by lady windle. » Sat Jan 18, 2014 5:29 pm
Tucker Drix ↴
Tucker ; Eighteen Years Old ; Tagged - Brick ; Mood – Content; Crush – no one ; Task - Just Listen / Talk
❝She could feel him staring at her but she didn't look away from the over hang and table that were before her. She didn't even though that this place could have something like this around here, but it did and that gave her some hope for living her. "Thanks" she followed behind him her eyes wide and looking at the tunnel shape that the trees made along their path ducking here and there to avoid getting knocked on the head by a branch. She came to the table and set up on it not minding that it was dirty at all. Placing her bag on the ground she just laid her book next to her, looking down at the chips.
This boy named Brock was a mystery and she had always enjoyed a good mystery that came her way. She nipped at her lip once again. "My name is Tucker Drix but you can call me Tucker" she smiles and picks up the bag that was next to her and opened it. "You know I don't bite right? At least not if you don't have it coming" she gives him a half smile.