thin smile as he reached up to scratch the back of his head. “My apologies, Miss.”
Managed to convince the teacher to give a retake today with some help.
Scheduled for Wednesday. Just a heads up.
Well they haven’t done it yet, they’re still talking about it, right? Maybe they’ll change their minds… But buy Georgia chocolate and volunteer to fix her car, maybe even give up a few Saturdays and offer to help at the Diner. That might help.
Maybe with any luck, Mom will just… forget.
Yeah. We can make a study plan after we find out the verdict.
Sounds like an acceptable plan to me.
Point taken then.
And I know why… A soap shop?? Really?? Even if it might be a little more of Mom’s style, it’s nothing like Aunt Georgia… I’m surprised that she hasn’t knocked you in the head yet.
Okay… Aunt Georgia, yes. But a bar? And Mom’s already told me to be on guard because she fully intends to tell Georgia which means I’m never gonna hear the end of it.
I don’t know what being normal is like.
Yeah, I guess… I didn’t know drinking was that important to them though; like it made them want to open a bar. But hey, I’m learning more and more things every day.
My point exactly.
Neither did I, honestly. I mean… I mentioned I thought a soap shop was more they’re style and I’m pretty sure Mom’s eyes mighta popped out of her head.
You’re a strange one, Pete. You’re probably gonna be the valedictorian and you couldn’t even care less.
Just because they met over drinks doesn’t mean that they should open a bar… I don’t understand that logic but if that’s what they want to do, more power to them.
Being normal is overrated, right?
That’s what I thought… But I said pretty much the exact same thing. Whatever makes them happy, y’know?